Frank James Ryan Jr (FjR)

Gold Star - 105,355 Points (A Collection of Select Literary Works)

Frank James Ryan Jr (FjR) Poems

281. Da Nang, Vietnam, In August Of '68... 9/30/2016
282. The Biblical Entrance Of Autumn... 10/1/2016
283. The White Stone Crosses O' Donegal 10/3/2016
284. Seismologic Simile 10/6/2016
285. Talkin' 'bout If There Were 1 Perfect Poem In The Majestic Land Of The Literary Arts, What Would It Be, And Who Would Be The Scribe Who Penned It? 10/6/2016
286. The High-Cooing Courting Of Madame Butterfly... 10/6/2016
287. Taking Precipice To The Edge Of Its Maximus 10/6/2016
288. I Am The Lord Of All Affliction... 10/6/2016
289. Dior-Ets, The Body Mass Of Death... 10/8/2016
290. In Prelude To Armageddon { Realizing Th' Quandary} 10/8/2016
291. ' The Pendulum 10/8/2016
292. Like A Rolling Stone... 10/8/2016
293. Breathe Me Within You My Lov'... (Repost) 10/8/2016
294. The Hunt...{ A Metaphoric Work } 10/9/2016
295. When Come The Final Day's... 10/9/2016
296. S A L E M { Haiku } 10/9/2016
297. Twilights End-Stage { Haiku } 10/9/2016
298. Haiku For The Mimosa Tenuiflora { Haiku } 10/9/2016
299. Santería...{ Artists Against Animal Abuse } 10/10/2016
300. The Want Versus The Need... 10/10/2016
301. Hendrix Stratocaster Syndrome (A Rock-Rap Lyrical Requiem) 10/10/2016
302. Le Cortège... 10/10/2016
303. A Leif Off A Belated Columbus Day Tree { A Heptad Senryu} 10/11/2016
304. St. Crispin's Day... 10/12/2016
305. Couplets On Life For The Musing Cynicals To Cynically Muse Upon... 10/12/2016
306. The Death Rattle Echoes From The East... 10/13/2016
307. Haiku For The Weeping Willow At St. Sixtus Cemetery... 9/24/2016
308. All The Beautiful People Of The World... 9/24/2016
309. How Long A Breath Of Moment Be... 9/26/2016
310. Haiku For The Estuary... 8/22/2016
311. Musing Upon My Arrangements, Eccentrically 10/13/2016
312. You Take Yeats...I'll Take Emily; Let's Call The Whole Thing Off(To Poetry) 10/14/2016
313. A ' Ku Harvest Moon... 10/16/2016
314. Ice-Is Sharding From The East... 10/16/2016
315. The Jack Kavorkian Diet (Revised) 10/16/2016
316. St. Briget Of Kildaire (Senryu) 10/16/2016
317. Paradise Will Never Be Lost... 10/17/2016
318. Over The Hill & Oval Bill 10/17/2016
319. Forever Unknown, Until... 10/19/2016
320. How ''ice-Is'' Made From Flesh & Blood... 10/19/2016

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!
    Danny.

  • 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!

    ~*~Kris~*~

  • 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!
    Hugs
    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...

Woman In The Night...

Woman in the night
singing songs to a lamp post,
in her tight, haughty wrap,
ornate spangled shiny glass,
like Gruosi knock-off diamonds.

Still, she dons the stoic glare
that once quenched the thirst
of the midnight wolves.

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