by Alex Roissetter | May 4, 2010 | Poetry
Have you ever listened… truly listened, To all those echoes from the past, All of those reverberations of man, For a longer time they will last. Like the whistle of the bomb over London, Hurtling towards its’ almighty end, To the guns of Navarone, And their huge...
by Jan Hedger | May 4, 2010 | Poetry
The gannet penetrates the water like a missile piercing the reflection. The otter streamlines the water like a prow splitting the reflection. The whale erupts from the water like a volcano smashing the reflection. The watcher stands by the water like a statue...
by Leslie de la Haye | May 4, 2010 | Poetry
Oh Sunny of the painted word, Yet not before your name I’ve heard, And then, as if perhaps perchance I read of Pawnee Indian chants, Saw painting of a tiny child, A native of Red Indians wild, Then in my breast my heart did pound, For I could hear the war drums sound;...
by Leslie de la Haye | May 4, 2010 | Poetry
Dark night and stars drinking purpled wine Moon so sadly sighs whilst reading rhyme The mountains proud in their highest keep Close snow-glazed eyes and try to sleep Maid midnight past sighs so soft with love Gallops by fast her dark knight above Forward and onward...
by Leslie de la Haye | May 3, 2010 | Poetry
I will show the heavens and the moon so bright I will show the peace of a star spangled night I will show you Miss Dawn with ruby red hand Then I will show you beauty of shores wet sand I will show you the strength of the great oak tree I will whisper down soft winds...
