Poetry Gypsy

Tuesday, May 23, 2017


BIDE She asked shall I mourn for you, Anapos, as I drop rose petals pale lavender, reflecting hints of silver iridescence, floating in a shimmer atop trickling waters, while I call upon the moonlit beams of light resplendent to capture the kiss of yesterday's love and return to us our days of... Sign in to see full entry.

Monday, May 22, 2017


My heart goes out to the families and friends of those who were so innocently killed and injured in Manchester, England. Sign in to see full entry.

Sunday, May 21, 2017


TRUTH There is a release resulting from penning poetry unhindered that occurs when one searches within the soul and surrenders truth, revealing sights for all to see, saying... yes, this is me. © R. Presta Sign in to see full entry.

Saturday, May 20, 2017

Prose Poem

MOMENTARY STILLNESS Silence, blessed silence. Open doors, open windows, no tree trimmers, leaf blowers, sounds of cars, their tires clanging over loose manhole covers. G one is the noise of the TV, radio, dishwasher and clothes dryer. A lso gone is the pervasive, continuous taunting; the roaring... Sign in to see full entry.

Thursday, May 18, 2017


PSEUDO What's a person to do, this is only my view... I can't grasp the way of poetry sites today, with dynamics I'm doomed can't even tell who's really whom haven't the slightest clue what's required to do to write with aplomb as is taught at Sorbonne seems I'm out of my league all stressed meter's... Sign in to see full entry.

Wednesday, May 17, 2017


*SOOTHSAYER Between... remembered aches of yesterday and the knowledge that dreams of tomorrow are long past lost; reliving each burn of the Inferno's scorching blaze in blinding passages through fevered flames, leaving all the sweetness of innocent beginnings to a forsaken, solitary sail over an... Sign in to see full entry.

Tuesday, May 16, 2017

Blog Entry - Whine, Bitch and Moan

Hi everybody in Blogitsville! Just thought I'd mention, there'll be no poetry from me today. I can't think in poetic terms, or any other terms for that matter, in the midst of noise pollution. Maybe I will never think again. Funny, I don't recall moving to Hamburg, but after reading Naut's post... Sign in to see full entry.

Saturday, May 13, 2017


IMAGES Memories of Mom, like those of spirits free, are as timeless as each breath we take. HAPPY MOTHER'S DAY! (To those who celebrate or remember pleasantly, or both!) NOTE: One Happy Place in my memories of Mom took place one afternoon when I was about 8 years old. I never was a "clingy" child,... Sign in to see full entry.

Thursday, May 11, 2017


DELUGE A little tear, first wayward rogue, escapes the corner of one tired eye, it's nothing really, a simple misfire, a minute malfunction of an overused and underfed autonomous nervous system; yet defeat overwhelms me, a wind whipping against the waning winter sun, cold and flat. I never meant to... Sign in to see full entry.

Tuesday, May 9, 2017


SUBSTANCE if my words of poetry are mute speaking to the vacant air a void, eternity or deaf, unheard, unheeded by you who live your lost ghosts, phantoms anyone or blind, obscure, opaque unseen, unread, ignored eyeless in the dark groping never ever, are they hollow, empty lacking in the quiet... Sign in to see full entry.

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