Best Old English Poems

Her grace, she moves in poetry,
Tread cobbled path of wandering heart;
She speaks in moonlight spirit,
Thine treasure chest come undune,
'Till I lose mine feathers,
Frozen by her...

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Upon the twinkling of silent twilight,
tranquil thoughts set adrift, 
infatuated in elysian reflection.

The mind wanders, 
observing and listening - roaming;
avoiding confusing crossroads
leading into chimerical phantasms.

Overwhelmed...

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"Cepan- Old English 

to keep (an eye on); observe; regard
to keep (stock of)
to keep (to follow a rule); betake oneself to; meditate
to await; bear
to desire;...

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A nation of peace,a nation of pride
A nation that's spread far and wide.
A nation of hope,a nation of joy,
Thats free for all, man,women ,girl and...

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Merciles Beaute ("Merciless Beauty")
by Geoffrey Chaucer
loose translation/interpretation by Michael R. Burch

Your eyes slay me suddenly;
their beauty I cannot sustain,
they wound me so, through my heart...

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Maidens, bloody maidens, I had me six of ‘em wenches, ye knowest
Fullsome Catherine of Aragon wrought havoc ‘tween me and the Pope
Besought a divorce, split...

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Rising of the red dragon,
roaring loud clap of thunder,
wings spread from a trap dungeon,
on top a summit underground well.

An old English Falcon knight,
the bells summon,...

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There Winter Lonely Fallows Deeply Dream


Long after that ripe golden sunset gleam
Cool silvery tones, wavering light;
Then winter lonely fallows deeply dream
Into the grayish ghostliness of...

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As if to bless with daylights warm embrace
     You come to me, my love, in hallowed grace
    ...

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                        Ga...

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dreams of rest
that are bequest
good fortunes
on the mile
old english
(the final wish)
a cause for one to smile
for what hath naught
time forgot
all but for the script
stroke of...

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Scrubbing Bubbles, Dreft, Life Buoy, and Shout.
Help me to get my greasy grimy out.
Irish Spring, Dove, Windex, Borax too,
I turn to them when I am...

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a Christmas card’s a little thing
so much~ a loving wish to bring
but still my Christmas souvenir you’ll take
in kindness, for the giver’s sake

The first known...

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"One man's trash is another man's treasure" Old English Proverb

Just because you think some thing is too old or has become
Useless doesn’t mean it should...

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Written by Gail DeBole  
and included in PS: It's Poetry
A PoetrySoup.com anthology published in 2020

Note: Grendel was the monster in the old English Heroic...

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