Wednesday, April 10, 2013
More April Poetry...Part II
This is the second part of T.S. Eliot’s poem, The Wasteland... II. A Game of Chess The Chair she sat in, like a burnished throne, Glowed on the marble, where the glass Held up by standards wrought with fruited vines From which a golden Cupidon peeped out (Another hid his eyes behind his wing)...
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Tuesday, April 9, 2013
More April Poetry...Part I
Pat reminds us that April is Poetry Month, and she has posted two beautiful examples, one of her own and another one by Mary Oliver, whose work I am not familiar with, though we know Pat’s poetry of course, and I like it very much. I am not a poet, though I enjoy poetry, and inevitably, at least for...
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Wednesday, February 13, 2013
Happy Valentine's Day
Valentine’s Day Sonnet The songs of love that men have sung at times Have sighed, have wooed and pledged their singers’ lives To lovers, flirts and buxom concubines, Audaciously to other peoples’ wives. But rarely have they raised their ardent voice To those who occupy their dreamful bed, Who long...
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Wednesday, October 17, 2012
haiku no. 47
pale sun in bare trees leaves swirling dull windows stare a broken swing creaks ©jack bremer
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Sunday, September 2, 2012
haiku no. 46
o your cherry eyes an Oak Island mystery awash in danger © jack bremer
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Sunday, January 29, 2012
Is Death’s purple grace Taking what we love Making us die in stages Easing the load of our final steps Or is the bitter cup of loss Just Death’s gray cruelty? ©Jack Bremer
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Monday, May 30, 2011
Lunch
There is nothing as delicious And nothing as auspicious Than to meet a buxom lady Or possibly a bunch For a sun-drenched, wine-soaked Frolicking, finger-licking, rollicking Three-martini lunch ©Jack Bremer Although gnomes are not my favourite lunch companions, this poem was nonetheless inspired by...
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Sunday, May 15, 2011
haiku no. 45
tender is the grass moist May-green and succulent my doggie grazes ©jack bremer
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Wednesday, April 6, 2011
haiku no. 44
dust floats in sunbeam cat purrs on warm windowsill knows no history ©jack bremer
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Friday, April 1, 2011
haiku no. 43
misty morning sun hopeful robin searches lawn there will be lilacs ©jack bremer This was inspired by and was also my answer to Juliah's latest poem, found here http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/juliah/688862
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