Sparks from nearby campfires Might be stars of paradise Glimpsed through twilight’s window Too briefly for surmise Of their height...

He looked all around him and saw monuments so vast Built with good intentions to endure and hold steadfast Awesome...

  Bounty When apples hang untouched on branches’ bottom, Or beans lie grounded, neither grown nor dead, Or bulbs down-nestle...

  The Persecution of Falun Gong I. Meditating group One clear crisp day at Shanghai In earth’s sunny loop II....

  The pendulum o' th' old grandfather clock goes back and forth, and forth and back, and back and forth,...

  Ode to Matters of Fact The best advice I've ever read -- if you don't breathe you'll soon be...

It spreads like wildfire when you give a smile. At first you won’t really notice at all, But if you...

By Clinton Van Inman Editors who reject classical styles of poetry in submissions usually respond with, “I hate meter, rhythm...

  An English Autumn’s Coming Indoors, a crisp leaf skates on smooth floorboards, gunned by silent puffs from our gapped...

  You came to life from dreams and thoughts and whispers. You were told and you were – forever true....

Beyond the skies is universal eternity. Nebulous ghosts of dust float around In the black hole of space. A night...

Revised October 18, 2021 A Psalm of Christmas What the heart of the young activist said to the psalmist by...

In darkness, in the mantling of the night, When Earth is calm, and troubling noises cease, I turn with wonder-looking...

  In the Play Pit As Cameron stands, cap in hand, The jailers of New Middleland Keep a straight face...

Here is a blonde-marked maple tree: Stands by the road so stolidly While mourners make their floral shrines And in...

  I look upon how much people suffer Wishing Bian Que and Hua Tuo* were now here Predestiny links us...

Whether if my promise be known or not, Of which I spoke when lying on this spot, The weeds have...

Those Catskill Mountain Climbs I've walked from Ayers rock to Sydney I've seen all those majestic sites I've beheld the...

I Think Therefore “I think,” said Descartes, “and therefore I am.” declared many years ago, way before spam. It predated...

A Sonnet Saluting Lady Snow Snow is a rainfall in frozen repose; Rainbow rich in hues, delicate its shape After...

A godly painting held over their heads As they process through a street in Florence, Each face is free from...

“He strove to resuscitate the dead art/Of poetry; to maintain "the sublime"/In the old sense. Wrong from the start  …”...

I Pray It’s Not Too Late I’ve walked in the eye of a hurricane Safe between its walls of rain...

Where lightness finds the passage through the dark the thoroughfare of dimness, where we’ll soar about the sun undone, unborn...

—a sonnet of differing with Keats Behold this naked truth, and say not Beauty: a body splayed, nailed cruelly to...

Wake to this dawn like no day before you. Rise to this morning like no other morn. Night is now...

Clouds skip away from the full shine of the full moon The palace is lit up The maestro lifts his...

April 2013 The snow has thawed; it's Spring again Crickets sing to the beat of rain The sky is dark,...

Faery Dust Anarchy With winds awhistling through the trees and air sprites dancing on the breeze, you'll hear the pipes...

The Preface to the Poems Composed at the Orchid Pavilion is the most famous Chinese calligraphy work of Wang Xizhi,...

The Artist's Statement on Horses: I have always believed that nature lends itself to man. The horse has contributed more...

From Dante, to Beatrice In your father’s garden we first met, a pair in exile, two children playing without a...

He's placed dramatically center stage by Benjamin West—Benjamin Franklin. His gray hair flies. He's getting on in age. Electricity coming...

(Minghui.org) Ms. Fu Ying, a Falun Gong practitioner and gifted poet from Liaoning Province, was recently illegally arrested by police...

One night-crawler out on this sparkling court, Dried-up and shriveled, overdone, not red, Neglected to take heed, or to report...

Click here for more riddles I. My mirror image never is that far, I have five different points just like...

They aren’t mine, these flabby folds of flesh. I have no clue why they have chosen me As target of...

The lake cradles symmetries of spring trees. The sky scries the membrane of wide waters: unseen breezes, like me, are...