Shakespeare Poems - Poems about Shakespeare

Shall I compare thee to an elephant? Thou art a thousand times more relevant. Not from a floppy ear doth ardor rise, Nor yet doth sinuous trunk knot love’s sweet ties; And if thou can’t stampede across the plains, Nor deftly roll in mud when monsoon rains, I find my heart shall hold here little lack, As pachyderm thou aren’t in love’s...

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To ponder or not to ponder - that is the question. Is it a waste of my precious seconds, minutes, hours To dwell on the questions that plague my mind? I spend my waking and waning hours mulling and considering, Crashing waves of question marks and possibilities Dance around in my mind's eye, quelling the beast of sleep. A skeptical girl's...

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channels of poetry divinity descends deepen wonder of life beauty in material form brings in fresh dew __________ D R O P ...

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Lessons from Shakespeare Here’s a song of tragedies Four plays from bygone times Shakespeare did the penmanship For these heroic crimes. Hamlet was a stately prince King Lear a royal dad Othello was a noble man Macbeth was just plain bad. From these stories we can learn That great men can have flaws And even in this century We all can crash and burn. Come...

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I need a break, a minute’s breath of space; The furious tempo driving me along, a fussy temper, fervent all day long to strive, stress, toil, scramble to keep the pace— —the pace of a spent poet keeping face;— enough to numb a hand that once inked strong words, and made paper sound loud as a gong.— and what a base...

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clouds appear as shapes dragons sometimes forks and trees naming the unnamable a search for home (Anthony and Cleopatra) busyness seeming much to do and the rain in opposition (King John) tears and swollen rivers dissolving the boundaries separating home (Richard II) the weather seems to facilitate or oppose bringing to stories uninvited guests (Love's Labor Lost) youth a scattering for experiences away while never departing from home (Taming of the Shrew)...

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I do enjoy verbal tennis wordplay may be a game outwit outsmart the opponent is the only aim lobbing phrases across the net volley and rally back and forth no one's a loser and yet those precious few who think on their feet will always win have you beat Shakespeare is the all-time champ merely a player with poem and sonnet through thick and thin he'd go...

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The love that knows no boundary set by clan; The clans that know no love except for war; The flower that dares to bloom, but never can; This then the story Shakespeare told, in core. And what the nature of a petty feud? Where pride replaces peaceful, prosperous life; Where little things as mountains are construed, And things far greater die within...

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Neither a borrower nor a lender be; For loan oft loses both itself and friend, And borrowing dulls the edge of husbandry. Lord Polonius to Laertes - Hamlet, Act 1 Scene 3 your magnitude of desire is an ocean that can only be scantily filled. the vendors cast a net to trap thee into their web of deceit. you crave for fashion far...

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Thus said Shakespeare " in poetry nothing is created everything is copied " PS. Thus he was known, he said that in a certain way he plagiarized verses, because everything had already been thought before by someone else......

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Quote from Berowne in "As You Like It" "And I, forsooth, in love!". Now Shakespeare speaking with his good friend Richard Burbage..... I must tell you forsooth of my midsummer dream a witch conjures bluetooth her thoughts an air stream oh crucify me not t'is just a fantasy and a wonderous plot for some more alchemy my very dear Burbage this bluetooth will be...

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“Brevity is the soul of wit.” Shakespeare (from Hamlet, Act 2, scene 2) Succinctness must be kin to wit. In his own way, Shakespeare said it, so why use words to flutter and flit. I’ll finish right here and click submit. ...

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“Rough winds do shake the darling buds of May.” Sonnet 18: Shall I compare thee to a summer’s day? BY WILLIAM SHAKESPEARE Waiting for the dentist’s assessment of my implant screw. I watch Dogwood buds on dry branches rattle on the window pane. Why did Shakespeare’s quote pop into my head right then? while wondering if the bone graft grew, ‘every...

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“Out of my sight! Thou dost infect mine eyes.” ? William Shakespeare, Richard III Why, oh why I can’t lie I let you get too close And I got pink eye! ...

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Heir on Fire by Michael R. Burch I wanted to be Shelley’s heir, Just fourteen years old, and consumed by desire. Why wouldn’t my Muse play fair? I went to work—pale, laden with care: why wouldn’t the words do as I aspired, when I wanted to Keats’s heir? My verse seemed neither here nor there. How the hell did Sappho tune her lyre? And...

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