Usman Dewan Poems
Was In My Dream
dad latches on when he catches
my eyes like life preservers
and i'd love to go play a game of pool
but i'm afraid of him knowing me
when i haven't ventured, that's a typical word,
went to... more
Poet: Mike Melanson rating:  Kaleidoscope
A word
A wisp
A cylinder
In which to view her frame
I wish
That I
Could fill in her
The wonder of your name
Can things that crawl
Be seen at all
By stars that dot the sky?
Will... more
Poet: Gregory James rating: Lying Broken Still
my name lies like limp petals constantly wilting
until your lips color it shades of sweet red
i cant stop the shivers crawling up and down my spine,
when you say it,
little trickling kisses that... more
Poet: Wendy Geal rating: To Jane
The keen stars were twinkling,
And the fair moon was rising among them,
Dear Jane.
The guitar was tinkling,
But the notes were not sweet till you sung them
Again.
As the moon's soft... more
Poet: Bysshe Shelley rating: Bereavement
Crying tears
Of solemn thought
drip
drop
the pain
it hurts
the sadness, the grief
come back,
my Love!
arise from
your mahogany bed!
Embrace me
stiffened cold
I love you!... more
Poet: Melina Raven Maness Diebold rating: Infinity
Some say that one plus one equals two
But they must not have met us
I am one
As you are one
But together we do not make two
Together,
You and I
Make infinity
One plus one?
Eternity.
Poet: Jasna Todorovic rating: Collaborative Cento
When all the world conspires to praise her
A woman of bronze unhappy
Sleep, sleep
The night coming upon
A blue bird ripped
to a ragged geometry,
Broken
by the wing, calculating winds set... more
Poet: Uriel Tovar rating: In Box
beautiful boxes are ten for a penny;
i will plaster my box in shame
and all the wicked things i've ever thought,
the ones that make you sick inside
and cold and cruel, and in my box
i will... more
Poet: Charlotte Reinbold rating: Love Is All Box And No Cornflakes
Now that we both know
the
opposite sex
is grief's retail outlet -
And you won't spit on my
grave,
in case something grows -
Now that I've taken the fly off my
neck
I wore when I... more
Poet: Elas Giordano rating: In A Sea Of You
each urgent breath rolls round my
nautilus curves, sailing so inward and
hooking me along your shoreless
tranquil waves never- ending
they fade me out
the whole sea of you and the striking... more
Poet: Wendy Geal rating:
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