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"Once touched by love, all men become poets."
-- Plato, 400 B.C.  

 

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I tried to grasp the sunset hour and hold the sun at mountain's edge, to savor more the loveliness of delicate light on field and hedge. So sweet the final fleeting moment, the subtle radiance it throws, the way it touches a child's face like a soft angelic halo glows. And now it's gone, the moment lost. But oh, what a delicious sorrow ...
--
Elizabeth Santos, Our Poet Laureate

I do not watch the door any longer ... or listen for your footsteps ... but my expectant heart still keeps the vigil...
--
Charmian Blattner


Though no one is allowed my space to share ... Some times I'll turn and think that you're still there...
--
N.G. Stapp

The saffron colored leaf, anchored by the twig that held it close all summer, let loose and fell....ever so gently into a majestic dance with the autumn breeze, tipping and swaying to the rhythm of the whispering wind until it landed in the brown grass...and I understood then it is not always the hanging on, but sometimes it is the letting go.
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Diana Johnson

Once between the waving grass of summer's breeze, we strode together submerged up to our knees, by the twisting strands of wildflower and grasses, together we joined that year's wild dances...
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Laura Fanthorpe

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Grandpa's friends are old and smelly, some of them are mostly belly. None of them can see too good, I think their teeth are made of wood. Grandpa's friends have lots of wrinkles. When they smile their faces crinkle...
--
Mary Ellen Smith

Beneath the oak limbs, moon and stars, mosquitoes, bats, and planet Mars---My small, green tent stood placidly; but I was scared as I could be...
--
Timothy R. Oesch


Tonight your little cheek is wet with glistening baby tears,
And baby heartbreaks hurt as much as ours in later years . . .
But, oh! my sweet, tomorrow when you waken with the dawn,
You'll find that sorrow's sped away and baby woes are gone!
Yet I who watch above you in that alchemy of sleep,
Know a deeper bit of heartache, for . . . 'twas I who made you weep!
--
Rex E. Alford
 To the poet belongs life in its full and absolute entirety, not merely the beauty that men look at, but the beauty that men listen to...Most people become bankrupt through having invested too heavily in the prose of life. To have ruined one's self over poetry is an honour.
--Oscar Wilde

 
Collected Works
Would you like a page of your very own original poetry online? Maybe you have a few special poems that you have written and would like to share with the cyber world. Now you can. Right here. For only $75 a year, we will create a page of your very own poems under our category of "collected works" to share around the world on this website! Inquire now! Perhaps we'll pick one of your poems to put under the many categories listed on the left.

If you need ideas first, we recommend these tips:

How To Write A Sonnet
How To Write A Limerick
How To Write An Epic or Ballad Poem

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