Paul Hartal


Paul Hartal Poems

281. Three Miniatures In Fast Verse 10/12/2011
282. Time's Arrow Arrested 10/6/2011
283. Tired Light 10/7/2011
284. To A Raindrop 10/6/2011
285. Train And Plane 10/6/2011
286. Travel In A Box Car Of The Fuehrer 10/25/2011
287. Triumphal Arch 2/12/2013
288. Truth And Consensus 2/16/2014
289. Truth And Experience 2/26/2015
290. Truth And Poetry 2/20/2015
291. Two Sphinxes 10/6/2011
292. Unruly Dragon In Porcelain Equilibrium 6/13/2012
293. Until We Meet Again 10/5/2011
294. Using Art And Science 10/7/2011
295. Valentine's Day 10/1/2011
296. Valium 2/14/2014
297. Vanilla Gate 10/12/2011
298. Venus And Candor 9/29/2011
299. Vernacular Painting 3/14/2013
300. Viceroy And Monarch 11/8/2014
301. Voyage Around The Square Root Of Minus One 6/18/2012
302. War Memories With Acrostic 6/27/2012
303. Weeds And Hyacinths 10/1/2011
304. What Dante Told Me 12/5/2012
305. What Is Love? 12/22/2012
306. When Is A Painting Finished? 11/26/2011
307. When Will The Messiah Come? 10/17/2014
308. Where Do Circles Grow? 10/16/2014
309. Which Comes First? 5/4/2015
310. Whispering Forest 10/2/2011
311. Whose Life Is Worth More? 5/20/2012
312. Why Tears My Love? 10/8/2011
313. Why The Snow Melts 10/12/2012
314. Woman With Train 10/1/2011
315. Women Change, But Men Don'T? 2/23/2013
316. You Are Not The Wind 10/5/2011
317. You Must Be Strong 2/23/2014
Best Poem of Paul Hartal

Democracy Vs. Dictatorship

The kangaroo ordered an orange juice.
The crocodile preferred a cup of coffee.
Holding the Party Paper, Edition Zoo,
The hyena opted for his downy dream,
A white vanilla ice cream.

“The president is corrupt and wicked
And his whole bungling government,
Is reprobate and totally incompetent.
They should resign without delay”,
Said the kangaroo.

“Well, perhaps he exaggerated,
But as long ago Voltaire stated,
'I disagree with what you say,
But I will defend to the death your right
To say it’”, uttered the crocodile.

“Although it seems...

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Venus And Candor

Beauty is not truth
But a transient mask’s shadow
Across the foamy sky
Opaque flight
Separated from the blue fire bird
Of a convulsive life.

In dazzling charm
Narcissus may revel

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