‘Aubade at Seven AM’: A Poem by Bruce Dale Wise
. Aubade at Seven AM The years have fled, and time so swiftly flees,since that brief hour when you and...
. Aubade at Seven AM The years have fled, and time so swiftly flees,since that brief hour when you and...
. For Liza Am I Westward Bound _The year was 1868, __The place—Old King James’ town, _Young John was by...
. Cardinals The cardinal is my favorite bird.They mate for life, or so I’ve heard.You hear them sing antiphonally—it’s like...
. Six Bitter were the crimson seeds, Beautiful they were to me, Sparkling like ruby beads, In his palm of...
. I Would Say Yes ---a villanelle for Larry on our 36th Anniversary We were young and rather stupid then,...
. . . Steve Cooper is a retired professional career counselor. He lives near Salem, Oregon. He has one traditionally...
. My Fairytale You could be my Cinderella _I danced with at the ball. You’re the one I’m looking for...
. Since You’ve Been at My Side ---a villanelle Embraced by love, since you’ve been at my sideI’ve found the...
. A Waltz of Longing In the heat of the day, we begin With a glance and a breath, cheek...
. Wedding Night by Christine de Pisan (1364--c. 1430)translated by Margaret Coats A sweet supremacy marks marriage;I prove it from...
. Size Lies Clothing manufacturers are fond of tricks today, Making female customers feel good in one slick way--- Whatever...
. Eternity If I could give her just one gift, What would she want that gift to be? Would she...
. A Faithful Friend's Advice The girl you have is just the one for you— my head could not conceive...
. Riverside Breeze ___How beautiful you look __Browsing the flowers one by one _While lying down along the babbling brook;...
. High Society The Cornelius mansion on Park Avenue, New York City, Sunday, August 22, 1886 A derby hat; a...
. The Ballad of Shamus Well, Shamus were a likely lad wid a good well-meanin’ ‘eart As strong as O’Malley’s...
. The Four Seasons . Spring I Amidst the cloudless sky and crimson dawn Comes bursting forth the bluebird’s orange...
. The Tundra Swan Its full and light and interfolding feathers __Number ten thousand plus, No wonder that the tundra...
. Beyond All Words Can words alone, in skill-scribed shape or form— Inspired by muse or writ with feathered plume—...
. Pumpkin Spice The scent of Autumn lingers in the air With hints of ginger, cinnamon, and clove; At 42nd...
. Gossiping Hinges Some think we hinges only squeak __because we seek __an oily drop __to make us stop, but...
. Enamoured String me a strand of pure white pearls supernal, Warming my throat as quivering fingers do, Roughened but...
. . Der Knecht An einem Teich in einem Tal, am Felsenfuß entlang, Da steht ein Mädchen ohne Schal, als...
. Mistaken Identity I never really found out who you are, I only saw what I preferred to see. I...
. Aged Elation When reaching that age where you fear getting slow, The advent of faculties starting to go, It’s...
. How Did You Woo Me? Let Me Count the Way You didn’t sweep in on a snowy steedClad in...
. My Pensive Valentine Devout Love is not in the offered sweet, nor does Love proclaim in the proffered rose,...
. Lines for Your Valentines Without you here, my life is like A broken pencil, simply pointless. And if you...
. The Great Rub-off Norm and Zip, in mismatched chairs, __were sipping tea and talking, when Desi, their loyal hound,...
. Libra There in my hand I held a crystal vial Of distillation potent, red, and sweet, By which my...
. True Love On a hill far away, a true love waits, In a place of weathered, broken gates. And...
. To Her Ghost: a Sequence from Orpheus Looks Back ---in memoriam Emily Desire Gaynor Rothman, 1964-2020 . 1. Breaking...
. Death Is But a Passing A death is but a passing from one world into another, A change of...
. Imitating Shakespeare’s Sonnet 107 . Sonnet 107 __by William Shakespeare Not mine own fears, nor the prophetic soul Of...
. Telepathy Your reticence to speak is no deterrent To my delight to be in your vicinity--- Presence and chatter...
. In a Twenty-minute Tuk-tuk Ride That day, the river of our luck had dried. No taxis. Air-conditioned buses crammed...
. Madrigal à la Tasso The surface of the lake reflects the flight _Of one and then another swan; _How...
. The Force of Dreams I dreamed of you last night. I dreamed and dreamed, Yet more, as if there...
. Catullus XI Furius and Aurelius, my two friends, Whether I go to farthest India, The shore by ever-pounding Eastern...
. Coupled in Rhyme She sees me better than I do, so in her sight I strive to be worthy...
Great poem, Briana; courage, strength, wisdom, and skill all expertly illustrated in its structure, as others have noted. And how…
Thank you for commenting, Margaret! Much appreciated
Interesting and great to read and learn about, Paul. Although they’re cuter in their natural habitat, https://youtube.com/shorts/xLGSaa72kGg?si=0Gwq5P3pG8y9SvG8 not many get…
I agree, Brian -- it is a bit too long, and while it does do a good job of delineating…
Looks like it's time for one of the Margarets to comment! Stephen, you've asked a good succinct question, reminding us…
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