Chicken Soup is good for a coldSleep is good for the FluWhen I get a case of the FearsWhat is a person to do?It is not bacteriaAlthough it can eat away my soulIt is not a virusYet, it can keep me from feeling wholeI know what will do the trick,What... Read More
The Epic Poem:A Death in Cajamarca, Peru [Atahualpa, in Cajamarca]Advance: This is a version, not a translation of any kind, on the incarceration and death of Atahualpa the Inca King of the Inca Empire, in the 16th century (Peru).Atahualpa, enduring in Cajamarca Greeted by De Soto, his free friend from... Read More
I wish we had met 20 years ago... A different place, a different time when I actually had a chance for you to be mine...Although we cannot change what brought us together today, I don't know why it is so hard for me to think about walking away...From you and... Read More
I'm not well. Can't you tell? Kinda low, so, give me a dose of laughter.Mirth will heal my every ill and give me rest from my distress. Now, give me a dose of laughter.Glee can revive, keep me alive and give me chance to happy dance. So, give me... Read More
If a happiness poem could bring forth a smile, Then my face would always dress in style.If my ears could hear my computer screen, From one to another, they, too, would grin.My keyboard types for my eyes not my tongue This happiness poem will never be sung.But what of my... Read More
There I sat, ninety-five degree weatherOutside; the bookstore café, was cool.An Old Timer stood by me, explaining:"There were two-hundred of us on the Island,Near North Korea, back in '52-We guarded 16,000-prisners?"All of a sudden, all hell broke looseThree-hundred North Koreans cameOver the bob-wired fence, in pursuit"It all happened in a... Read More
Hammers. Timbers. Iron. Steel.They're laying down a mighty keel.As ant-like workers scurry roundI hear a truly riveting sound.And as she rises midst the swarmI see the beauty of her form.(He has no soul who cannot seeHow I am forced to call her "she".)And then, 'a sudden, she's a ship!She waltzes... Read More
War bombs may explode demolishing man and land. Hurricanes may devastate and leave us entirely bare. Earthquakes may devour and swallow up old landmarks. But nothing is as destructive as a world that doesn't care.Smog may be an atrocious bother in our daily living. We all suffer significantly from pollution... Read More
AFRICA (to africans in diaspora)africa here i come, africa africa of the black soul the soul of an ancient culture the culture of your timid tribes.its your voice i hear africa your voice of the talking drums your beaded drums and the royal trumpeter the metal gong... Read More
A poetic comment that just welled up inside my head ? why cant we just do something ? before many more are dead?How pious those politicians are, When up there on T.V. Saying that, all the things they do, They do for you and me.I don't remember requesting weapons, Or... Read More
To many people contemporary poetry is a turn-off. The reason for this is that the majority of these poems are boring. They are so because they fail to enable people to identify with them. The bulk of modern poetry is no longer about reader identification but about information transfer, information... Read More
Old skin, once held tight Against her skeleton- Rose no more, just draped Loosely over unpadded flesh; Un-tightened muscles, and tissue, Lost its courage, no-fortitude-, Gone are the days and years That stood against the Indomitable elements; The skeleton, now a landmark Hidden under flesh and blood Guts... Read More
"To My Dear and Loving Husband" was written by America's first female poet, the Puritan, Anne Bradstreet. In fact, Anne Bradstreet is one of only a handful of female American poets during the first 200 years of America's history. After Bradstreet, one can list only Phillis Wheatley, the 18th century... Read More
Amy King's first full-length collection, Antidotes for an Alibi, insists that we examine the deceptive clarity of our actions and the goals that motivate us. How does one actually get from "A" to "B"-and is there ever really a "B"? What color is the white space between "A" and "B"?... Read More
[Episode Five]Arizona Blue-GunfighterThe Wolves Nest-in the North[Episode Five]Northern Minnesota Area?Winter of 1877Chapter One of Seven: The NorthThe area was known as Pigs Eye [St. Paul, Minnesota]; Northfield was a little more notorious since Jessie James robbed the 1st National Bank, in September of last year, and more to the West.... Read More
Writing Poetry for TomorrowWhat does a man need to be a poet, or tomorrow's literary giant? Questions many a student has asked, from Harvard all the way to the community college in one's hometown. What is the answer? Well, I can give you mine, and I'm sure if you asked... Read More
Asha of DarfurCry, cry-oh little Darfur woman For your sister Janjaweed- [in Sudan's merciless region-who was raped to death); Where rape and death run ramped;And Asha prays the Arabs don't' hear Here sobbing little black tears? ?in fear she will be chained to a bedIn Darfur, by the insidious justice... Read More
