Nick Kasparie

Rookie - 111 Points [T. F. B.] (3-30-94 / Quincy, IL.)

Nick Kasparie Poems

1. The Artist 6/10/2013
2. Sonnet I 6/10/2013
3. Red 6/10/2013
4. Coffee 6/12/2013
5. I Did Once Dream 6/12/2013
6. Falling Heroes 6/18/2013
7. In Case I Leave 6/18/2013
8. Muses 6/18/2013
9. Thoughts Of Nothing Much 6/19/2013
10. Upon Heaven's Doorstep 6/19/2013
11. Poetry 6/21/2013
12. Shell 6/22/2013
13. Full Moon 6/22/2013
14. Colors 6/27/2013
15. Orion's Belt 6/27/2013
16. Ed The Luckless 6/28/2013
17. Death 6/29/2013
18. Youth (Pending A Better Title) 7/1/2013
19. The Sword That's Sheathed 7/2/2013
20. If Jesus Were My Pen Pal 7/3/2013
21. If I'Ve Ever Loved 7/9/2013
22. I Tried To Write A Poem 7/10/2013
23. Far Be It From Me 7/21/2013
24. To Mr. Wilde 8/1/2013
25. Beware 8/2/2013
26. At The House On The Hill 12/12/2013
27. Dreams 2/12/2014
28. Divinity 4/8/2015
29. The Girl 9/15/2013
30. 9/25 9/26/2013
31. Perfection 11/2/2015
32. One Last Chance 11/30/2013
33. Exhaustion: 8/14/2013
34. Flower 7/9/2013
35. Relief 6/12/2013
36. Hero's Path 6/27/2013
37. An Epigram 6/19/2013
38. Sonnet Ii 8/1/2013
39. Kelsey 7/15/2013
40. This Thing I Call Love 4/8/2015

Comments about Nick Kasparie

  • Sue Ann Simar (7/9/2013 4:37:00 PM)

    I read about a half dozen poems and found they moved easily, the rhymes did not seem forced. However, the content seems reined in by the rhyme. I wonder if you've ever tried to follow the rhythm of the language, and not the rhyme...perhaps to see if the content takes you further?

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Best Poem of Nick Kasparie

A New Sonnet

I dare not say her name for fear that I'll
Become consumed by long forsaken woes,
Though maybe I've been happy for a while,
It has been years since last this dread arose.
Her charm and way of speaking have all gone;
My memory holds just a fading scene,
Her smiling face, which I must carry on
In waking dreams, it will stay ever green.
If I could see her once again, I know
It would not be the same as when we met -
Erosion of our youth through time would show
The choice to see her face would cause regret.
What one day gives an endless bound of bliss
...

Read the full of A New Sonnet

Sonnet I

A Man of Thoughts

A man of thoughts thought I myself to be
Until you came and shattered my belief;
A plentitude have I to learn and see,
A multitude of lessons and so brief

Is life on Earth that I cannot contain
My curiosities or nosiness,

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