Frank James Ryan Jr (FjR)

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Frank James Ryan Jr (FjR) Poems

521. Mundanity 6/8/2017
522. ' The Breath Of Angels Upon Me... 6/18/2017
523. ' Dominance & Consequence { The Path To Jahannum } 6/18/2017
524. The Storm Witch O'er The River Quay...(Repost) - 6/23/2017
525. ' The Wisdom Of Revelation { Just A Personal Prosaic Adaptation }) 6/26/2017
526. July Never Jejune { A Tricet Haiku } 6/26/2017
527. The Point Of Submission [ Deictic Conclusions ] 6/27/2017
528. Insecurity... 6/27/2017
529. Insecurity (Senryu) 6/27/2017
530. Feel My Smile Next To You 6/27/2017
531. ' Children Of Anathema - 6/27/2017
532. 7 0 0 (Senryu) 6/29/2017
533. The Connection- For The One That Be You { Pour Ma Reine De Coeurs } 6/29/2017
534. ' Castle ~of~ Spirits... (Rev./Rep.) 6/30/2017
535. On The Judgment Of Difference 7/1/2017
536. Obsessively Dark & Strange... 7/1/2017
537. Woodwinds 7/4/2017
538. ' Reading The Tea-Leaves Of My Father (Rev.) 7/5/2017
539. Heroes { Elegy For A Best Friend } 7/5/2017
540. Inside The Black Heart Of Mother Earth... 7/5/2017
541. The Empath. . . 7/10/2017
542. Last Tango In The Desert 7/11/2017
543. ' A Perfect Love For Forevermore 7/13/2017
544. On Growing Old Upon A Breeze Of Dignity 7/14/2017
545. 'Movements Of A Mermaid In Presto 7/14/2017
546. ' The Lambs Will Know Before Us... 7/14/2017
547. When The River Breaks (A Metaphorical Verse) 7/15/2017
548. Blood Moon... { Rev-Rep } 7/16/2017
549. 'Cathedral Of The Divine { Senryu } 7/20/2017
550. ' Irish Sea Fishing After The Storm... 7/22/2017
551. Th' Black Rose O' St. Catherine's Field O' Dublin Town { An Dubh Rós De Gra } 7/24/2017
552. ' A Midnight Walk On The Wood Boardwalk By The Sea... 7/25/2017
553. Children Of Anathema 7/26/2017
554. W H I T E N O I S E 7/27/2017
555. ' Ephraimites 8/1/2017
556. Tears Never Meant To Be Seen 8/1/2017
557. ' Irish Sea Fishing After The Storm 8/1/2017
558. 'The Silent Fields Off Monastir Road... (Rp) 8/4/2017
559. ' One Message To The Envious One 8/6/2017
560. O! Those Old Morose ' Traditions Still Tarried Upon Mourning The Dead... 8/11/2017

Comments about Frank James Ryan Jr (FjR)

  • Original Unknown Girl (11/16/2006 10:35:00 AM)

    Hey.... what can I say that hasn't already been written about this great man? I just want to add my thanks and support for someone who I have found a joy to have come to know via PH! His poetry is second to none, I can't miss a single posting..... but beyond all of that... it's the warmth of the character that comes through and leaps out of the page. I positively beam when I read one of FJR's comments and so just wanted to say THANKS and good on you Frankie! Long may we read the delights of your work...... HG: -) xx

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  • Michael Shepherd (10/25/2006 6:17:00 AM)

    Frank - I think you could be the lovechild of William Blake and Emily Dickinson...who said I couldn't access your comments page? Respect. Michael.

  • Danny Reynolds (10/5/2006 11:06:00 AM)

    Just caught the 300 Frank. What 's to say that aint been said, I ask myself? Well you know the old gaff about, 'They broke the mould when they made him! ', nah. Not FJR, they broke the mould before, ya big crack-pot, and thank whoever for it. Long may you buck the trend, my friend, write without restriction and deliver all your poetic contributions to a deserving throng. Positive minds for neutral times, here's to a guy I'm sick of tenning, due mainly to his superior penning!

  • Scarlett Treat (9/20/2006 5:35:00 PM)

    Following the bouncing ball would be easier to do than trying to figure out what Frank is going to write about next. Never one to get on one subject and write over and over about the same thing, his range of subject matter is just awesome. From
    love, to Bonnie and Clyde, to the night life of New York, he covers it all, and does it so well. Don't miss out on this fantastic writer, because if you do, it will be your loss.

  • Ruby Root (7/13/2006 11:08:00 PM)

    Hi James you are a creative unique, compassionate and original writer. You can write just about in any style. You are one talented Writer and I enjoy reading your poetry.

  • Kristin Davis (6/30/2006 6:29:00 PM)

    As another PH fan I can't help but feel like there's more. Friendship made here w/ this awesome poet has made me laugh and smile. Hell, I'll ramble on and on... that's what this is here for...hehehe... =) It never fails when I log on to PH and see Franksters name on my screen my heart leaps w/ glee! (hey that rhymed lol) Anyways, Frank is always there lending his hand of encouragement and praise. A true friend indeed. His work... well some may say I'm biased... but he's quiet a master at the literary arts!

    Love ya Frankster!


  • Tara very irritated with PH injustice (6/15/2006 6:52:00 AM)

    Frank is unusual. Nobody would disagree with that. To my mind Frank is unusually, and joyfully, a superb wordsmith. For all of us, writing pieces is a 'hit and miss' affair. Hit the right ones of Frank's and you're left thinking.....awesome. Anyone who misses out on this work is.... missing out.

  • Anna Russell (5/1/2006 8:19:00 PM)

    I should point out that as a proud Scot I don't say this lightly, but Frank's poems have such a Celtic air about them. I'm not going to bore people by rambling on about how good this guy is (but he is) , so I'll just say...Frank, I love ya!
    Anna xxx

Best Poem of Frank James Ryan Jr (FjR)

' Emeralds And Black Diamonds...

Lie down lass, with me, in sage green meadows
Your blouse flouncing open, in the teasing breeze
The meadows, feel so cotton, this time of year
Come lay beside me, and sense my desires.

Open field, honeysuckle....arouses my yen
For passion 'neath th' sparkle by th' mid-noon sun
No clouds abide our scape of choice to pleasure
So, again I ask you lass, come lay beside me.

Come close, love, as these hungry emerald eyes
Beg to stare into your warm, black diamond eyes
Take my hand in bond, I assure you, my lov',
That emeralds and diamonds never fade ...

Read the full of ' Emeralds And Black Diamonds...

' Beyond The Beyond

The Archer dropped his bow
and the stars began to cry
in a lumen misted teardrop
while time 'n space yawned
at the sight of such folly
so they thought in moments
'til the arrow broke away
searing space, and science
by a hole, dark as death

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