Gutenberg Poems - Poems about Gutenberg

... “Our being is descending into us from we know not whence. The most exact calculator has no prescience that somewhat incalculable may not balk the very next moment. I am constrained every......Read the rest...

... “Strange Creatures and The Forest of Egregore” Where do we go - when our rosebuds stop still in the cold, unwanted, along the unopened road? we walk into the for......Read the rest...

... "Distant" When winter came it came fast cold as a witch's t*t unwelcome and unwanted, we hesitate to move any further within the forest's interior alarm......Read the rest...

... “Nothingness” Words lines drawn unending dusk to dawn characters recognised transcribed in the mind where voices unheard plant meaning wild ivy grows ......Read the rest...

... "Poets are Us" The blood dripped off each piranha's sharpened fang acquiescing compliant with tragic complacency keep it neat and clean within the margins no ......Read the rest...

... "The Broken Valkyrie" when the artificial sun replaced true Light, revolution was a forgotten Valkyrie, Liberty had been put to bed broken whore of ......Read the rest...

... “Sacred Lakes” There is magic in your shaman bones stories shaken like strange mojo busy under cover of autumn leaves turning burnished to......Read the rest...

... "50 Words for Poe: Temporal" "Labyrinthine mind within chalked bones of cranium lies the vestibule and shrine of broken sacraments - abs......Read the rest...

... “In your light I learn how to love. In your beauty, how to make poems. You dance inside my chest where no-one sees you, but sometimes I do, and that sight becomes this art.” Rumi ......Read the rest...

...That an oral tradition has had such a lasting impact on humanity is astonishing. Since they first came out of the mouths of people, they have shot forth like an ever expanding bullet. Through th......Read the rest...

...The Huns held us here For nigh on three years For which case we've been held libel They've fired their best And all for the rest Including the Gutenberg Bible As we hid in this trench The......Read the rest...

...The drunken pen dips and swerves around curves on paper. Paper for the purpose of writing things—thoughts a pen brings. My cursive swings, wild and loopy. Oops! Too loopy. Took that curve too fast, r......Read the rest...

...Who am I? I am not Fred Flintstone, nor am I Billy Goat Gruff, And I am not Will Shakespeare, nor a Scotsman named MacDuff; I am not Tom, I am not Dick, and surely am not Harry; Not Goldilocks, no......Read the rest...