“The water does not flow until the faucet is turned on.” ~ Louis L’Amour You are not alone on this...

War Is Natural To rise above the plane of earth Where war continues since my birth, I find that war...

  Heroes, Victims, and Poseidon The metre of ancient Greek poetry succeeds in “achieving a length and complexity that are...

Obituary Late summer, when the bumblebees begin to die, You’ll see them clinging to the petals of a flower For...

Glistening orbs Dance on air Drifting skyward Without a care Iridescent spheres Shimmering bright Reflecting prisms In the sunlight Luminous...

Canto 1 is the provisional name for a sequence of 33 Cantos that James Sale is attempting to write in...

A sonnet of longing and of a glimpse of hope. July 17, 2016. We looked imploring to the starless sky;...

By David B. Gosselin William Shakespeare (baptized April 26, 1564 - died April 23, 1616) is arguably the greatest writer...

Pigeon Cove, MA 1948 Above, the sky, remote and pure, Below, the earth, steadfast and sure. Between the two, the...

  I knew her when I could be called a youth And life had not uncovered certain truths Apparent to...

(All poetry by Bruce Dale Wise) The Children's Crusade Amendment II of the US Constitution: A well-regulated Militia, being necessary...

Leatherneck, you’re still my childhood hero With tales of firing flack at Jap Zeroes— After training camp in San Diego,...

  Young people go marching, the boys and the girls, They’re thinking like once we did, they’ll change the world....

    He pressed a rounded stone into my hand. He said, "Take care of this," and turned away To...

  I know why the red rose weeps Why she hides her tears in dew As the summer breezes sweep...

  The Society of Classical Poets is reviving poetry with rhyme and meter and the response has been widespread and...

April Fools Easter: April 1, 2018 In dark Gethsemane I was betrayed By Judas’ kiss. I was arrested, tried, Found...

(All poetry by Bruce Dale Wise)   On Secretaries of State: Falling from Grace by Brice U. Lawseed Across the...

. . The Sun The face above that shone below From space to hover, cast a glow And warmth afforded...

Miles hastatus (spearman) of the Legio Decima Fretensis, stationed in Roman Judaea, A.D. 33 Vere, filius Dei erat iste. —Roman...

This Collar, Blue My elbows leak with grease And all my toes are laid with steel I'm rough of neck...

See the Music Mysterious the inner eye that hears the dancers flying by across the stage in grand jete' as woodwind, horn...

About the Lady Godiva and her famed naked ride through Coventry Once in the town of Coventry, Leofric Earl had...

A tribe of trolls escaped their cage! Now rabid wrath and rancor rage. Hurling hurt from hidden hellholes (most notably,...

by Jane Blanchard George Herbert was born into a well-to-do and well-doing family of Montgomery, Wales, in 1593. When he...

The Fall Now, if you’re sitting comf’tably, then listen to my ballad; it is a Summer evening tale of pizza...

In garret lofts poor artists have quite often painted women bathing, combing hair inside a nearby mirror… __________________________Your eyes soften,...

  The Maid of Orleans A villanelle on Joan of Arc As I gazed at the flames of the fire...

  in the woods, I stop in twilight dim … as spring throws off the evening’s hoarfrost coat midst groaning...

By Amy Foreman A cold and rainy afternoon recently gave rise to this little idea of a poem-puzzle.  I challenged...

Winter’s Nocturn       When angles of the sun are shining low, Intuition tells us we must sleep. Nocturnal...

Statues A Villanelle Two Buddhas now a lost reality, A crowd chants loudly near a pile of stone; Across the...

  The wisest poem ever Was written by my daughter, Although I’ve never known her To be much of a...

For Bill Horn Send up on wings of blood our fathers’ cry, Though the unhearing dead brook not your sound,...

At night I hear Prokofiev and Liszt and dream of playing baby grands as sly Euterpe lures me towards the...

Theological But there’s a God, white-knuckled, jealous, His heart an anvil, and his mind a bomb. Take the crew of...

Sonnet I: Liu Haixiao Mr. Liu Haixiao (pronounced Leo High-shaow) is serving a 16-year prison sentence in Jilin Province, China,...

A rhupunt A modern place that maintains grace a safer place for all who come The airplanes fly the city...

I. As clear blue symbols dance before my eyes, And I lie still, my head upon the ground, Each part...

  You Decide Some know me as Destiny, The weaver of the cloth of Time. Although my looms are never...