Wyatt Poems - Poems about Wyatt

Affable people are likeable fools Divorced from the moment their banter unspools Affable people in search of a creed Amusing examples — of folly indeed (Dreamsleep: March, 2025) ...

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They called me a coward, said my words would hide, Too timid to face the storm, I’d run and confide. My thoughts were shadows, secrets bound tight, In the echoes of silence, I fought my own fight. They wanted bold thunder, unyielding and loud, To speak like the lightning, piercing the cloud. But my voice trembled, a flickering flame, Afraid of the...

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SIR THOMAS WYATT TRANSLATIONS 2 What menethe this? by Sir Thomas Wyatt, circa early 16th century loose translation/interpretation by Michael R. Burch WHAT does this mean, when I lie alone? I toss, I turn, I sigh, I groan; My bed seems near as hard as stone: What means this? I sigh, I plain continually; The clothes that on my bed do lie, Always, methinks, they...

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SIR THOMAS WYATT TRANSLATIONS 1 Whoso List to Hunt ("Whoever Longs to Hunt") by Sir Thomas Wyatt loose translation/interpretation/modernization by Michael R. Burch Whoever longs to hunt, I know the deer; but as for me, alas!, I may no more. This vain pursuit has left me so bone-sore I'm one of those who falters, at the rear. Yet friend, how can I draw...

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Welcome, Summer by Geoffrey Chaucer loose translation/interpretation by Michael R. Burch Now welcome, Summer, with your sun so soft, since you’ve banished Winter with her icy weather and driven away her long nights’ frosts. Saint Valentine, in the heavens aloft, the songbirds sing your praises together! Now welcome, Summer, with your sun so soft, since you’ve banished Winter with her icy weather. We have good...

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Wyatt by Edmund Siejka We were in London Dining in a four-hundred-year-old pub Dark wood paneling Beams carved from tree trunks History and privilege In medieval England For us it was a family vacation And everyone came. My grandson Wyatt sat next to me And I turned my attention to him Letting the other adults talk Among themselves. Eyeing the beer in front of me He asked Grandpa...

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Verse in metred word makes our inner voices heard With image,cadence and tone we signature it our own, Individual and distinct as dna For all to see,our personality,writ large each day. Note : a double coupled form (IE quatrain) in Thomas Wyatt(1502-42) poulter's measure style 12/14 syllable lines....

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Experience overrules prescription of form when euphony carries off a poem beyond the norm...

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Englishman Thomas Wyatt adventurer poet & diplomat Imported rom Italy the strombotto Rhyming forms Sicilian,& Toscano...

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“Whoso List to Hunt” is a famous early English sonnet written by Sir Thomas Wyatt (1503-1542) in the mid-16th century. Whoever Longs to Hunt by Sir Thomas Wyatt loose translation/interpretation/modernization by Michael R. Burch Whoever longs to hunt, I know the deer; but as for me, alas!, I may no more. This vain pursuit has left me so bone-sore I'm one...

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Wyatt Berry Stapp Earp knew how to snag a gun totin' perp, loved the ladies, but never liquor. He was a habitual ice cream licker! For Kim's Cleri-who? Contest, 5/31/15...

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I am walking in your footprints again. My bare feet are so small when contained within the imprint of your own We have walked this soft grassy road, side by side. Now I walk only with your essence. I feel the brush of your skin and callouses of your hands on my body. Such soft...

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** This poem is in memory of Allison N. Wyatt, one of the children who died in the Sandy Hook Shooting. Allison's favorite color was green and she loved to garden, cover her family's home with paintings and drawings ,and to be outside. Grass grows tall. As Allison waters it with her love. She is planting fruits of...

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Wyatt's alexandrine combined a rhyming fourteen To introduce a novel verse,to the poetry scene; For we poets he bequeathed this literary treasure In couplet of iambs,some christen a 'poulter's measure'. Note:Thomas Wyatt(1503-42) used over 70 different stanza forms,but now is best known for this poulter's measure form(couplets of 12 syllables,alternating with 14,often used for serious statements or for burlesque. I...

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