Ivan Poems - Poems about Ivan

There is a game we play but played by no one else The same game you can play If you play it by yourself. I had long ago wondered of what had me pondered for at home is an enigma and we...Read the rest...

“A famous work dating from 1885 by Russian realist painter Ilya Repin, Ivan the Terrible and his son Ivan. The painting depicts Ivan the Terrible mortally wounding his son Ivan in a fit of rage,...Read the rest...

I You have a vivid mind, heart, vocabulary A lover of God, I make excuses (true, right) Yes, South Africa fails us in electricity Still, Shakespeare worked by candlelight II I admire my sisters who do romance Sometimes sultry, often beauty in...Read the rest...

Art of Ivan Albright I hear a death rattle feel gloom despise grayscale-ness flat black paint kind of background lecherous guy creepy skeletal hands craggy face shirt looks dingy, dirty, smudged tablecloth is dank, dour, dusty, grays and blacks, morose, macabre I run from his...Read the rest...

There will be day I disappear All be the same in empty room A table and, of course, a chair And simple icon I resume. And butterfly in coloured silk will fly under the ceiling blue to flit to rustle and...Read the rest...

Ivan Milat is dead There is nothing to be sad about or to dread He killed seven backpackers in the Belanglo State Forest Finally dying from the cancer that gave him no rest A serial killer who showed...Read the rest...

Above my head there is grey sky, The wood that's bare without its cover, Below in glade lemon leaves lie in darkening dirt in lonely hour. Cold noise is spreading out above, Below is silence of the fading... My youth's...Read the rest...

There's wind and there's rain and there's mist above desert waters of cold, Here life's dead to spring, it's not pleased, to spring, wealth of gardens is sold. I'm alone in my bower, it's dark, I've got easel, wind blows...Read the rest...

Translation from Ivan Kotlyarevsky Why is the water so much roily?- Hasn’t it been shook up by the wave? Why am I sad and not jolly, Hasn’t my mother chastised me to save? Yet, my mother didn’t trouce me- From my...Read the rest...

CAT 5 HURRICANE -  IVAN THE TERRIBLE Your world of illusion is not of my choosing, but here we are stuck in a Hurricane's eye. The sea is so pleasing, but I know you're teasing, and our Hurricane is...Read the rest...

Let’s dream and wonder How societies would live their diurnal, Wondrous and productive lives If every member of that fraternity Of brothers, sisters, mothers, fathers, children Would have shame and higher conscience And let it be the guiding...Read the rest...

Just a quick look First chapter of a book First verse of a song Can’t stay overlong A 50-yard dash Gone in a flash Not right, not wrong Can’t stay overlong A heat seeking missile God blows the whistle God strikes the gong Can’t stay overlong... *Dedicated...Read the rest...

she gave me a call Seconds after she pulled u outta her womb, Ur mum is the greatest woman alive So we named u ivan,our gift From the Great Spirit,GOD that is....Read the rest...

she gave me a call Seconds after she pulled u outta her womb, Ur mum is the greatest woman alive So we named u ivan,our gift From the Great Spirit,GOD that is....Read the rest...

after Ivan's wake, later that night while I slept, I had a dream.......... suddenly! I was in a parking garage below ground, it was dark and oil-greasy, I was standing near a car, a big old four-door and...Read the rest...