Poems About: BALLAD

AS oftentimes the too resplendent sun
Hurries the pallid and reluctant moon
Back to her sombre cave, ere she hath won
A single ballad from the nightingale,
So doth thy Beauty make my lips to fail,
And all my sweetest singing out of tune. read more »

The poem of life
may rhyme or may not
it's put out in stanzas -
whatever you've got. read more »

Atmosphere full of fear
Hard to feel the heat of tear
Heart of the sea turns into steel
That dream is only so real read more »

Me and the boys sat around the old wooden table
With a deck of cards,
Glasses of beer and a cool breeze.
We played gin while we told each other fable after fable read more »

No man hath dared to write this thing as yet,
And yet I know, how that the souls of all men great
At times pass athrough us,
And we are melted into them, and are not read more »

EACH small gleam was a voice
-A lantern voice-
In little songs of carmine, violet, green, gold.
A chorus of colors came over the water; read more »

Many look on what constitutes freedom one might say differently
What seems free to you may not seem free to me
To be ruled by your own people to you as freedom does count
But in the true meaning of freedom that to little amount. read more »

The mighty wings of the chosen
The mighty dragons long forgotten
Above all creatures do they tower
There lies within them limitless power read more »

Cornell, most succinct,
has recorded a hoard
of birds now extinct.
What we can’t afford read more »

Modern poets and modern poetry seem far too complex to understand
For such as I a common labourer from the boglands of Ireland
Though whether it be good or not so it is not for me to say
As I'm not a poetry critic and so I'll keep my tongue at bay. read more »

He was a major writer of his time
John Masefield he penned long stories in rhyme
It can be said of him he was a great
His legacy the genius he did create. read more »

If you could feel my words they'd touch you softly,
Like my hand grazing your cheek, warming your heart,
And sending you comfort and peace.
If you could hear my fingers tapping nimbly read more »