Wilde Poems - Poems about Wilde

-When I was young, I thought that money was the most important thing in the world. Today, I'm sure. !!!...

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Witty, flamboyant, vain, he seldom smiled, red lips on his tomb by women beguiled: he said funny poignant things, he wrote, he wrote things with wings; got grey but never got old . . Oscar Wilde...

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In answer to Oscar Wilde's quote "never love anyone who treats you like you are ordinary" I cannot help but love him she said But he puts you down, we pointed out He sequesters you from your family and friends He isolates you from your loves and your joys She could not be persuaded, she had to find it out for...

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(Oscar Wilde wrote that long poem "The Ballad of Reading Gaol" in 1897, quoted here. In it, a man met his death; for some decades the UK has not had the death penalty.) ...

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Oscar Wilde BALLAD of REDING GAOL . . ¶ ...

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Once for whom the bell tolls did exist the playwright and the war journalist. Wilde had an ego that’s true but Hemingway always knew the importance of being Ernest! ~~~ Both men had huge egos. Ernest...

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Too fragile stems hold heliotrope heads Taffeta flaunted purple pompoms preposterous Let us lie on the grass, smoke cigarettes Aft petal papering conjure new year's purpose Behold from below the branches spread Frilly dusk shock puffs, dancing shuffle clusters Obscure wombs become Wilde, paraded Lying Spring in Winter cherry bloom discovered Crushed plums, ostrich plumage cabaret Bud watching binoculars magnify trivial matters Syrup decay drips...

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Excerpts from the Journal of Dorian Gray by Michael R. Burch (These are verified excerpts from Oscar Wilde's "Journal of Dorian Gray") It was not so much dream, as error; I lay and felt the creeping terror of what I had become take hold . . . The moon watched, silent, palest gold; the picture by the mantle watched; the clock upon the...

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" The ugly can look pretty ... The beauty will never" ... The pretty one can get ugly ... The horrendous will never stay ...

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Watch the rodents and regulars Sifting through the spiritless so-so Of their sake. Rushing for a room In the established B&B, Avocados and aperitifs Swelling their bellies and slowing their minds. Always wary of all their wares, Reapers of replication. The competition of the committee For no tribute, nor travesty, just toll. Watch the stickmen and society Parade through the pith paths Of their poetry. Dawdling for...

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no more saints and no more sinners said the girl with tears of a phoenix my angel of the night and disarmed me with her delightful calmness when art and romance merged together in an astounding temptation...

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Like Oscar Wilde I can resist everything except temptation Love, the sweat the moans the passion She loves but she knows she is no good I love but my fear is I am not too It takes two to love but our wills cant do With death the only thing that terrifies us two We...

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“Some cause happiness wherever they go Others whenever they go” One of Oscar Wilde's famous quotes Would have been a great man to know “Always forgive your enemies Nothing annoys them so much” Another gem from this famous fellow As a humorist he sure had the touch “America was discovered before Columbus But it had always been hushed up” Yet another gem from this fertile...

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Very good Mr. Wilde. Very witty, i guess I cant relate. As long as your happy, That’s what matters, I guess. Revered by my revere, I was desperate to love, But you wouldn’t notice, Even if I did, Smear, Mirrors fat reflection, Is far more interesting, Than any guest, I could ever be. Knocks on the door, Your head froths with swirling waves, A satisfied smile curves your face, You answer, A frown, a...

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Dear Oscar was a darling for a day, In fashion with the fawning, fickle press, Who later laughed his dignity away, And saw his soul unbutton and undress. The once delightful dilettante was stilled, His unborn epigrams aborted in his mind, His future poetry and plays each killed, His fancy faltering mute, deaf and blind. For Oscar’s art was...

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