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Vintage poetry stands the test of time; collections and anthologies of classic poems and enduring verses from eras past.
Mess
"I am a mess” I say, more sure of it than before I was 22 And less sure of why. “I am a mess” I say, unapologetically, not seeking councel
The Calf
The Calf I’d spotted her early on a Saturday morn She just kinder got my attention She weren’t nothing special, jest another newborn
My Christmas Carol
I wonder if I were to be visited by 3 Ghosts... What would be the lesson that I would learn most ? Would I change my ways just like Old Ebenezer ?
Steven BaldryPublished 6 years ago in PoetsUpon A Sinking Ship
So be it far from me to dwell on matters such as death, to rue the day I cast off the shackles of life and plunge into those icy blue depths. Perhaps it shall be quick, though I doubt that to be so, for the death which I’ve reaped is far more than I could ever sow. In this fit of ash and chaos that surrounds me, I can’t help but feel the plucking urge to run, but before my time is through, I shall order who ever remains, to fire our ships last remaining gun.
Boogeymen in My Closets
Boogeymen In My Closets: I. Now I lay me down to sleep Beneath my bed I dare not peek. Under the covers my head to take
Robyn WelbornePublished 6 years ago in PoetsWorld of Silence...
“Can you think of a world where there is silence everywhere? No outcry, no laughter… No noise at all… All that reigns is deadly silence!!”
Death is Death
There’s only two kinds of people: Those who do this [ ] with Their controller when Super Mario has to jump And dead people.
David HoskinsPublished 7 years ago in PoetsThe Concrete Jungle
White and yellow, peering through dark structures. Structures that touch the sky's heels. Cars honking, roads roaring, people yelling and hollering. Walking through the streets, smelling the aroma of Asian cuisine, Italian gourmet, Hispanic flavor, and grills frying burgers. The smell of hot dogs sizzling and meatball sandwiches being prepared. Odors so thick that you can taste the food being served. Moisture so sodden, you can feel water forming on your skin. All laden with history and and folklore. Stories of love and romance. Tales of struggle and strife. Dramas of the hunger for power, money, and fame. Chronicles of immigration and homestead. Impurities being formed and working to perfect them. Where we stand by liberty and freedom. Where the magic of things creative and all things imagined comes to life. The place that houses a man and woman who protect our liberty and freedom. One is a lady of green, with a torch of yellow. The other is a man of grey who sits on the chair of truth and justice. The city that holds the heart to our nation.
Charles HernandezPublished 7 years ago in PoetsT.S. Eliot's "The Waste Land"
"The Waste Land" is a wrathful attack on modern civilisation, stretching not only to the horror of the Great War but attacking the society that bore it. In his sobering evocations of ancient myths and Shakespearean lines, T.S. Eliot contrasts contemporary society with the past, atheism with belief; thus bringing about the breakdown and dysfunction of the society of "Wasteland."
Louis NicholasPublished 7 years ago in PoetsLord Henry Wotton
Across a room I glanced Meeting auburn eyes That captivated my youth and held the universe inside Never have I seen two windows so wide open
Robyn Keeble MBEPublished 7 years ago in PoetsHomeric Heroism
To what extent did Homer view Odysseus as a heroic figure? Throughout the Odyssey, Homer emphasises Odysseus’s heroism whilst subtlety insisting on his self-sabotage. Odysseus’ heroism is shown by his being King of Ithaca and leader of his crew, alongside his divine status as champion of the gods, in his case Athene; echoing more ancient heroes like Hercules and Perseus. Yet if it was indeed Homer’s intention to present Odysseus as a hero, he is presented most peculiarly. To begin with, there is the problem of his lack of personal vigour. Unlike Achilles or Hercules, whose heroism stems from his outstanding abilities in battle, Odysseus’ heroism is based on stratagems, as seen on every occasion including his defeats. From Troy to Polyphemus’ Cave and to Ithaca, Odysseus wins by undermining the position of his enemies rather than a personal heroic confrontation, showing thus his great intelligence and cunning. Whilst at the same time alarming us with his slyness and his apparent willingness to sacrifice his men. Homer gives us many examples of Odysseus’ wiles on many occasions, such as in Book IX with the Ci-cones and in Book XII with Scylla and Charybdis. In the same way a Spartan would conceive of a bow and arrow as unmanly (which of course were the very symbolic instruments which Odysseus used to prove his worth), Odysseus’ cunning and his wit, so unique to him, is both the foundation and the main undermining quality of his heroism.
Louis NicholasPublished 7 years ago in PoetsAcross Many Waters
Lonely on a bus to the shore Feelings are expensive The day’s not done but I minus well be… I breathe into this deep space inside my chest
Mish GrahamPublished 7 years ago in Poets