Daniel Brick

Gold Star - 71,521 Points [none] (June 10,1947 / St. Paul MN)

Daniel Brick Poems

441. A Poetic Reverie Inspired By Music, Part Two 10/12/2016
442. Open Heart 8/31/2014
443. Late Reading 10/14/2015
444. A Degree Of Intensity 12/26/2014
445. The Other Daniel 11/14/2014
446. Walking Through Autumn 9/24/2014
447. Four Taoist Poems 1/10/2014
448. The Abandoned Poem 2/14/2014
449. After The Poet's Death 8/7/2014

Comments about Daniel Brick

  • Abekah Emmanuel Abekah Emmanuel (9/4/2014 12:44:00 AM)

    Hello Daniel,
    Let me seize the day and pour my few words on your page. I have keenly been following your poems and your comments about others too. There is simply no denying the fact that you are a star. Your pen brings joy and ignites passion in all your readers. You are doing a good job. Keep it up! Let me also invite you to my page while you glance through my works.Thank you great poet.

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  • Amir Mohammad Islami Chalandar (6/7/2014 6:54:00 AM)

    nice poems. you are great in showing feels.that shows a good improvement. i invite you to read my poems at my poets page. that is a friendly invitation

  • Nika Mcguin Nika Mcguin (3/24/2014 5:04:00 PM)

    The angelic poet himself! ~ There is such great variety in his work that I could hardly catalog it all. His great insight about art, angels, existence, etc can all be found in his poetry. Also I've never seen a poet more well rounded in appreciation for other artists and poets(famous or not.) Also I'd like to give thanks for always commenting on my poems and being one of my best PH friends. Though there's no way I could bottle up all of my gratitude in one comment, this is my clumsy attempt lol.

    ~Nika

Best Poem of Daniel Brick

After The Poet's Death

His poems refuse
to mourn his passing, they
detach themselves from
books, magazines, wall hangings
and float freely
in the fair summer air.

Their refusal to mourn is
steadfast. 'He's just changed
his address, ' one of his
first poems says to the new
lyrics. 'He's done this before,
searching for a better place to live.'

'And we always go with him, '
pipes a small poem, barely
audible, maybe not
completed, hardly a poem
at all. 'We are all of us
pieces of his soul, ' booms

the lordly Epic Poem
of 24 cantos. 'We must
catch ...

Read the full of After The Poet's Death

Between Stone And Stars

Walking down Summit Avenue, I saw
the smooth stones and Romanesque arch
of St. Luke's Church, long ago my family's parish.
Inside a solitary parishioner knelt
in the last pew, clutching his rosary,
reciting 'Hail Marys' in a monotone.
My appearance hushed his prayer.
Then and there total silence
always poised within pale brown stones

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