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The River

Stepha Kaye and Ima Gen

(B. Marquardt-Alexander is retiring. I am taking over this now). 

A Siamese cat, with bright emerald eyes
Light and dark in the night looked on
With an element of surprise. 

He searched high and low after midnight
For milky goodness, sweet and white. 
A feline craving and misbehaving
For the only item on which he

Categories: ballads, animal, anxiety,
Form: Ballad

Shayla, Part 1

The Wandering Heart (Shayla Part 1)

by Bob Dylan, Ima Gen, and B. Marquardt-Alexander


(Verse 1)

On desolate highways, she stands alone

A beauty worn, with eyes that once shone

Near thirty summers, her heart does ache

With every step, a piece of her does break

(Chorus)

Oh, Shayla, with a heart full of pain

She searches for solace, but it's all in vain

Her

Categories: ballads, absence, addiction, western,
Form: Lyric

BALLADS OF REGRETS

I have always
been scared of tomorrow.
to appease my soul,
i've always clung to
yesterday.
but now i've seen
my future with you,
my dear.
i have tightened my grip
i'm no longer
letting go of yesterday.
I guess i know my way better.

Categories: ballads, 10th grade, feelings,
Form: Free verse

Book: Radiant Verses: A Journey Through Inspiring Poetry

Poetry Soup Is

Poetry Soup Is…

A place to post words and be heard
a platform for prose, a poet’s eatery
A sonneteer’s palace, for the sagacious or the absurd 
A silver chalice that pours golden poetry
Rhymed and skillfully quilled 
Artful rhythmic compositions, sublimely finished
Inspirational ink spilled, 
authentic and unblemished

Poetry Soup Is…

Ramen in a cup
Slurp up noodles of literary lines grand
or

Categories: ballads, analogy, community, how i
Form: Rhyme

Under the vault of eternal stars, where strings of light sing the ballads of infinity

Under the vault of eternal stars, where strings of light sing the ballads of infinity,
Two kinds of people are born, woven into the fabric of the cosmic destiny,
Most people are those who cannot think, only believe,
They do not open to reason, but only to the enchantments of authority, which envelops their fears in a mystic

Categories: ballads, fantasy,
Form: Free verse

Dust Bowl Ballads

Listening to the Boss Singing 
The Ghost of Tom Joad,
Imagining the Okies as they
Travelled their Desolation Road.
Word Pictures  by Steinbeck,
Dust Bowl Ballads by Guthrie,
Green Pastures Of Plenty
Pretty Boy Floyd, Doh Ray Mi.

Ecological disaster,
Dust and drought,
Trees chopped down
Good land farmed out.
Then  came the winds
That blew the soil away
Followed by the Bankers
Who took their land

Categories: ballads, change, environment, future,
Form: Rhyme

Ballads and Symphonies

The soul of a place,
The lines written in our hearts,
The songs that linger.


November 12, 2022.
A New Hiku Footle Tanka Poetry Contest,
Brian Strand.

Categories: ballads, poetry,
Form: Haiku

Chorus For a Sea Shanty

Set your willy on fire boys, 
set your willy on fire 
Dance and sing and hop and scream 
and set your willy on fire.

Categories: ballads, boy, humor, men, music,
Form: Ballad

Rustle of Lips

Paper rustle of your lips 
is not needed to her really,
You're a knight, but your heart weeps,
You were brave, why are you thrilling?

You would strip your zealous sword,
But there are no foes in moment,
It would sing and say a word
loudly-loudly without torment.

And your ballads have no sense,
You're not worthy for the beauty,
All your deeds don't

Categories: ballads, fantasy, hero, longing, love
Form: Lyric

Unknown Ballads

I persist in singing my unknown beguiling ballads
As the verdurous pasture slowly glides
Over the vernal bowers of wilderness! 
 
Yearnings, sorrows and joyfulness
Prompt me to offer floral tributes
To this celebrated earth wherein 
For a while I roam to glimpse its grandeur—
Its legacy and alliance with mankind!

Categories: ballads, peace,
Form: Prose Poetry

Dead Ballads

Dead Ballads

Written on the pages of time 
read tarnished couplets and 
quatrains 
which corroded pauses are 
leprechauns sat on pots and 
pans 
which melt before and after the 
rain. Yet the lyrics exist, they 
are just a phantom, a semblance- 
in a ghoulish apparition, 
they are moved but recurs, the 
leaves too timid to roll

Categories: ballads, betrayal,
Form: Ballad

Ballads

Long lonely ballads sooth my soul,
recounting loves which ne’r grow old.
With tales of lives, of toil and strife
which linger on the sharpest notes.

Laments pining through the key of D.                      
Songs sung in dissonant harmony.

Categories: ballads, happiness, health, musicme,
Form: Verse