Poem

Poems – subcategory of the Main Poetry category on Angie’s Diary | Online Magazine.

Nonsense

Nonsense

I climbed alone to reach the hilltop,
to sing my nonsense song.
I climbed alone to reach the hilltop,
to sing it loud and long.

Caledon

Caledon

Two moons do lie off Caledon,
hung from a yellow sky.
The wind blows cold down the Insit vale,
where the Yolon flows swiftly by

The Meocentric Man

The Meocentric Man

I am the meocentric man, I know the earth is flat. I don’t give a damn what others think, it’s flat, and that is that. I am the meocentric man. I won’t back up or hedge. And if with me you won’t agree, I might go over the edge.

Paddle

Paddle

There are some quaint old adages,
I can’t quite understand.
Some seem most insightful,
yet some seem poorly planned.

Caged

Caged

Some birds that have been caged from birth,
that have never known the sky,
will try to make you love the cage,
wondering why you wish to fly.

Our Children, Our Future

Our Children, Our Future

I like to begin poetry by exploring phrases, I am…I am a poet…but then I think “What is a poet?” Whatever it is, I think, it must have food for the soul. It must have generous folds of thoughts, and Love. Whatever it is, I think, it must be arrogant, to coach the sun to […]

Munchkins

Munchkins

Woke up this morning in Oz,
the Munchkins embroiled in a cause.
They cried,”All the people are free,
except those who do not agree.

The Appalachian

The Appalachian

Child of the mountains, child of the hills. Child of the mist, the rocks, and the rills. Take me back home, in the highlands to be. To bide in the wildwood, that knows not the sea.