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A series of poems written during 2015.

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Chapbook of poems made in past few months. Randomly selected. I hope that you would enjoy in them. Cheers.

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A fantasy fiction, based on the legend about dr. Faust.

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THE SONNET Give those Immortals who’ve become swollen With pride, the benefit of the doubt, ‘Twas through their doings that they have fallen, This is what their sojourn was e’er about. Yearnings of going back to their own sphere, Within themselves intensely they’ve carried, Ad infinitum bound to interfere, In human affairs for’er stay buried. Tho’ longing for their abode o’er cloud nine, Anacamptic sound of harps in their hearts, They can’t evade it, but must lay supine, Unable to outsmart the Cupid’s darts. Knowing not what picking up this cherry Entails, they moan: Enjoy life, be merry! Meph ...

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Edmund Spenser (1552?-1599) was an English Renaissance poet often considered to be the foremost poet of his time by many of his contemporaries. His early career, much like Virgil's, was spent writing pastoral and elegiac verse, but The Faerie Queene is his masterpiece, an unfinished allegorical epic intended to depict Aristotle's twelve moral virtues (twelve also being the number of books subsequently divided into twelve cantos for a proper epic), though he was only able to finish six. The poem is written entirely in what has come to be known as the Spenserian stanza: nine lines, eight of iambic pentameter followed by one of iambic hexameter rhyming ababbcbcc. The fairy queen, Gloriana, represents the glory of heaven and Queen Elizabeth I simultaneously. She is holding her twelve-day feast, each day of which the adventures in the twelve books were to take place, though in keeping with the epic tradition the first book does not begin at the beginning of the first day, but in medias res with the Red Cross Knight already on his adventure. Subsequently each book is meant to portray—in the embodiment of its corresponding knight—one of th...

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I Lo! I the man, whose Muse whylome did maske, As time her taught, in lowly shephards weeds, Am now enforst, a farre unfitter taske, For trumpets sterne to chaunge mine oaten reeds, And sing of knights and ladies gentle deeds; Whose praises having slept in silence long, Me, all too meane, the sacred Muse areeds To blazon broade emongst her learned throng: Fierce warres and faithfull loves shall moralize my song. II Helpe then, O holy virgin, chiefe of nyne, Thy weaker novice to performe thy will; Lay forth out of thine everlasting scryne The antique rolles, which there lye hidden still, Of Faerie knights, and fayrest Tanaquill, Whom that most noble Briton Prince so long Sought through the world, and suffered so much ill, That I must rue his undeserved wrong: O helpe thou my weake wit, and sharpen my dull tong. III And thou, most dreaded impe of highest Jove. Faire Venus sonne, that with thy cruell dart At that good knight so cunningly didst rove, That glorious fire it kindled in his hart, Lay now thy deadly heben bowe apart, And with thy mother mylde come to mine ayde: Come both, and with you bring tri...

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Introduction THE FAERIE QUEENE Commendatory Verses Dedicatory Sonnets Book I: The Legend of the Knight of the Red Crosse Canto I Canto II Canto III Canto IV Canto V Canto VI Canto VII Canto VIII Canto IX Canto X Canto XI Canto XII Book II: The Legend of Sir Guyon Canto I Canto II Canto III Canto IV Canto V Canto VI Canto VII Canto VIII Canto IX Canto X Canto XI Canto XII Book III: The Legend of Britomartis Canto I Canto II Canto III Canto IV Canto V Canto VI Canto VII Canto VIII Canto IX Canto X Canto XI Canto XII Book IV: The Legend of Cambel and Triamond Canto I Canto II Canto III Canto IV Canto V Canto VI Canto VII Canto VIII Canto IX Canto X Canto XI Canto XII Book V: The Legend of Artegall Canto I Canto II Canto III Canto IV Canto V Canto VI Canto VII Canto VIII Canto IX Canto X Canto XI Canto XII Book VI: The Legend of Sir Calidore Canto I Canto II Canto III Canto IV Canto V Canto VI Canto VII Canto VIII Canto IX Canto X Canto XI Canto XII Book VII: Two Cantos of Mutabilitie Canto VI Canto VII Canto VIII About the Editor Also from William Ra...

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Complex are the ways of life. Difficult it is to describe them in Black & White. Emotions are many; Words are few. And those who know them are far and few Life is a book of poems; And this is mine. Beautiful or ugly, you determine. ...

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Standing frail, she diffused her smell far and wide. Not a man who was not attracted to this beauty of fairies. Not a man who didn’t wish to appropriate her for self. But her misty eyes were still poignant for love. For which vulnerability, the men staged duals a plenty. Yet she remained Virgin, for none had the limbs enough. The luxury of choice she didn't have, But her heart plotted a rebel nevertheless. An evening clouded the Sun of the West. When the sounds of prayer were sent in the air with smell. But the dog the men are, they heard only smell. And she remained Virgin, for none had the ears enough. In the morning of the sun after an endless night of hope. She dreamt of a prince of valor, chivalry and a lovely soul. He came to rescue her from the grip of darkness. And embraced her in his arms with love and dearness. Alas! Her dream broke for it was a day-dream in the Sun. And she remained Virgin, for had she not the eyes enough. . Never did she like the shabby wires inside her head. And gave all credit to her heart, eyes, face and smell. Finally, she turned to her mind in despair for help. And the a...

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Virgin No More Love with the Night The Rain Desert Climb Up the Ladder I Met Her He Was Walking In Search of the One The Last Train The Dividing Line | The Seashore ...

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Water color landscapes depicting the beauty of the village of Ravnogor and Rhodope Mountains, Bulgaria, where it is located. The landscapes were painted "alla prima" from nature by the author Marlena Yurukova during her stays in Ravnogor and her wanderings in its surroundings in the time from 1985 to 2015. Short three-line verses that fin in with the aquarelles add to conveying the impression of the natural beauty of this place....