Ah! Leave the gold, wealth and landSays the Inca King?; In Spain, they leave the bustling streets, For sail to Peruvian shores;The murmur of the gold is sweet,It glows and glistens like the sun A mountain of gold, or the grave Awaits the human, Inca-god?!Spaniards sing their songs of victoryWhere... Read More
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Chicken Soup is good for a coldSleep is good for... Read More
The Epic Poem:A Death in Cajamarca, Peru [Atahualpa, in Cajamarca]Advance:... Read More
I wish we had met 20 years ago... A different... Read More
I'm not well. Can't you tell? Kinda low, so,... Read More
If a happiness poem could bring forth a smile, Then... Read More
There I sat, ninety-five degree weatherOutside; the bookstore café, was... Read More
Hammers. Timbers. Iron. Steel.They're laying down a mighty keel.As ant-like... Read More
War bombs may explode demolishing man and land. Hurricanes may... Read More
AFRICA (to africans in diaspora)africa here i come, africa africa... Read More
A poetic comment that just welled up inside my head... Read More
To many people contemporary poetry is a turn-off. The reason... Read More
Old skin, once held tight Against her skeleton- Rose no... Read More
"To My Dear and Loving Husband" was written by America's... Read More
Amy King's first full-length collection, Antidotes for an Alibi, insists... Read More
[Episode Five]Arizona Blue-GunfighterThe Wolves Nest-in the North[Episode Five]Northern Minnesota Area?Winter... Read More
Writing Poetry for TomorrowWhat does a man need to be... Read More
Asha of DarfurCry, cry-oh little Darfur woman For your sister... Read More
Ah! Leave the gold, wealth and landSays the Inca King?;... Read More
Like a cat I slumber, blissfully unencumbered, Through eighty per... Read More
There are many times I set up barriers and walls,... Read More
"Beautiful Dreamer" was written by Stephen Foster just before his... Read More
You are to me my lifeline my security. That scares... Read More
Have you ever sat there staring at the paper, ready... Read More
Charlotte Bronte (1816 ?1855) Novelist and Poet.Charlotte was the daughter... Read More
I WANTED TO SAY IT WITH A BUNCH OF FLOWERS... Read More
Black Blood, in Jeremiah's Vines [A Dream Poem]And I heard... Read More
now is not the time to open open that great... Read More
Blind DesignsBorn today, gone tomorrow Like a butterfly with no... Read More
In early fall, in Minnesota, the rain falls, falls, In... Read More
Burning Autumn Leaves [1950s in St. Paul, Minnesota]My long steel... Read More
Amy King Antidotes for an Alibi BlazeVox Books ISBN 0-9759227-5-0... Read More
YOU MIGHT THINK I AM STRONGI THINK YOU GOT IT... Read More
Cesar Vallejo: Black RosesBow down your head ol' poet- To... Read More
Chicken Soup is good for a coldSleep is good for... Read More
The Epic Poem:A Death in Cajamarca, Peru [Atahualpa, in Cajamarca]Advance:... Read More
I wish we had met 20 years ago... A different... Read More
I'm not well. Can't you tell? Kinda low, so,... Read More
If a happiness poem could bring forth a smile, Then... Read More
There I sat, ninety-five degree weatherOutside; the bookstore café, was... Read More
Hammers. Timbers. Iron. Steel.They're laying down a mighty keel.As ant-like... Read More
War bombs may explode demolishing man and land. Hurricanes may... Read More
AFRICA (to africans in diaspora)africa here i come, africa africa... Read More
A poetic comment that just welled up inside my head... Read More
To many people contemporary poetry is a turn-off. The reason... Read More
Old skin, once held tight Against her skeleton- Rose no... Read More
"To My Dear and Loving Husband" was written by America's... Read More
Amy King's first full-length collection, Antidotes for an Alibi, insists... Read More
[Episode Five]Arizona Blue-GunfighterThe Wolves Nest-in the North[Episode Five]Northern Minnesota Area?Winter... Read More
Writing Poetry for TomorrowWhat does a man need to be... Read More
Asha of DarfurCry, cry-oh little Darfur woman For your sister... Read More
Ah! Leave the gold, wealth and landSays the Inca King?;... Read More
Like a cat I slumber, blissfully unencumbered, Through eighty per... Read More
There are many times I set up barriers and walls,... Read More
"Beautiful Dreamer" was written by Stephen Foster just before his... Read More
You are to me my lifeline my security. That scares... Read More
Have you ever sat there staring at the paper, ready... Read More
Charlotte Bronte (1816 ?1855) Novelist and Poet.Charlotte was the daughter... Read More
I WANTED TO SAY IT WITH A BUNCH OF FLOWERS... Read More
Black Blood, in Jeremiah's Vines [A Dream Poem]And I heard... Read More
now is not the time to open open that great... Read More
Blind DesignsBorn today, gone tomorrow Like a butterfly with no... Read More
In early fall, in Minnesota, the rain falls, falls, In... Read More
Burning Autumn Leaves [1950s in St. Paul, Minnesota]My long steel... Read More
Amy King Antidotes for an Alibi BlazeVox Books ISBN 0-9759227-5-0... Read More
YOU MIGHT THINK I AM STRONGI THINK YOU GOT IT... Read More
Cesar Vallejo: Black RosesBow down your head ol' poet- To... Read More
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