A Strange and Sweet Unrest Awake forever with a sweet unrest . . .” —John Keats, “Bright Star” She...

Trees, Libraries, and Chinese Communism To wrap a ribbon round a UK tree And tie it into Chinese tyranny, Or...

“This foyer of the spirit is the seat of a sovereign.” - Anca Rosu The lyric lures release of thought,...

Ballad: Our Crew of Two When we set forth, the breeze blew fair, The sun shone balmy, warm. Our sheets...

Song of Ulysses For greatness and glory’s sake For all things rich and noble In proud ships tall let us...

  Old School I saw two women at a table in a small café Not making eye contact or talking,...

  “Tourist, see this stained beach in Tripoli Where one and twenty men were forced to kneel Ere cutting down...

Buyer’s Remorse How long are we allowed to close our eyes To who produces what our money buys? How can...

The "Greatest Show on Earth" Is Coming to a Close By Sirc de Budalewe The "Greatest Show on Earth" is...

My Goldfish Has an MFA Roundel for Gillian My goldfish has an MFA; I got official notice just today. Of...

  Walked the Mountain What shape is that, the mountain's brow? A glacier field, a glacier field! I walked to...

Rising above the silt and murky mud, Clean and pure is the small pink bud, Supported by a supple stem...

Shin-Rin-Yoku Forest Bathing You stand beneath this canopy of trees, surrender will, hold still.   You close your eyes and listen...

Pibroch of the Domhnall   By Joseph Charles MacKenzie Author’s Notes: § The refrains at the end of each stanza...

  Here is a riddle, a brain-teaser of sorts Rev up your noggin or the answer you’ll miss Mark. Set....

  Departure Like escaping through a siege, growing older       Hampers itself with hopes of return; So if, over your bare...

Fake News By Caud Sewer Bile Fake news is rather difficult to say just what it is. What's fake to...

  The Terrorists Tears feed the sweeping sands beneath their feet, And blood runs deep into the living ground. The...

  The gown and the date are set, caterers and florists I’ve met. The hall has been booked, no detail...

  The Desert We were flying in a desert, an oasis to drink dry. We gorged ourselves on date palms...

  We may hear some Bible phrase and laugh. __That book has no monopoly on ‘goods’. Some words clang, we...

By Dusty Grein Dating to the thirteenth century, the terza rima (Italian for "third rhyme") is a classic form of...

Water Music Just as white as a blanket of new-fallen snow Is the noise of a waterfall cresting a brim...

The Speaker Unaccustomed to Such Oratory Feats The speaker - unaccustomed to such oratory feats - cleared his throat, a...

By Evan Mantyk From The Iliad, Beowulf, and Shakespearean literature in the West to the Chinese Classic of Poetry, the...

  Color streams burst brightly in a flourish of elation, Each to soar and cover night's condoning, lofty, canvas –...

  Tapestry A Miltonian Sonnet The pattern on the underside confused By snarl and tangle, jumbled, twisting knot. Its warp...

  How Can You Feel Blue? How can you feel blue When you look toward the sky And see the...

For King Charles I of England On the day I asked for a second shirt So my people would not...

  There are no predators in the wood So deer run free who never could And hunting’s forbidden So deer...

  Holiday Horror: A True Story By Lucy Giardino Cortese Twas two weeks before Christmas And all through the house...

To Michael Dana Gioia* By Cal Wes Ubideer The Word within the World that articulates itself does not exist in...

  Unspoilt, unique, a soulful place Ancient oaks all around Scattered acorns sprouting shoots New life emerging from the ground...

. . On the Winter Solstice Winter Winter cold and crass Winter Winter old the grass Fast we go across...

  Scrabble-ism One night I was hangin’ with Len, Eating and watching t.v. All the pizza rolls gone, I then...

By Jane Blanchard On December 5, 1830, Christina Rossetti was born in London to an Italian-English mother married to an...

The first Society of Classical Poets sponsored "Rhyming Poetry Reading" was held at The Tea Garden in Middletown, New York,...

  To the Kurdish Women Soldiers With girlish smiles above costumes of war - you dance, sisters; stamp the pallid...

  Witches’ Brew Round and round the seven seas go, In the putrid poisons throw, Double, double toil and trouble,...

. T.M. Moore is a theologian, poet, and Principal of The Fellowship of Ailbe, a spiritual fellowship in the Celtic...