Bespeak Poems - Poems about Bespeak

...James Joyce: In winding streets of Dublin, I did dwell, found Ulyssean tales to weave and tell. In this modern age, voices rise anew. What themes thrive, Margaret, in works like ......Read the rest...

... Our Border Is A Complete Disaster Miracle Man September 19, 2023 Each day that passes brings this country more grief, and migrants coming illegally will be allowed to stay. From this......Read the rest...

...Hate, hateful hate, how doth thy poison spread A venomous fang within the human heart That doth darken all thoughts of light instead And tears friends and lovers far apart. Thou art a curse, a ......Read the rest...

...In realm of love, you are the awe of mystique~ Musings of smitten soul, passions bespeak, When glances romantic lure enamored night To dance of fantasies moonlit revelries ignite Waltzing with st......Read the rest...

...Dear Lord, the Giver of excess We invoked your name at the start of this assembly We have sailed safely to the shore of the meeting We have poured our thoughts as unqualified mortals Seeking to b......Read the rest...

...What If I Die? Will the world be upside down? Will the stars stop moving around? Will u have an intransient hollow? Will it be difficult for you to swallow? Not ,as I think so deep . Sure......Read the rest...

...a heart … is meant for a far better habitation - for a chest that garners gold and laurels … and a coursing of benevolence and bounty, not blight … so why? perhaps it thrums to weed the w......Read the rest...

...Silent all winter the stone bird bath frozen in time. Autumn debris covered where in spring a fountain of daffodils erupt…. Between carpets of velvet moss- hushed breath purple faces of mini Ir......Read the rest...

...Across the Heath the chill'ed land’s in sleep The Bushes hunched, the bare trees holding still In cyclic pattern: seasons’ lives bespeak Not grip of death but life's farseeing will That shall rev......Read the rest...

...In My Power (For the survivors of the tornados in America) If it were in my power, I would be there To put back together all the jigsaw parts The myriad fragments of your shattered towns And pi......Read the rest...

...Purpose By Sy Roth Woke this morning to a sodden sky Stretched to the limit of my arms And could hear the crack of my back and the crick in my neck To bespeak an existence. I think. Mean......Read the rest...

...Minerva’s child addressed Lycaons son; “we owl and wolf are truly one”, for air and earth guardians we be. I come my brother from the trees, to meet with you upon this hour, for Gaia ......Read the rest...

...(oh, mercy ... ) amazing eye whites, perfect and pure as glacial ice - they draw me in, like diving into a clear Caribbean lagoon, fluid and cool ... brown iris so dark in contrast, ......Read the rest...

...Oh My Father in Heaven, Lord and Master of all You survey, My Suzerain, Lord of my life and my death, Hear my prayer. I beseech Thee, look down upon Thy People with forgiveness. Know that we st......Read the rest...

...Traditional shimmering Christmas trees With baubles and icicles and ornaments Bring exquisite feelings of joy and peace Each December day in present tense. The scent of pine, the solace of sigh......Read the rest...