Prevailing Winds (Lee Anderson2 Poems)
IThe bland many-eyed wallsof skyscrapers and the modestin-between brownstone housesshall not bruise the thrust of his rapier spiritrather the artist ...
Poems about counterpoint (13 Poems)
Hedger (Ivor Gurney Poems)
To me the A Major Concerto has been dearerThan ever before, because I saw one weaveWonderful patterns of bright green, ...
Breitmann’s Going To Church (Charles Godfrey Leland Poems)
D'VAS near de state of Nashfille, In de town of Tennessee, Der Breitmann vonce vas quarderd Mit all his cavallrie. ...
The Tenor Man (Adrian Green Poem)
Pottering around the stage, a hyperactive ancient in his own backyard - independent of the band it seems. Disrhythmic shuffling ...
Pink Champagne (for Digby Fairweather) (Adrian Green Poem)
Not blues in twelve but there is joy and pink champagne, the maker's music trading eights in syncopated synergy from ...
String Bass (Adrian Green Poem)
Some like to dominate, others caress a voluptuous rhythm on pliant strings. This pulse drives life through wanton counterpoint, the ...
The Fragility of Life (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Somehow appropriate the imagery of destruction the counterpoint of the blossoms the sacred cherry trees Something precious in the transience ...
Move or Remove (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
The power to move mountains or the power to remove mountains such is the power compared juxtaposed with love, with ...
When is Love Charity (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
A richer meaning of the love chapter, or so it is called, the meaning of love revealed perhaps a little ...
Dead thoughts of corpses (Ivan Donn Carswell Poem)
The symbols that we use are T shirts of the dead thoughts of corpses without heads, a rictus without sound ...
Absorbed in familiar rhythms (Ivan Donn Carswell Poem)
Absorbed in familiar rhythms, carillon of senses steeped in good vibrations, surrounded by musical beat pulsing potently in avidly articulated ...
Master Hugues Of Saxe-Gotha (Robert Browning Poem)
An imaginary composer.] I. Hist, but a word, fair and soft! Forth and be judged, Master Hugues! Answer the question ...
WREATH OF SONNETS (Vlanes Poems)
To Jena Woodhouse This way of minutes miserably mixed With their own blinks misunderstood By birds and trees, this eye-born ...