Sylvia Poems - Poems about Sylvia

...**Trigger Warning** "I Knew Anne Silently - My Ravenous Poe" I knew Anne. you’d think with a name like hers she’d be able to find her way out of unchartered water......Read More

...I shut my eyes and all the world drops dead; I lift my lids and all is born again. I think I made you up inside my head. -Sylvia Plath I see no reason to rhyme, but an aching heart......Read More

... My depression is deep and dark and many mile's wide, As the oceans I've swam, where other's have simply just died. A little about the mental health professional people I've met And yes I still......Read More

...Beneath the moon's melancholy glow, Inclosed secrets began to grow. A journey cut, a tale untold, In the closed path, emotions unfold. Her words, a labyrinth of despair, Yet beauty in each poe......Read More

... In love and war, they say all is fair, But once, when I took the marriage dare Feelings, dark as night, Burdened me, an angry fight. While I rested upon my bed, He stirred beside......Read More

... Once, when I was young – another writer, A poet and poetry lover, someone undiscovered… She (it could have been he since I only knew Pen names that faded from my memory once The words had left......Read More

...Requiem for Henry and Sylvia The papers arrived today. I gaze out the window of our posh villa and witness yet another spectacular Tuscan sunset. To my delight, a red-billed leiothrix is fl......Read More

...The tulips are too excitable, it is winter here. The tulips are too red in the first place, they hurt me. I didn’t want any flowers, I only wanted To lie with my hands turned up and be utterly emp......Read More

... "Heel" Another language speaks its truth one’s truth is another’s war Agamemnon and his achilles to heel a virtue to heal a cause such an odyssey styx and stones C......Read More

...Sylvia Plath ? In this world danced her words, in a poet's breath, Sylvia lived in realms of love and strife, Her verses weaved from darkness to bright wreath, A soul immersed in tumultuous life......Read More

...There are grill marks on the frozen chicken though they’ve never known the grill. The man in line behind me laughs and it’s warm like orange oven coils. I miss Sylvia Plath and hat......Read More

...and under a starless ceiling the fumes flood in like plumes of breath in February-frosted air fusty flu fumes gas fumes though there is no flue just phlegm tar-sticky in snow-stung l......Read More

...Gordon Lightfoot was born on Nov. 17, 1938, in Orillia, Ca. His first concert at Massey Hall in Toronto, encouraged by his parents, He won a contest for boys with unmodified voices prio......Read More

..."I felt my lungs inflate with the onrush of scenery—air, mountains, trees, people. I thought, "This is what it is to be happy." Sylvia Plath Stroll ......Read More

... “belles lettres” It’s a slow drifting off, that moment before you dive into the dark you surface to find a boat surrounded by shining pearls, Styx, a mirror......Read More