Kinsmen Poems - Poems about Kinsmen

...This Sunday, Before noon, In my community church, Wedding bells ring? Rosemary, Daughter of our land, Weds! Grand invitations With ancestral R.S.V.P. To be spoken with flutes, Dressed i......

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...I look back to the halcyon days When Mrs Johnson, A comely widow, ran fruitful Errands for the new railway, and for Our undeveloped district. A frail, little maid in green cardigan And sable wo......

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...Widsith the Far-Traveler, Part II ancient Anglo-Saxon poem loose translation/interpretation by Michael R. Burch Hrothulf and Hrothgar, uncle and nephew, for a long time kept a careful peace tog......

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...The Wanderer, Part II Awakening, the friendless man confronts the murky waves, the seabirds bathing, broadening out their feathers, the hoar-frost, harrowing hail & snow eternally falling… Th......

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...The Wyrdes were like the Fates, controlling human destinies. The Wanderer ancient Anglo-Saxon poem translation by Michael R. Burch “The one who wanders alone longs for mercy, longs for grace......

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..."The Wife's Lament" or "The Wife's Complaint" is an Old English/Anglo Saxon poem found in the Exeter Book, which has been dated to 960-990 AD, making it the oldest English poetry anthology. "The Wife......

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...Look how fractured a people we are The strong bond we once shared Is no longer anywhere to be found Except in the torment where we are bound. We let an unknown concept The babble of the tongue......

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...“Of all flowers, methinks a rose is best.” – William Shakespeare, The Two Noble Kinsmen Sweet Rose, for ages you have blessed the human race with your beauty, elegance and grace. You show yo......

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...It should come to you as no real surprise, that the selfsame pro-choice and infanticide of twenty eight days to murder their newborn children, who survived abortion. Most likely even if they wer......

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...Upon this rock, was my fate etched By the hands of Akooke Olemo. I lingered on her laps like mummy’s boy, Though my own blood at me, distantly beckoned. Her Martian hand nurtured and nourished m......

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...I saw a dazzling rose, Whose red petals cast blinding hues upon me. She shot her cupid arrows from the Kabaka’s backyard, And punctured the cocoon of my innocence. My heart burnt for a feel o......

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...Christ in a manger was laid, regally known but lowly; his royal identity was to three wise men revealed, but from his kinsmen concealed. Christ was in Bethlehem born; his royal ancestor's cit......

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...Out of a manger, one named Emmanuel for three years sought to show His kinsmen the Way. The Light of the World, His lips hasted to tell of sweet forgiveness when men choose to obey. Away from t......

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...His forefather migrated, He left his kinsmen, He left his clan, He went in search of a home, He journeyed far from his homeland, He traversed territories, None was befitting to settle, Some......

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...Would you love to read the joy in poetry? Would you pass poetry to the pit? Or would you grant me the grace to write in defense of poetry? If you picked “yes” on the second and fourth lines Th......

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