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").

Ancient History

Adam, a brown old vulture in the rain,Shivered below his wind-whipped olive-trees;Huddling sharp chin on scarred and scraggy knees,He moaned and..

© Siegfried Sassoon

Alone

I’ve listened: and all the sounds I heardWere music,—wind, and stream, and bird.With youth who sang from hill to hillI’ve listened: my heart is..

© Siegfried Sassoon

A Mystic As Soldier

I lived my days apart,Dreaming fair songs for God;By the glory in my heartCovered and crowned and shod.Now God is in the strife,And I must seek Him..

© Siegfried Sassoon

Base Details

If I were fierce, and bald, and short of breathI'd live with scarlet Majors at the Base,And speed glum heroes up the line to death.You'd see me with..

© Siegfried Sassoon

Attack

AT dawn the ridge emerges massed and dunIn the wild purple of the glow'ring sun,Smouldering through spouts of drifting smoke that shroudThe menacing..

© Siegfried Sassoon

Absolution

The anguish of the earth absolves our eyesTill beauty shines in all that we can see.War is our scourge; yet war has made us wise,And, fighting for..

© Siegfried Sassoon

Hero

'Jack fell as he'd have wished,' the Mother said,And folded up the letter that she'd read.'The Colonel writes so nicely.' Something brokeIn the tired..

© Siegfried Sassoon

A Letter Home

(To Robert Graves)IHere I'm sitting in the gloomOf my quiet attic room.France goes rolling all around,Fledged with forest May has crowned.And I puff..

© Siegfried Sassoon

Does It Matter?

Does it matter? -losing your legs?For people will always be kind,And you need not show that you mindWhen others come in after huntingTo gobble their..

© Siegfried Sassoon

Aftermath

Have you forgotten yet?...For the world's events have rumbled on since those gagged days,Like traffic checked while at the crossing of city-ways:And..

© Siegfried Sassoon

Suicide In The Trenches

I knew a simple soldier boyWho grinned at life in empty joy,Slept soundly through the lonesome dark,And whistled early with the lark.In winter..

© Siegfried Sassoon

A Frame of Forever

Within a frame, a heartbeat rests,Life captured at its very best.From simple scenes to wonders grand,Moments held by a careful hand.A photograph..

© World Photography Day

When Time Stands Still

The shutter falls, the moment stays,A memory saved from fading days.In every click, a story lies,Seen through thoughtful, patient eyes.Photography..

© World Photography Day

Through the Photographer’s Eyes

The world looks different through your view,Colors deeper, skies more true.Every moment carefully framed,Ordinary scenes gently named.Art is born..

© World Photography Day

Frozen Moments

A single frame, a fleeting glance,Life paused in a timeless dance.Smiles, tears, and skies so wide,All forever held inside.Photography keeps the..

© World Photography Day

The Silent Language of Light

Through the quiet click of a lens,Stories are captured, time suspends.Light and shadow gently meet,Turning moments into memories sweet.A photograph..

© World Photography Day

Future in Your Hands

Youth is a river, swift and wide,Flowing with hope, a rising tide.Your choices now will carve the way,For brighter nights and better days.Take every..

© Youth Day

The Power Within

Within your heart, a power grows,A strength the world already knows.With hands to build and minds to learn,The flame of youth will brightly..

© Youth Day

Song of the Young

Sing, O youth, your fearless song,The world is wide, your time is long.With every step, a path you pave,A life of dreams, both free and brave.Let..

© Youth Day

Wings of Tomorrow

Young hearts rise on wings of tomorrow,Through fields of hope, beyond all sorrow.Ideas take flight, bright and free,A world reborn with what will..

© Youth Day

The Flame of Youth

Youth is a flame that burns so bright,A beacon glowing in the night.With dreams to chase and hearts so bold,The future waits, its story told.Step..

© Youth Day

A Very Youthful Affair

I'm bin a-visitun 'bout a weekTo my little Cousin's at Nameless Creek,An' I'm got the hives an' a new straw hat,An' I'm come back home where my beau..

© James Whitcomb Riley

Almon Keefer

Ah, Almon Keefer! what a boy you were,With your back-tilted hat and careless hair,And open, honest, fresh, fair face and eyesWith their all-varying..

© James Whitcomb Riley

Autumn

As a harvester, at dusk,Faring down some woody trailLeading homeward through the muskOf may-apple and pawpaw,Hazel-bush, and spice and haw,--So comes..

© James Whitcomb Riley

Back From A Two-Years' Sentence

Back from a two-years' sentence!And though it had been ten,You think, I were scarred no deeperIn the eyes of my fellow-men.'My fellow-men--?' Sounds..

© James Whitcomb Riley