Ankara Poems - Poems about Ankara

... * I’m honored to say that this piece was used for a “War Poetry” class by Ann Marie Thornton at Bilkent University in Ankara, Turkey. Many thanks to her and the students for their questions and pho......

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...He is a Chinese man, He walks with the confidence of a crowned king Roaming Africa's ancient paths Like a masked spirit, unfazed by the stares That follow his every step. He finds a n......

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...Horrid night terrors invaded my dreams awakening me shattered thoughts tampering with my emotional state again while reliving the heinousness of a senseless arson murder of 9 persons the season for m......

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...On the west coast of Africa Stood a relics of ancient civilization A golden shore, a light at the end of the tunnel A pillar upon which the freedom of Africa is built. Blessed with so diverse ......

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...Reading fridge magnets; surprised how interesting, the world is when stamped into rubber decals. Rome, Ankara, both Buda and Pest. Watching a colorful rolling diorama, pictographs tumbling over......

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...Alfred out fishing Alfred, the pianist, who insists he is not my father, And I went out fishing caught a few when I gutted one of them We discovered a ring that Alfred said he had given to my mo......

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...I can’t tell it all The joy and sorrow we endure together We can’t forget the devil who stole our clothes and made us Angora rabbit in Ankara Tavsani. I remember our nakedness that was showcase ......

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...Reading my fridge magnets, I’m surprised how interesting the world is when stamped into rubber decals. Rome, Ankara, both Buda and Pest. I watch an oscilloscope between my ears, the spikes ar......

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...* This poem was written for a contest originally, but was used by Professor Anne-Marie Thornton of Bilkent University in Ankara, Turkey, to teach her WAR POETRY class in the spring semester of 2017. ......

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...From a balcony in Ankara Exotic birds swoon Pigeons sit on roof tops Awaiting on the moon Traffic noises hum Children’s voices clash Banging pots and pans For the evening dinner rush Crock......

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...But what of Aysin? She'd be here by three. What seemed to me the perfect metaphor (young Ankara was her, old "Stamboul", me) was not an easy drive - five hours, and more! It's midnight in m......

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...I felt a bit like Humbert, or John Proctor, an ageing vulture drawn to fresh young flesh. She was a pretty, witty Turkish doctor (so, not exactly plundering the creche!) She seemed to like ......

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...Her small angelic face ... Once a place where broad smiles bloomed like butterflies on marigolds, is streaked with the furrows that countless tears have etched into the layers of dust and di......

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...A lark smiles and chats With sunrays in Ankara Hunter shoots it dead Vengeance in a truck Mows down people in Berlin In Christmas shopping Pain in pink ribbons Thorns in vengeful souls st......

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...By a stone near Saqqara Sand blown from the Sahara Mixes with dust from Ankara Particularly near a pyramid it peculiarly disappears amid Two ascetics on a pilgrimage They observe the stra......

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