Carl Roussell

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Carl Roussell Poems

161. A Bird (Tanka #1) . 4/30/2018
162. Your Rose. 3/24/2019
163. The Story. 4/19/2018
164. Hurt And Healing. 10/23/2018
165. Sit With Me. 3/1/2018
166. A House Made Of Glass. 4/9/2018
167. A Waiting World. 3/4/2018
168. Again With Hope. 7/8/2018

Comments about Carl Roussell

  • Mahtab Bangalee Mahtab Bangalee (2/10/2019 2:43:00 AM)

    Carl Roussell-
    the FINEST and BEAUTIFUL LYRICAL POET.
    EVERY single POEM is a SONG of BEAUTIFUL LIFE.
    Love HIS writings.

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  • Kumarmani Mahakul Kumarmani Mahakul (10/24/2018 6:57:00 AM)

    On behalf of all fellow poets, PH family and our Mahakul family we offer a title of honour to poet Carl Roussell from Hamilton, Canada as, Genius Gist. This title of honour is offered to him due to his perseverance in literature. We hope all poets, visitors and people will like this.

  • Aqua Flower Aqua Flower (10/6/2018 9:27:00 PM)

    A musician and writer and now friend, Carl Rousselll's poems are both interesting and unique. Quet and shy by nature, his writings and music reflect the opposite!

  • Jez Brul Jez Brul (5/26/2018 6:23:00 AM)

    Sir Carl Roussell is a poet of exceptional talent.....a brilliant musician and a wonderful poet- - all rolled into one...

    I salute this mighty man.😉

Best Poem of Carl Roussell

Again With Hope.

I
gave you
all I could
stand, fell down, then
left.

You
took it,
all there was,
till there's nothing
left.

And when I left you yesterday,
did you notice I went away?

You know you had me,
the one I would want to be
if you were near here.
When I call you by your name,
I wonder, did you call mine?

You
stop, turn,
you face me,
we erase this
past.

Life
has us
hanging on
by this thin thread,
hope.

And when I see you today
you never really turned away.

You know you have me, ...

Read the full of Again With Hope.

Candle.

A candle burns in the window
too brightly for anyone to see,
because the window is closed
and the drapes are drawn.

A candle burns in the window
too brightly for anyone to see
the one holding the candle,
is me.

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