Section: «Poems»
Verse (ancient Greek ὁ στίχος — row, structure), a term in versification used in several meanings:
artistic speech organized by division into rhythmically commensurate segments; poetry in the narrow sense; in particular, it implies the properties of versification of a particular tradition ("antique verse", "Akhmatova's verse", etc.);
a line of poetic text organized according to a certain rhythmic pattern ("My uncle of the most honest rules").
Freedom Forever
Freedom whispers in the breeze,In songs of birds and rustling trees.It lives within the hearts of men,Who vowed, “This shall not come again.”No..
© National Freedom Day
The Price of Freedom
Freedom came with sweat and pain,With loss and tears like falling rain.But through the storm, their hearts stood tall,They dreamed of liberty for..
© National Freedom Day
Our Freedom Story
Freedom is a story told,Of broken chains and hearts of gold.Of voices raised, of battles won,Of hope that shines like morning sun.They marched..
© National Freedom Day
The Dream That Lives
Once a dream in hearts was born,From tears of pain and years of scorn.Men and women brave and true,Fought for me and fought for you.They dreamed a..
© National Freedom Day
The Light of Freedom
Freedom’s light forever glows,Through every storm, it bravely shows.From chains and pain, the world awoke,When justice rose, the silence broke.No..
© National Freedom Day
Field of Skulls
By Mary KarrStare hard enough at the fabric of night, and if you're predisposed to dark—let’s say the window you’ve picked is a blackpostage..
© Halloween Day
All Hallows
By Louise GlückEven now this landscape is assembling.The hills darken. The oxensleep in their blue yoke,the fields having beenpicked clean, the..
© Halloween Day
Samhain
By Annie Finch(The Celtic Halloween)In the season leaves should love,since it gives them leave to movethrough the wind, towards the groundthey were..
© Halloween Day
The Witch
By Elizabeth WillisA witch can charm milk from an ax handle.A witch bewitches a man's shoe.A witch sleeps naked."Witch ointment" on the back will..
© Halloween Day
All Hallows’ Eve
By Dorothea TanningBe perfect, make it otherwise.Yesterday is torn in shreds.Lightning’s thousand sulfur eyesRip apart the breathing beds.Hear bones..
© Halloween Day
Ghost Prisoner
By Heid E. ErdrichThis prisoner and other “ghost detainees” were hidden largely to prevent the International Committee of the Red Cross from..
© Halloween Day
Halloween Party
By Kenn NesbittWe’re having a Halloween party at school.I’m dressed up like Dracula. Man, I look cool!I dyed my hair black, and I cut off my..
© Halloween Day
All Souls
By Michael CollierA few of us—Hillary Clinton, Vlad Dracula, Oprah Winfrey, and Trotsky—peer through the kitchen window at a raccoon..
© Halloween Day
The Pumpkin Tide
By Richard BrautiganI saw thousands of pumpkins last nightcome floating in on the tide,bumping up against the rocks androlling up on the beaches;it..
© Halloween Day
The Haunted House
By Felicia Dorothea HemansI seem like oneWho treads alone Some banquet-hall deserted,Whose lights are fled,Whose garlands dead, And all but me..
© Halloween Day
All Souls’ Night
By William Butler YeatsEpilogue to "A Vision"Midnight has come and the great Christ Church bellAnd many a lesser bell sound through the room;And it..
© Halloween Day
Halloween in the Anthropocene
By Karyna McGlynn& Memphis is out in Full Fang!Skeletons skip down our pitted streets.Whole families with matching hobo stippleroam..
© Halloween Day
Epitaph on General Gordon
WARRIOR of God, man's friend, and tyrant's foeNow somewhere dead far in the waste Soudan,Thou livest in all hearts, for all men knowThis earth has..
© Alfred Lord Tennyson
The Merman
Who would beA merman bold,Sitting alone,Singing aloneUnder the sea,With a crown of gold,On a throne?I would be a merman bold,I would sit and sing the..
© Alfred Lord Tennyson
The Blackbird
O blackbird! sing me something well:While all the neighbours shoot thee round,I keep smooth plats of fruitful ground,Where thou may'st warble, eat..
© Alfred Lord Tennyson
Hark! The Dogs Howl!
Hark! the dogs howl! the sleetwinds blow,The church-clocks knoll: the hours haste,I leave the dreaming world below.Blown o'er frore heads of hills I..
© Alfred Lord Tennyson
I Send You Here A Sort Of Allegory
I send you here a sort of allegory,(For you will understand it) of a soul,A sinful soul possess'd of many gifts,A spacious garden full of flowering..
© Alfred Lord Tennyson
The May Queen
YOU must wake and call me early, call me early, mother dear;To-morrow 'll be the happiest time of all the glad new-year,—Of all the glad new-year..
© Alfred Lord Tennyson
Lullaby
SWEET and low, sweet and low,Wind of the western sea,Low, low, breathe and blow,Wind of the western sea!Over the rolling waters go,Come from the..
© Alfred Lord Tennyson
The Sailor Boy
He rose at dawn and, fired with hope,Shot o'er the seething harbour-bar,And reach'd the ship and caught the rope,And whistled to the morning star.And..
© Alfred Lord Tennyson