Apollo Poems - Poems about Apollo

...instrumentalists mind, I rested thought employing it, only when needed shifting to heart, I became self-taught gentling touch, voice of conscience heeded Thomas Jeffrey Hanks......Read the rest...

...The two year old mahogany stallion's nostrils flared out mist in the cool April morning, his veins prominent, his sweat frothy on his regal neck and muscular chest. His exercise rider, a youth him......Read the rest...

... In smoke and flames of mighty Apollo T-minus fifteen seconds, engines on! O’ ship of divine distance I saw go when rocketeers on lunar ascent shone. New Age Columbus kings voyage and re......Read the rest...

...Custodians of ancient wisdom Omens on wings of white Symbols of transformation Graceful watchers in flight Harboring all the secrets the creative and destruction Protectors of the buffalo Wa......Read the rest...

...You’re my only thought, As I wake up or fall asleep I think of your hair, you hands , your eyes and how they are so deep The first time I saw you Love did beseech If you were the prettiest ......Read the rest...

...A rush of cold air blows over my skin stirring deep emotions within, and pushed the solitude of hope through the door and anchors the destiny of truth upon my battered soul. The open trenches of l......Read the rest...

...Gracious are the daughters of the circle of the sun, Greeting all the people on the way, Gentle as the morning dew and mindful of the one Helios, keeper of the day. Joy, daughter of the morning......Read the rest...

...Quote: The forest is my loyal friend. A Delphic shrine to me. Ralph Waldo Emerson ------------------------------------------------------------------------ The forest is my sanctuary, a sphere of......Read the rest...

...Written: May 09, 2024 ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ A diaphanous shroud on my cranium. It's worn down to the cram It's a reprieve from my madness. & now I clench my ......Read the rest...

...Greed left a trail of crumbs for you to follow Don't ask why you can't put your hands on me I am the deepest, darkest part of the ocean floor That we've established is too dangerous to explore ......Read the rest...

...Preposterous Eros by Michael R. Burch “Preposterous Eros” – Patricia Falanga Preposterous Eros shot me in the buttocks, with a Devilish grin, spent all my money in a rush then left my heart......Read the rest...

...What good is love, when guys and girls are whores? What use are we, when all is the libido? Good girls on their backs, bad girls on all fours, secretly swoon for guys like the Mandingo! ......Read the rest...

...Children's Poems IV These are poems for children and poems about children and their mothers, fathers, grandmother, grandfathers and extended families. Boundless by Michael R. Burch for......Read the rest...

... Wrought by the hands of Aphrodite this tale begun. With sunset glaze and infinite rythem. Had Apollo composed this melody? For this has been my only remedy. This longing can't be quenched n......Read the rest...

...Whoever you are death will come, whether you are king, or simply scum. Wherever you go, death will follow, on Earth or Mars or even Apollo. No one escapes the angel of death, your spirit he’ll claim,......Read the rest...