Paul Hartal


Paul Hartal Poems

281. Abstract For Kandinsky 11/24/2014
282. Dreamer Fib 3/7/2015
283. Tanka About Knowledge 3/23/2015
284. Truth And Experience 2/26/2015
285. The Novice 2/23/2015
286. Triumphal Arch 2/12/2013
287. A Chapter In The Life Of Imagination 11/19/2014
288. A Haiku On Love 11/30/2014
289. No Rhyme, But Reason 3/18/2013
290. Voyage Around The Square Root Of Minus One 6/18/2012
291. Fading Chlorophyll In Maple Leaves Of Autumn 10/10/2011
292. Sailing In Sinbad's Uncharted Sea 5/30/2012
293. Train And Plane 10/6/2011
294. Khmer Rouge Atrocities 10/10/2011
295. Dark Sky 9/30/2011
296. Heavenly Satire 10/9/2011
297. The Royal Air Force Hero And The Luftwaffe General 10/15/2011
298. Tanka With Pale Sun 12/3/2012
299. A Haiku On Uniformity In Diversity 5/3/2014
300. The Dream Of A Springer Spaniel 10/8/2014
301. Symmetries 10/14/2014
302. The Emptiness Of Solids 2/25/2015
303. Hitler: A Life Immersed In Hypocrisy 12/24/2014
304. Race Defilement 12/20/2012
305. The Truth About Flying Horses 12/15/2014
306. A Brief History Of Abstract Art 1/5/2015
307. Balkan Nightmares 6/8/2012
308. God's Silence 10/5/2011
309. Romance Is Ageless 3/23/2015
310. Cesarean Section 9/29/2011
311. The World Has Changed 9/30/2011
312. Haiku With Schedule 2/21/2015
313. Survival Of The Kindest 2/25/2015
314. Reason And Emotion 10/14/2014
315. Where Do Circles Grow? 10/16/2014
316. When Will The Messiah Come? 10/17/2014
317. Beyond Our Cosmos 10/12/2014
318. Happiness Is A Shark 10/6/2011
319. Angel In Transit 10/9/2011
320. Apology To A Dandelion 6/30/2012
Best Poem of Paul Hartal

Oranges And Grapes

Oranges and grapes refuse to grow in the cold.
Today I sing and dance, refuse to grow old.
Yet all the same, time is tyrant and ruthless,
Unfolds my wrinkling years, it is relentless.

Now and then the lots seem to be gentle and kind,
But alloyed with fate the somnambulist is blind.
Luck and fortuity might act as a soubrette,
Life spins our fate like roulette in a film set.

Still, let us drink to life, celebrate, and be glad,
Let us sing and dance today, refuse to be sad.
Oranges and grapes do not grow in the cold,
A warm wind ties ribbons to maple ...

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Obelisks

Let me remember old trails
Let me weep over lost loves
They are all the same love
But different

Let me remember old trails
Cherry trees along muddy roads
And ancient obelisks
They are now so different

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