Jonson Poems - Poems about Jonson

...Ben Jonson ' Hourglass' _ ( ) ii ( ) [ ]......Read the rest...

...Ben Jonson a bricklayer by trade poetics then came to his aid He loved the epigrammatic quatrain as they did not need to tax his brain......Read the rest...

...True Love Cento There must be a million ways To say I love you But these words will suffice for now Take all my loves, my love, yea, take them all: If ever two were one, then surely we. If......Read the rest...

...NOVELTIES by Thomas Campion loose translation/interpretation by Michael R. Burch Booksellers laud authors for novel editions as pimps praise their whores for exotic positions. This is my tra......Read the rest...

...B-eacon E-rases N-egative J-inx O-f N-ight S-hadow O-pening N-ewness Topic: Poet (Ben Jonson) Form: Vertical Monocrostic......Read the rest...

...Blank pages stare back at me waiting for my mind to pour its' heart out. I grab my pen, throw on my headphones wait, wait for my mind to give my heart words that need to be written. ......Read the rest...

...Who woods these were Robert didn't know But if Sam was there he would tell you so That Eleanor Jonson lived in that shack He brother Tim lived out in back Tim was quite a hard working fellow ......Read the rest...

...Two cowpokes stagger to the saloon Fighting because thems fighting words Over a red parrot blocking their path Pacing arrogantly before the bar entrance Flapping green wings and screeching The t......Read the rest...

..."You will miss the best thing if you keep your eyes shut" TIME passes a pleasant soft waft, Seems to be slow but not, it fast as a mega aircraft. The GLOBE gyrates like a wheel, however it's ......Read the rest...

...Tarot Reader You could do it well too! Zohar of the crystal ring, ask me questions, anything.... what comes to mind is the very thing that they are asking for, first answer not......Read the rest...

...Passion its as passion writes of every line, oh sweetest one you are divine, between your thighs i burn to slip, wet kisses moisten honey, ****, till onto me you climb, and frenzied ......Read the rest...

...The night was dark an stormy, The Billy goat went blind, It flew into a barbed wire fence and tore its never mind, {anonomous?} Ole Don he drove the A model Ford, At least it was a ute…......Read the rest...

...Brainwsh Ann-Lise thoughts are deeds, words are the weeds, the mind collects sometimes, a salesman speaks to in your mind, hard sell his only crime, the pressure aint sublime... ......Read the rest...

...Said Jonson, vulgar rhyme a petty crime Swindling paupers begging fleeting stime Opined syllabic compress from simple mimes Which o'er lazy, temporal lobes did climb Simple, jingoistic rhythms to pri......Read the rest...

...The inn had gone to waste: I’d sold it off in haste. Awaking in the gloom, as orbs lit up the room, I recognised the ghost of Jonson, the old host. I said, ‘I thought you’d come’ - and poured myse......Read the rest...