Edmund V. Strolis

Edmund V. Strolis Poems

41. Soulful Sisters And Blood Brothers 4/21/2017
42. Daddy's Treasure 4/8/2017
43. The Spell 4/2/2017
44. The Circle 3/29/2017
45. Sleepwalkers 10/15/2016
46. Kangaroo Smile 10/16/2016
47. Marking Time 10/9/2016
48. All Hail The Green Queen 3/29/2017
49. A Poem For Marie-J 7/4/2016
50. Black Forest Of Ignorance 7/10/2016
51. Red Rain 8/18/2017
52. Upon The Sill 12/23/2017
53. Lavoro Finito 12/27/2017
54. Crossing The Street 5/3/2016
55. Circus Life 5/3/2016
56. Listening To Buddy Guy 5/1/2016
57. Window Daisies 5/2/2016
58. Captain Oliver 5/2/2016
59. Peculiar How The Night Grows 5/7/2016
60. My Beloved America 7/1/2016
61. 9 Lives 4/11/2016
62. Long Shadows 4/11/2016
63. Poets~~magic~~carpet~~ride~~~~~~~~~~~~ 4/9/2016
64. Lucky Lindy 4/17/2016
65. King Crow 3/27/2016
66. Gypsy Yesterdays 3/16/2016
67. Rattle The Glasses 3/18/2016
68. South African White Rhino 2/20/2016
69. Lost Lenore (A Tribute To Poe) 2/12/2016
70. John Lennon An Ash Tray And Me 2/14/2016
71. Snow Blossom 1/28/2016
72. Free Coffee 2/11/2016
73. Button-Eyed Princess~~~~ 1/11/2016
74. Mickey Hits The Jackpot 1/15/2016
75. Hide The Candlesticks 1/30/2016
76. Zebra Skin 2/2/2016
77. Family And Friends 2/2/2016
78. Crimson Orbs 2/2/2016
79. Own The New Year 12/24/2015
80. The Lottery 12/12/2015

Comments about Edmund V. Strolis

  • Norah Tunney Norah Tunney (4/7/2017 3:54:00 PM)

    I wish I could write like Edmond Strolis original, imaginative and brilliant he is one of my favorite poets on PH.
    Poems such as seeds of wonderment a tin cup lifeor a pair of shoes open a door into the heartbreaking beauty of the most simple things.
    His sense of rhyme does not constrict it opens a wide space which is a rare gift. He is a deep thinker, a mystic, an amazing poet who draws you in to the essence of things. I agree with Theodora he is a delight to read.

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  • Theodora Onken (5/9/2016 9:53:00 PM)

    Edmund, now i see what i have been missing...love your stories...and yes, your intelligence. You have the makings of a brilliant modern day poet. This site is very large and it tends to swallow many up but have been digging around and am glad because i found you! You are such a delight to read.

  • Terry Dawson (2/14/2016 10:37:00 AM)

    Here is a poet and storyteller, both, who unfolds his tales with a marvelous clarity of view and a boldness of stroke that carries the reader along enraptured! Full of freshness and novelty; Great work Edmund!

  • Pamela Sinicrope Pamela Sinicrope (11/19/2015 9:17:00 AM)

    Edmund is a poet with equal doses heart, intelligence, and passion. He conveys all of these characteristics in his writing, which spans a spectrum including, but not limited to: experimentation with language and imagery, childhood memories, love and nature, and AMAZING character portraits. Some of my favorites are his writings about Teddy Roosevelt, his mother, and what originally pulled me in: the cool side of the pillow, a tribute to a boyhood summer. I am a fan of Edmund and his work. BRAVO EDMUND!

Best Poem of Edmund V. Strolis

Edgar Allan Poe

They all wash over me with pitying eyes, they think that I don't see.
Yet they are only crude jagged faces on the canvas of my dreams.
Empty their wishes float, as they seem to pray my safe return.
How can they know the fever that within this prison burns.

For what is this sinister slow waltz to hell without my sweet Lenore?
My wish which any fool can guess, I must be with her once more.
How my heels find their way to that vacant tomb beyond the bedroom door.
Now I curse the promise of that desperate hour! not to join my love Lenore.

Hooves over ...

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The Long Shadow

Now with possessions so few, hoisted and bundled on wagons secure.

The measured remains still too many, to flee from the thunder of war.
His family their faces so tired, will need all their strength to endure.
As westward they travel the miles, can life ever be like before?

Goodbye to the bench in the garden where she joyfully accepted his hand.
Farewell to the arch in the hallway with holes where the mistletoe hung.
No more will he stop at the long gate that led to

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