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1.
Howard Simon
The low lands call
I am tempted to answer
They are offering me a free dwelling
Without having to conquer
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2.
yoonoos peerbocus
Beautiful is the 'thank you'
Wrapped with gratitude,
Offered to peace prone people
Who offer what is real-themselves
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3.
Muzahidul Reza
Indoors by technology, outdoors by speedy transport
I travel the world
Today in Japan, tomorrow in Rome,
Next day by an ancient civilization or in Hawaii or Coast Ivory,
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4.
Muzahidul Reza
No earthquake, no thunder, no volcanic eruption
Or even there was not any of other natural calamities,
A sudden loud sound broke out all through the bush
With whizzing, shuddering, cracking, tearing, echoing,
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5.
Chinedu Dike
The Peace Warrior Of Mzansi, among heroes - a colossus!
Sun Of The Nation; A rare gift of Providence.
Once, entangled in the web of racist succubus;
Unruffled he declares before High Justice:
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6.
Howard Simon
Pounds of pain punctured my progress
Tons of trouble terminated my tranquility
Swarms of stress subtracted my substance
My heart exploded like a thousand thunders
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7.
yoonoos peerbocus
I came as tomorrow
Swaddled in unawareness
To your warm womb
Mother……
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8.
Dr. Antony Theodore
If you die before me
I would jump down into your grave
and hug you so innocently
that angels will become jealous.
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CLASSICAL POEMS
1.
Jacques Prevert
Rappelle-toi Barbara
Il pleuvait sans cesse sur Brest ce jour-là
Et tu marchais souriante
Épanouie ravie ruisselante
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2.
Richard Lovelace
TO AMARANTHA; THAT SHE WOULD DISHEVELL HER HAIRE.

I.
Amarantha sweet and faire,
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3.
Evie Shockley
you put this pen
in my hand and you
take the pen from you put this pen
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4.
Richard Lovelace
"Come, pretty birds, present your lays,
And learn to chaunt a goddess praise;
Ye wood-nymphs, let your voices be
Employ'd to serve her deity:
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5.
Robert William Service
If you had the choice of two women to wed,
(Though of course the idea is quite absurd)
And the first from her heels to her dainty head
Was charming in every sense of the word:
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6.
Emily Jane Brontë
A little while, a little while,
The weary task is put away,
And I can sing and I can smile,
Alike, while I have holiday.
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7.
Banjo Paterson
Long ago the Gladiators,
When the call to combat came,
Marching past the massed spectators,
Hailed the Emp'ror with acclaim!
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8.
Thomas Hardy
Between us now and here -
   Two thrown together
Who are not wont to wear
   Life's flushest feather -
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08 Mar, 2021 Today
POEM OF THE DAY
A Faery Song
i{Sung by the people of Faery over Diarmuid and Grania,}
i{in their bridal sleep under a Cromlech.}

WE who are old, old and gay,
O so old!
Thousands of years, thousands of years,
If all were told:
Give to these children, new from the world,
Silence and love;
And the long dew-dropping hours of the night,
And the stars above:
Give to these children, new from the world,
Rest far from men.
Is anything better, anything better?
Tell us it then:
Us who are old, old and gay,
O so old!
Thousands of years, thousands of years,
If all were told.
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POEM OF THE DAY - MODERN POEM
I Am Very Bothered
I am very bothered when I think
of the bad things I have done in my life.
Not least that time in the chemistry lab
when I held a pair of scissors by the blades
and played the handles
in the naked lilac flame of the Bunsen burner;
then called your name, and handed them over.

O the unrivalled stench of branded skin
as you slipped your thumb and middle finger in,

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POEM OF THE DAY - MEMBER POEM
I Sleep In Darkness
i sleep in darkness
it's no pleasure
it's more emptiness
than love and leisure

the dreams don't come yet
and I'm listening like mad
to what? i don't know

deep cascading water

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07 Mar, 2021 Sunday
POEM OF THE DAY
I Fellowed Sleep
I fellowed sleep who kissed me in the brain,
Let fall the tear of time; the sleeper's eye,
Shifting to light, turned on me like a moon.
So, planning-heeled, I flew along my man
And dropped on dreaming and the upward sky.

I fled the earth and, naked, climbed the weather,
Reaching a second ground far from the stars;
And there we wept I and a ghostly other,
My mothers-eyed, upon the tops of trees;
I fled that ground as lightly as a feather.

'My fathers' globe knocks on its nave and sings.'
'This that we tread was, too, your father's land.'
'But this we tread bears the angelic gangs
Sweet are their fathered faces in their wings.'
'These are but dreaming men. Breathe, and they fade.'

Faded my elbow ghost, the mothers-eyed,
As, blowing on the angels, I was lost
On that cloud coast to each grave-grabbing shade;
I blew the dreaming fellows to their bed
Where still they sleep unknowing of their ghost.

Then all the matter of the living air
Raised up a voice, and, climbing on the words,
I spelt my vision with a hand and hair,
How light the sleeping on this soily star,
How deep the waking in the worlded clouds.


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POEM OF THE DAY - MODERN POEM
A Challenge To The Dark
shot in the eye
shot in the brain
shot in the ****
shot like a flower in the dance

amazing how death wins hands down
amazing how much credence is given to idiot forms of life

amazing how laughter has been drowned out
amazing how viciousness is such a constant

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POEM OF THE DAY - MEMBER POEM
Love Is Not What I Made...
i have always believed
that life is what i make it.
i decide everything: when to
finish school, when to marry,
whom to marry, and i
did it well, what business
to make, how to earn my
money, and i did it well, so
well that i believed in myself,
and i relied on my decisions,

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06 Mar, 2021 Saturday
POEM OF THE DAY
The Snake Charmer
WHITHER dost thou hide from the magic of my flute-call?
In what moonlight-tangled meshes of perfume,
Where the clustering keovas guard the squirrel's slumber,
Where the deep woods glimmer with the jasmine's bloom?

I'll feed thee, O beloved, on milk and wild red honey,
I'll bear thee in a basket of rushes, green and white,
To a palace-bower where golden-vested maidens
Thread with mellow laughter the petals of delight.

Whither dost thou loiter, by what murmuring hollows,
Where oleanders scatter their ambrosial fire?
Come, thou subtle bride of my mellifluous wooing,
Come, thou silver-breasted moonbeam of de- sire!
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POEM OF THE DAY - MODERN POEM
Late Spring
The moon drained white by day
lifts from the hill
where the old pear-tree fallen in storm
springs up in blossom still.
Women believe in the moon:
this branch I hold
is not more white and still than she
whose flower is ages old,
and so I carry home
flowers from the pear

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POEM OF THE DAY - MEMBER POEM
Winter Goodbye
Winter goodbye and good riddance
(Lingering spectre prodding my patience.)
Stuff your huff and puff from frosting my composure
Inflicting upon my person discomfort and displeasure.

Helpless am I to the winds of ghoul
Who blow upon me cold and cruel.
Abruptly interrupting as I seek companion
Within a shelter of comfort, I imagine Utopian.


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