Poetry
Some insightful poems published on Poemhunter.com
In the midst of life
In the midst of life there wavers a restless vividness: and it be the spinal chord life's seal of sharpness. |
In utter suffocation
In utter suffocation At the joy of his rehabilitation From the down-fall he had experienced From the summit heights that he had Fallen: Oh yes, he had a right to joy: In utter suffocation, the suffocation of Ecstasy: At his rehabilitation. |
Merry is the womb
Merry is the womb It feels the Spring air though In winter on the fringe Was I born of sweet Spring : Merry is the womb For prophet be unto itself And it joys modest in The Future’s self : see Motion view Motion that will come The Brain and Thought run more Than the Physical : though both Are same trains yet not parallel : |
We have entered
We have entered For we see Shades of glory Walk all stately In their empery Down the path Between fir and oak Shades of glory Walk all stately And to the square Moon-lighted and serene they go. |
In to the gothic shade
In to the gothic shade two ghosts and one shroud were sitting in council I heard their whispering and their plans for the night that night and I saw that in their plans there was no treason and for their whispering and found not reason |
In the till of the Bank of life
In the till of the Bank of life I heard the coins fall down I heard the scents going up pace after pace along and up the stairs till they came to me. Then the door opened and I saw Life face to face without a mask. |