Lexicons Poems - Poems about Lexicons

...Quote: The forest is my loyal friend. A Delphic shrine to me. Ralph Waldo Emerson ------------------------------------------------------------------------ The forest is my sanctuary, a sphere of......Read the rest...

... A dispenser of dishonest vice, a peddler of blatant lies, In his unscrupulous realms, nobility of truth sadly dies, Where righteous vibes of morality and decency agonize; Where benevolence cries......Read the rest...

...Biographies of different kinds, Orwell with Atwood, intertwined, Old books, new books, a thousand rhymes, Keeping their words, holding those lines, Singing caged birds, sit whistling chimes, His......Read the rest...

...From the very depths of my inner being I cherish poetry, without the written verse I’d be impoverished as a person, literary projects spur me on to otherworldy epic peaks, an open channel with f......Read the rest...

...Choose moment foiled Over moment gone or none. Penance paid all bard alas anon. Bars of boxcars rolling down Canals of clotted wax; These are the facts As I know them to be; Sum total me. ......Read the rest...

...I know languages count by silent lexicons I know oceans measure by waving hands I know serpents poison by miseries I know clouds mould by whispers I know rivers clutter by sediments I ......Read the rest...

...You might have noticed that: Trumpsky has favorite words in his limited vocabulary "Believe it" and "YUGE" are redundancies in his formulary But TV Talking Heads have their own words too Wh......Read the rest...

...Rather than Ten Commandments, beginning with loving YHWH, iconically accessible and yet mysterious as ecosystemic Earth, Native Americans and perhaps all original people mutually deploy Origina......Read the rest...

...Chinue Achebe You are the moon of Africa' night tale, You are the muse, the pen and the mood A thousand brave waves of the blacks I write through the galaxy of your stars here. Wole Soyinka ......Read the rest...

...God One word Oh Poets join me in my thirst for words There is only one And in the mastery of language mysteries Carried on with feeble soul to find To speak of that which I do not know And ......Read the rest...

...My abecedarian fingers Numb to their recalculations and lexicons I brush slimly my thumb through each And clasp myself in fives or nines It sinks its full weight like an equivocate clasp One g......Read the rest...

...I see their faces on billboards & posters with democrat's smiles they flatter their figures they do not paint their mastiff & slavers The constellations of their idle ideals is missing in their pi......Read the rest...