The Brook
She took the flower,
the flower she took,
that came down with the water,
that came down with the brook.
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Poem
Poems – subcategory of the Main Poetry category on Angie’s Diary | Online Magazine.
Carnivores
He was younger and taller,
dressed nicer than me,
as I went to the store,
for cigarettes and some tea.
Then when I came out.
he was waiting, you bet,
and he said kinda loud,
“Hey man, you got a cigarette?”
Aging Troubadour
Aging Troubadour. I sing sweet songs to serenade the beauty on the balcony. Her fierce duenna has forbade the maid to show herself to me. I hear her trying to persuade her to allow a glance at me. You must keep well back in the shade and hide your face most carefully The lady did […]
It is Easier to Dismiss the Thought
Pale moonlight shining on the mist.
May well convince you ghosts exist.
The apparitions that you see.
You can ascribe to fantasy
When I Die
When I die I ask that I be buried so that I lie in the heart of that dense black forest at the foot of those mist-shrouded mountains Dig a deep
When the Walls Fall Down
There comes a time, when the walls fall down. We see age in the eyes of a friend. We smile.
Some lines for Yevgeny
Some lines for Yevgeny on his departure to parts unknown… Quietly in a cup of hot chai. Besides the swift stream of the living soul
Last Days
‘Twas the ninth of September, That day I chose, To ready myself, For one final dangerous road. Just wanted the fame, the wealth, the prestige,
Where Does your Blood Flow?
Where does your blood flow? What river gives you its roar? On Inauguration Day… For there is a Mississippi that floods my veins And when I hear that roar in my temples, sounds of– –Nashville like an angel chorus… and then it rains… Through my heart… from the Appalachians to the gulf– –of Mexico… across […]
Polarity Inversion
What matters – always surfaces – refuses death. A requiem for life – shadow destroyed by light. And in the grip of swirling hopelessness, a breath