Poems About: EPIC

Awake Once Again,
To A World of Sin.
And A Life of Strife.
Wishing To Only Be Held By You. read more »

KLOPSTOCK would lead us away from Pindus; no longer for laurel
May we be eager--the homely acorn alone must content us;
Yet he himself his more-than-epic crusade is conducting
High on Golgotha's summit, that foreign gods he may honour! read more »

stranger, and in my heart her homeland... read more »

The Phantom stalks these many halls
The tunnels and the many rooms here
His distorted features hidden from sight
And he will not come too near read more »

Mankind’s time on Earth is like the “blink of an eye”
Measured against our Creator who Rules from On High.
What have we achieved during our time on Earth
If not for our Poetry, till our Death from our Birth? read more »

Beneath Zeus-dappled sky, a product of the gods,
we melt into Greek ambiguity.
Slowly, spinning, with our backs to the world and
love-potioned Aphrodite caught in our eyes, read more »

The shredding sound of the thunder
cuts through a suppled-bone bit,
of a fighter's howling swing
a holied sword pierces read more »

HERE at the country inn,
I lie in my quiet bed,
And the ardent onrush of armies
Throbs and throbs in my head. read more »

Not for the love of women toil we, we of the craft,
Not for the people's praise;
Only because our goddess made us her own and laughed,
Claiming us all our days, read more »

'May I take your hand and hold it in mine? '
'As long as you never let go.'

The words shattered his spine. read more »

He spread the fields of his life
To be furrowed
By the plows of time. read more »

What know we of the dead, who say these things,
Or of the life in death below the mould--
What of the mystic laws that rule the old
Grey realms beyond our poor imaginings read more »