John May

Rookie - 0 Points (June 24th,1971 / New Jersey)

John May Poems

1. When Sadness Has My Soul Distraught 9/26/2012
2. The Trenches 9/26/2012
3. Barcelona 9/26/2012
4. On Jagged Heights 9/26/2012
5. Weakness 9/26/2012
6. Sleep 9/26/2012
7. Enough O World 9/26/2012
8. End Time 9/26/2012
9. Dream-State 9/26/2012
10. The Secret 9/26/2012
11. My Helen 9/26/2012
12. Another Arab Spring 9/26/2012
13. Sorrow 9/26/2012
14. Bless The Rain 9/26/2012
15. Of A Mute 9/26/2012
16. When I Depart 9/26/2012
17. Of A Poetess 9/26/2012
18. Uplifted 9/26/2012
19. Out From Concord 9/26/2012
20. Søren's Counsel 9/26/2012
21. Birth 9/26/2012
22. The Poet 9/26/2012
23. Touch The Sky 9/26/2012
24. Poetic Fragment (Incomplete) 9/26/2012
25. Ἑλένη 9/26/2012
26. Yonder Ridge 9/26/2012
27. Love Unrequited 9/26/2012
28. There's... 9/26/2012
29. To The Mosquito 9/26/2012
30. Her Uncommon Measure 9/26/2012
31. Composed In July Of 2010 9/26/2012
32. Moonlight 9/26/2012
33. He Reigns 9/26/2012
34. Solomon's Peace 9/26/2012
35. Killing Bees 9/26/2012
36. Eyjafjallajokull 9/26/2012
37. The Lilies 9/26/2012
38. Αλήθεια & Ομορφιά 9/26/2012
39. Autumn Tree 9/26/2012
40. Perdition 9/26/2012
Best Poem of John May

Spring

Because the morning sun is gold
Because the smell of loam is bold
Because there's warmth within the cold
I know that I am Spring

Because the aspen boasts her leaves
Because upon me warm air cleaves
Because the red squirrel ‘round me weaves
I know that I am Spring

Because the zenith sun's aflame
Because the lake is clear and tame
Because the larkspur knows my name
I know that I am Spring

Because the crows above have scoffed
Because the dragonfly's aloft
Because the mossy rocks are soft
I know that I am Spring

Because the twilight ...

Read the full of Spring

The Trenches

They held with horrid hell their lines
Til shells dispelled their noxious fumes
Then through the labyrinth there fell
A myriad to Earth's gray womb

A thousand summers ere that day
Those fruitful fields were green and bloom
What once were luscious, lovely plains
Are now a wasteland and a tomb

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