Barden Poems - Poems about Barden

... sift, sift, the sands of time sift, for loves gone missing sifting thru a passion’s pall bows, once sweetly kissing bend, bend, the willows old bend, ......Read the rest...

... why … why do we careless creatures hold on so tightly? tears are not poisonous they will not etch our face with the afflictions they carry but they WILL assuage its acidity - why not let t......Read the rest...

... demons … the beasts love feasts upon tended like sheep by character and good intention their devious vigor comes in their knowledge of the souls they badger and vex for that blood is of on......Read the rest...

... ~ for Mom ~ it seems … like yesterday and it seems like forever … I can see them clearly I can feel the soft wrinkles of skin her little hands - clutching the round disc skin as thin ......Read the rest...

... the ivy crunches ‘neath my boot cold sounds that crisp the winds a snow has left its whitened soot not just the ground but with age found my head and cheeks … a......Read the rest...

... more … more than I’ll ever know … that’s how much you love me (just spoken) but what the hell does that mean? how do you know that I’ll never know how much you love me?? I mean, thanks … ......Read the rest...

... blackbirds … innumerable … clouds and washes of them I grin to myself - symbolism … you taught me that and more … (and less) you taught me the difference between love and lust … and Love ......Read the rest...

... beware ... they are coming I hear them as they tap their invariable pulses on my spirit like steel drums in the Cruzan night all at once frightening and irresistibly intoxicating - the war......Read the rest...

... I’m not one but a whisper - I’m nothing ‘cept a sham a pharaoh for the faceless and the finer freaks, I am cormorant for the chinamen rusty wire wraps......Read the rest...

... oh hark, rejoice - it’s back again a mem’ry of my who knows when to take my joy and twist it ‘round alluding all that might have been a small, dark place I can n......Read the rest...

... how … how many odes have been composed for the sake of the human eye? since humans first etched papyrus or chiseled stone or painted cavern facades by firelight the magnificence of the visu......Read the rest...

... delightful what a dazzlement brings … what others deem prepost’rous things - so burled and brown and bound with strings hark - how sweet this waxwing sings … ......Read the rest...

... a book … waits a gaze … to feed the hungry starvation by ignorance and ill ids (neglect, the inadvertent symptom, devouring) it has done so for time immeasurable - edges faded to sepia and ......Read the rest...

... oh, the so-sublime motion of your sway dressed in naught but the moon's wisps sole fascination of the gods themselves should Valhalla ever hold the refinement to abide such flawlessly ......Read the rest...

... clutch them … nourish them … draw all to your being with a lover’s hunger the cosmos bears suns, innumerable each a rarity of scintillation unlike any other - a macrocosm of nascency and ......Read the rest...