Shakespearian Poems - Poems about Shakespearian

...As the Hedgehog is known for its hedge It seems he is known for his edge As he drives in the tip of the wedge Whether swinging a ball peen or sledge He will maul you with words aptly lurid Set......Read the rest...

...I’m a free spirit rising a freethinker dreaming Stoically climbing the surreal limbo bar, But I don’t know why i’m no bright spark for split seconds on fire lighting up the dark Yet w......Read the rest...

...As we taste the ink seasoned by those with a poetic mind We nod in good gesture to those who wrote Great minds think alike, yet none are two-of-a-kind Wonderful poets are so easy to find He......Read the rest...

...It’s midnight on June 24th. We’re returning from a “Hot Wax” concert - they were wretched. We’re heading back to Paris tomorrow, so we decided to just stop at the (Kube Hotel) lounge for nightcaps. ......Read the rest...

...What doesn’t kill you makes you stronger, yet, last year’s death toll amassed far too much grief. We count life’s breaths with terminal regrets. Lost my loud and crazy best friend, Yvette, w......Read the rest...

...The mist makes you see far. Driving home, it was late after a clinic visit the mist hung heavy over the valley that looked like a different landscape. I might as well drive in Bhutan, a place w......Read the rest...

...Emile’s set a poetry contest in which the poet omits one vowel It’s hard to write this exacting form yet I will not throw in the towel! So I’m tasked to write a poem I’ve got mysel......Read the rest...

... Marked by seven decades on land and sea, my asymmetrical soul always out of place. ......Read the rest...

...Into Darkness She Had So Sadly And Swiftly Fallen ( A Very Sad Tale With No Fairytale Ending ) There in the dark cold room, emptiness and sorrow Hung like a noose awaiting its next dying soul L......Read the rest...

... (A Shakespearian Sonnet) Is faith we own a stain on ‘faith more real,’ or tattoo burned on skin that’s in life’s game? Our faith stands up (when waves are not genteel) ......Read the rest...

...Our America is not a world stage, And we the black oppressed Are not mere players; rather, our story here Is a bloody reality—a bloody reality of our rape From the womb of our Motherland to our ......Read the rest...

...YELLOW Called him yellow? He must be an Albino! The point aimed at is this fellow But the yellow must always mellow Acting the Shakespearian Othello. No true friends in the ghetto Except you......Read the rest...

... Stop being so downcast! Stop feeling so blue! And please, stop caring about how many here like you! On this planet we have but a short time here. Don't you understand this basic truth? T......Read the rest...

...If only old justice could be as death in the daily lives we live. Pity, her evolution remains a punctuated checkmate delusion and her close kin, liberty, a symbiotic partner—both the prey of ......Read the rest...

...All appear denuded When you set in; Forests, hills, rivers, winds and The nymphs. Even the angels look disrobed, and Seem lying spread-eagled on barren clouds, Sans their birthrights; The lu......Read the rest...