Category: Poetry

"There is a place where voices / Of great guns do not come, / Where rifle, mine, and mortar / For evermore are dumb: . . ." (Poetry by Geoffrey Bache Smith)

Tyger Tyger, burning bright, / In the forests of the night . . .

In the bleak midwinter, frosty wind made moan, / Earth hard as iron, water like a stone . . . (Poetry by Christina Rossetti)

Endeavour to be like the Morning Sun / Now sailing upon the circadian tide / Who grants warmth to the world when it’s earned none . . . (Poetry by Michael Shindler)

Fathers are built on / A hopeful foundation / You are in everything we do . . . (Song lyrics by Alex Caruso)

Where to go and what to do / When the beach is too sandy and water too wet / The sky too blue and the sun too bright . . . (Poetry by Christine (Liu) Young)

"When April with its showers sweet / The drought of March has pierced to the root . . ." (Excerpt from The Canterbury Tales Prologue by Geoffrey Chaucer)

"There once was a man from Nantucket. / He had enough and said, "I've had enough. / No limericks today, . . ." (Poetry by Jeremy O'Roark)

"Pressure and tension gurgles and bubbles / A stirring up of ideas and trouble . . ." (Poetry by Debbie Camper)

"It's me, myself and I, / And some South African wine, / On the brown leather couch that . . . " (Poetry by Margarita Chukhina)