By Martina Jurickova Word Count: 90 Rating: G Summary: A poem about the joys of Christmas Listen to this Christmas poem; wonderful, the warmth of home when mum’s baking cakes and more while just beyond the festooned door Winter sits upon her throne. Everything outside is white; you await a snowball fight. Let’s make some... Continue Reading →
By Linda M. Crate Word Count: 145 Rating: G Summary: A poem about Winter's trickster. crystals of light danced upon the snow faerie glitter for the winter fae, and i felt the sharpness of his blue eyes as crows danced all around me; but when i turned he was never there— i wonder if winter's... Continue Reading →
Don’t write to be approved by masters who Wear Rolexes in the Name of the People Don’t write to be approved by masters at all But be your own authority and see
"Oh, I wish that were I! To be invited to a ball, to honor Faeries' Queen, Would be, to me, a dream come true, most magnificent of things!"
By Lawrence Hall Word Count: 83 Rating: G Summary: A tongue in cheek shot at pilgrimages and Chaucer Astride his horse, the gift-shop blisful martir Raises his glov’ed hand in priestly blessing For those who wear his token in evidence Of a devout pilgrimage to Canterbury By tour bus those who wolden ryde there... Continue Reading →
By Joshua David Ling Word Count: 689 Rating: G Summary: The Legend of St. Boniface in rhyme. Nature groaned like Paul foretold, Winter was everlasting. Dead men drunkenly stumbled in the dark, And in Hesse, troubled times weren’t passing. Or so it seemed in ancient Germany, With broken and splintered tribes, But in the coldest,... Continue Reading →
By Lawrence Hall Word Count: 83 Rating: G Summary: A poem of Childhood When we were children we lay in the grass And counted the stars, but only up to A hundred or so, because we got lost But not out there in space, right here in space For space had fallen here, all... Continue Reading →
By Lawrence Hall Word Count: 101 Rating: G Summary: A poem about snow days. If I were a boy I’d range my toy soldiers before the fire Vast armies of plastic in green and grey With the cannon blasting the enemy - A glorious victory again today! If I were a boy I’d eat my... Continue Reading →