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The village is high. If you grow up, you will see it. *** Life is a puzzle, and we at its end question marks. *** Summer rain- splashes of blessing from Heaven. *** Autumn near Ravnogor- thefog tousled the forest, it looks like a witch now. ...

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Poems by Jan De Raeymaeker

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The Butt --------- Don't forget the butt Do you feel sorry for it? Shake your head sadly at its down-trodden looks So abused, now frayed and thrown away But observe the lipstick on its collar It has felt the embrace of a woman Or some painted lips Has been ignited: set on fire with desire Has been loved – however briefly Has been longingly handled, touched: caressed Sucked on wantonly Pulled into a heaving chest It lies now, not looking the best: broken Its core crudely, publicly, exposed Its heart torn open Used and tarred, then discarded Look at that butt Feel your pity But remind yourself It has known more life and love than most in this city ...

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TABLE OF CONTENTS Car conch 5 Canal, early morning 6 Wind and demon 7 The Butt 8 Playthings 9 History 11 Wet drive 12 Silhouette street 13 Hug 14 The key 15 Steeple 16 Love sleeps 17 Rush 18 Lost scobe 20 A miracle at Michaels 21 Delusion 22 Searching for words 23 Mawes 24 This face 25 She puzzled 26 Finding his fun 27 Olive 29 Street-sweeper 30 Fire waking 31 Collectables 32 Beating my boundaries 33 Coffee quiff 34 Bite 35 The sparkling raspberry 36 In search of sin 37 Beautiful Slant 38 Burning morning 39 Wait at the Tate 40 Stifled life 41 Knee pop 42 Miserable weather 43 Mate of fate 44 Old Dublin anew 45 A ma 47 Dublin city marathon 48 ...

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Poems by Jan De Raeymaeker

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Sound me ---------- Sound me. Am I not round in your mouth? Do I split your lips? Make you spit? Do I make you bite your tongue? Push the syllables out wrongly? Do I make you gnash? Tangle you in a toothed trap? Sound me. I am round in your mouth. I make yours’ open with a pout. Make you lovingly form me And long to breathe me out. ...

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Dank 5 Me enemy 6 Stones far from home 8 Machine cleaned 9 Insightful incite 10 Around the Park 12 God bless 13 Sound me 14 Seamus 15 Cackle 16 Madcap and Dove 17 Drifting off 18 Dis Deus 19 Donegal 20 Abandon God 21 Earlsfort and Irish 22 Not good enough 23 Burnt Dahlias 24 Straight 25 Fight to be Me 26 An end 27 On yer bike 28 Functional family 29 Spit 30 Mobile’s cry 31 Pot-bellied Percy 32 Sixteen years 33 Northside lights 35 The pup 36 The covering 37 Lecher 38 Hock 40 Conjoined sugar 41 Poorness 42 The Crowd 43 Bodlian weed 45 Tortoise shell 46 First to go 47 The end of the line 48 Witness to a Trip 49 ...

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Poems from 1977 - 2012

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Part 1 - A Lifetime Part 2 - The Seasons Part 3 - The Months Part 4 - The Hours Part 5 - The Minutes Part 6 - The Seconds

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A modernized translation of Chaucer's selected shorter poems, retaining as much of Chaucer's diction and rhymes as possible.

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Truth Nobleness Lack of Steadfastness To Rosamund Fickleness Merciless Beauty

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Selected Poems from Dante's verse.

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‘Guido, i’ vorrei che tu e Lapo ed io’ Guido, I wish that Lapo, you, and I, ‘Voi che savete ragionar d’Amore’ You who know the languages of Love, ‘Io son venuto al punto de la rota’ I have reached that point of the circuit ‘Al poco giorno e al gran cerchio d’ombra’ - Sestina I have come, alas, to the great circle of shadow, ‘Amor, tu vedi ben che questa donna’ – Double Sestina Love you may see how truly this lady ‘Così nel mio parlar voglio esser aspro’ I wish my speech to be as harsh ‘A ciascun’alma presa e gentil core’ To every single gentle heart and loving, ‘Spesse fiate vegnonmi a la mente’ Frequently I muse within my mind ‘Amore e ‘l cor gentil sono una cosa’ Love and the gentle heart are one thing, ‘Io mi senti’ svegliar dentro a lo core’ Within my heart I felt the sudden stir ‘Gentil pensero che parla di vui’ There is a gentle thought that often springs ‘Di donne io vidi una gentile schiera’ Of ladies I saw a noble gathering, ‘Onde venite voi così pensose?’ Where are you coming from so pensively? ‘De gli occhi de la mia donna si move’ From my lady’s eyes there glows ‘Ne le man vostre, gentil donna...

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Poems original written (but not submitted) for the Waitrose Year of Poetry competition.

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These are a collection of poems compiled by the author, Florentin Smarandache.

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Poems written between 2013 and 2015 all of which have between 4 and 14 lines.

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A set of eight line poems written over a period of thirteen months.

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Poems with a specific layout on the page or an associated graphic.

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This is a booklet of poems in three languages: English, Urdu and French

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This book of poetry was first published in 1990

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"Tobu O Bristi Asuq" (Let There Be Rain) is a collection of 41 poems of variegated tastes and flavor mostly of personal trend and characteristics by Shafiqul Islam a young poet of great erudition bestowed with an attractive poetic vein. -Prof. A.Noor...

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Let the rain fall In the desert of conscience May the humanity bloom there Alike flower. And the world and evils of mind Be purified. (Poem: Thirst for Rain)...