A Dream Within A Dream

A Dream Within A Dream Take this kiss upon the brow! And, in parting from you now, Thus much let me avow — You are not wrong, who deem That my days have been a dream; Yet if hope has flown away In a night, or in a day, In a vision, or in none,...

Ronovan Writes Haiku Challenge #80

RonovanWrites #Weekly #Haiku #Poetry Prompt #Challenge #80 Style&Fresh https://ronovanwrites.wordpress.com/2016/01/18/ronovanwrites-weekly-haiku-poetry-prompt-challenge-80-stylefresh/ The big, red barn holds lots of fresh hay for horses. Ranch style home for me. Grass in the pasture, Fresh food for the cows and goats. Farming is my style. D.B. Mauldin Visit me at: https://www.facebook.com/AuthorD.B.Mauldin/

Evening

Evening The light passes from ridge to ridge, from flower to flower— the hepaticas, wide-spread under the light grow faint— the petals reach inward, the blue tips bend toward the bluer heart and the flowers are lost. The cornel-buds are still white, but shadows dart from the cornel-roots— black creeps from root to root, each...

You are Sitting in the Kitchen,

You are Sitting in the Kitchen, Only a Witness On the table, the man cleans a gun. A boy aside—pajamas and a ragged rabbit, stuffed and sewn button eyes. The boy begins to cry, though he can’t name a reason yet. The man hands the boy a cloth and swabs and oil can. Grunts instruction....

The Return

The Return See, they return; ah, see the tentative Movements, and the slow feet, The trouble in the pace and the uncertain Wavering! See, they return, one, and by one, With fear, as half-awakened; As if the snow should hesitate And murmur in the wind, and half turn back; These were the “Wing’d-with-Awe," inviolable. Gods...

RonovanWrites #Weekly #Haiku #Poetry Prompt #Challenge #79 Crystal&Hope

  RonovanWrites #Weekly #Haiku #Poetry Prompt #Challenge #79 Crystal&Hope https://ronovanwrites.wordpress.com/2016/01/11/ronovanwrites-weekly-haiku-poetry-prompt-challenge-79-crystalhope/ My hope was murky, Help brought a silver lining, Hope was crystal clear. A bit late this week. Visit me at: https://www.facebook.com/AuthorD.B.Mauldin/

On a Pose of Virgil’s

On a Pose of Virgil's Near its peak, the mountain requires nearly no effort to climb. There is no sky behind the flags, barges of pretty silt. Some wrestlers oil themselves to prevent a grip, others rub grit on their skin to help it. In the cartoon, Orpheus puts glasses on the back of his head and...

The Dream of Water

The Dream of Water Alone on a boat at night with no wind. A magnetic field glows inside each object, and each star above pulls on my body, and each fish in the sea turns to ghost-trail, to concaved white. The sea is a radiograph. Then I touch the bones of my face. They feel...

I Love My Couch! It’s Like a Wall

I Love My Couch! It's Like a Wall It is about—in height—yay tall, the cushions tan are very firm; they will not give, you may discern. If you sit down upon the couch it will not stand for you to slouch, the seats are wond’rous like a brick so pile upon some pillows thick. Take...

Forbearance

Forbearance Hast thou named all the birds without a gun; Loved the wood-rose, and left it on its stalk; At rich men’s tables eaten bread and pulse: Unarmed, faced danger with a heart of trust; And loved so well a high behavior In man or maid, that thou from speech refrained Nobility more nobly to...