Poetry Forum

Oh why, when winds were silent there Did I but yield to a prayer? And how 'mongst fluctuating skies Do glossy clouds still shimmer wild? These silver-greens and indigos Would curdle dusk's black-navy hue. Such hemispheres of hats and grey Mourn only remnants of the day; Find solace not in auroras, I...

I like your poetry. There is something tangibly human in you description, and yet it still has the distance of the deliberate muse. In my own experience, to distance oneself from the current trends of humaity and attempt to refine the essence of one's view, ultimately ends in heartbrake. Although I ...

I like this alot, however its style is indicative of my own poorly received poetry. Perhaps by presenting uncompromising creative vision, we lack the ability to relate to the emotions of readers... On John Keats: Unfinished Seek not those jewelled figures young Junkets glimpsed, Etched fluctuating '...

Woman must play, it seems to me; Romance as damned currency. Not simple lust as at first thought; That blind penchant to maul her taught, But gleens staid motivation true, To put or take a hand to you. She renders even linguists base With furrows gorged across the face; And glazen, incandescent eyes...

There was a man named Carlton Thyme Who knew the devil in the rhyme. He suffered on his hands and feet, Until one day he'd knead a treat Of flour and eggs and honeydew: The man found delicacies new; And who attracted to the smoke Did gurgle bile as he spoke? But Lilleth's groom, who brought his swor...

To dwell upon omniscience, Whilst dogged by earthly indolence And framed by her defilement, Which mocks our faery innocence. To fall unto pursuit of love; That beauty which evades our touch: Tripartite blows of fate that much Beguile our mind, and soul, and such. To thwart the poet's destiny; Compou...

And all the while she took that shimm'ring vial: Decent upon great ballrooms perfumes, while There was I, perplexed and hurting so, Embarked upon great journeys through the snow Falling unto throws of white desire, Composed beyond the breath of earthly fire, To pain me so and soar amidst the stars; ...

Vapourish Beauty By what omniscient star' which did hone Subservient digits thus, to strip her From pools of chaste essence discriminant; Didst thou vouchsafe in beauteous vapour, And prime celestial bodies alone In earthly volution, to swill their veins; Those red, raging rapids that signpost chan...