Xlvii Poems - Poems about Xlvii

CLERIHEW XLVII ecphrasis rodin

Rodin so expresive
tactile & creative
in The Old Courtesan* en plein air
his  'intense truth' laid ' bare'

Categories: xlvii, art,
Form: Ekphrasis

Reserata Carcerem Xlvii

*Reserata Carcerem XLVII*

Whilom, sate taunted tortoise b' brook;
hoist'd hunger 'n haughty hoofs trod th' nooks
smothered stomach wrought foiled furrow -
sumptuous severity 'n grace glowed.

Thereupon eerie eyes espied;
bounty bowl ñ tide with salient sigh.
Apt acumen whispered t' him th' draw;
rustic rage rent b' pored passion's call.

Sewn strife b' haughty hurls was sore licked,
'n' wished h' th'

Categories: xlvii, mythology,
Form: Sonnet

Love Letter From the Soul Xlvii

London,

I can taste the cherries 
rich red ripe
aching 
for a predictive bite
savoured with much more than spice

warm mouths connect
and erect
in communion
in faith
consuming the richness of fate

but alas
It is too far off 
my patience reclines
supine

my breath wafts through the air
enplaned upon your scent
chained to your walls
forbade to move at all

but I must
musk mystifies the wild
the deep
the

Categories: xlvii, love,
Form: Narrative

Book: Radiant Verses: A Journey Through Inspiring Poetry

Love Letter From the Soul Xlvii

From F to A,

Stale 
a begotten breeze 
life begs and begins 
her drain 
of time

pile upon pile
unfiltered
polluting the helpless bog

weeds, weeding out the weeds
chocking out our roots
as we bend to the bust 
in the hurt

release 
release of the pain
perpetrated
and stolen 

inside our dignity
derailed upon our destiny
ticketed on a train 
straight to hell

that is not our

Categories: xlvii, love,
Form: Free verse

Unquotable Quotes: Xlvii - Tongue-Twisting Epigrams

UNQUOTABLE QUOTES: XLVII - Tongue Twisters

If you want to « have » your cake and « eat » it at one and the same time, simple enough, just split it into two equal parts like an isosceles triangle into two right-angle triangles; then « eat » (take a bite) at one half first, then «

Categories: xlvii, england, humor, satire, sensual,
Form: Epigram

If Ever I Had a Country : Xlvi and Xlvii

IF ever I had a country : XLVI - XLVII

			XLVI

IF ever I had in Andromeda a country
And if ever by rights I were the Chief Collision-Conglomerate Six-Star Plenipotentiary
I'd moot and execute a permanent plan for the establishment of a concentration camp penitentiary
For all the Milky Way terrestrial chieftain priests and leaders of the twenty-twenty-first century
During

Categories: xlvii, allegory, destiny, future, humanity,
Form: Dramatic Monologue

Xlvii

Swings pendulate 
swells and spills 
mending then breaking
still, the salt stings

Your moon 
clings to my window
and stares

Categories: xlvii, feelings,
Form: Free verse

Sonnet Xlvii

As the Earth revolves around its dear Sun
So, too, do I revolve around my verse
I understand not why the only one
Who dares to read it wants to reimburse
What they previously put in their purse
As all that matters is easily found
In here, unless they wished to find my curse
Marvelous mutterings make their own sound
Upon the frostbitten,

Categories: xlvii, car, earth, imagination, sun,
Form: Sonnet