‘Observation’: A Poem by Margaret Brinton
. Observation ____Comes morning, __And fog fills the forest Where bluebirds are wet on the wings. ____The toadstools __Are soaking...
. Observation ____Comes morning, __And fog fills the forest Where bluebirds are wet on the wings. ____The toadstools __Are soaking...
. It’s Only a Thought It’s only a thought to help pass the night, But what if our love should...
. Across a Strong Bridge upon the marriage of two friends In a weary world that's grown quite old, Where...
. The Loons of Colby Lake a true story As thawing white gave way to budding green, two loons upon...
. What Is Grief? When we are plagued by grief, We only think of sorrow— The loss of a dear...
. “I Worship My Mistress, for I Have Seen Her Beauty” ---Egyptian Coffin Texts, spell 484---a poem for Linda It...
. Were She to Ask, and I Affirm Were she to ask, and I affirm That I'd still love her...
. Just Like That No special words, no passionate embrace; No gazing, full of meanings, soul to soul. Just casual...
. The Ghost Girl One sunny May, I ran to play, __When I was twelve years old, Upon the hill. ...
. A Precious Wife Is Like Fine Wine A precious wife is like fine wine, made mellow with the years,...
. The Song of Everlasting Sorrow Tang Dynasty poet Bai Juyi (772-846) wrote this poem about Tang Emperor ("Son of...
. Under the Umbrella inspired by “Le Parapluie” (“The Umbrella”) by Georges Brassens (1921-1981) Rain fell in waves throughout the...
. Unopened Letters Unopened letters strewn across the floor Addressed to me with your name on the back. Left where...
. If I Have Gone To Sleep If I depart in early sleep__And cease to be with you,My thoughts I'd...
. Another Coffee Shop, Another Crush Another coffee shop, another crush, a moment frozen just before my turn, a chance...
. The Meat Purveyor’s Son Aesthetically impaired, she was the heir to daddy’s fortune. She was plumpish, short and much...
. Ovid in Tomis Relegated, scorned, I languish here in this drab town. Unwitting, I caught sight of what must...
. For Paavo Nurmi who trained against his stop-watch and in medias rez we begin as the runners approach the...
. Stop All The Clocks after W.H. Auden Stop all the clocks, stop all humdrum, Silence the warblers, their constant...
. Insomnia, My Sometime Muse She comes to me while I’m asleep,Not with strange imaginings of dreamsBut with fragmented thoughts....
. The Nymph by Luis de Góngora y Argote (1561-1627) translated by Alan Steinle As morning sunlight first began to...
. A Walk At Night She's clothed in light when she appears; Freckles speck her argent skin. Her dazzling smile...
. Poems by Torquato Tasso (1544-1595) translated by Daniel Howard . O Darling Turtledove __Oh darling turtledove, __You for your...
. Outside Chance I hold my heart out in my handpalm up, the same way one might offerseeds to birds....
. The Name We Leave When we first breathe and start to peer, What we will be is still unclear....
. Poem 101 by Catullus (circa 84-54 BC) translated by Bruce Phenix Conveyed through many countries, over many seas, to...
. Crosses and Losses I tried to write a poem to acclaim The passion flashing like a lightning strike Between...
. Contagious Joy a villanelle You always find a way to make me smile. Like sunlight tracing rainbows in the...
. Vintage Love Love is as a grape when it begins, Unblemished by the bruises and the sins That will...
. When? I’ll love you when the bee has lost its buzz, When wolf and bear have quit their howl...
. . February 14, 2024 A heart of burning love, an ashen cross Converge today: the marriage of two kinds...
. Ash Wednesday Valentines by Charles d’Orléans (1394-1465), translated by Margaret Coats . I. Who’s there? Who comes so early,...
. Love Sonnet The glint of summer’s evening leaves a glow upon her cheek, so soft and plain and fair—...
. My Beatrice III Affording still these glimpses like the first, those moments you were yet without a name; between...
. The Fall of Time A Haiku Sonnet . Thinning coat of frost Whitening the ground with grief— Love forever...
. Had I held you in the fields of Hay beside The Wye and on an afternoon that cleared To...
. On Cats and Love My cat does not explain himself. He knows his reasons. Why must I? He needs...
. Failing at History She always argued when I used to say We were like the great lovers of the...
. New Year's Eve So swiftly tick the minutes to the close Of these twelve months, this day, and life...
. Christmas 2010 "Love isn't something you find. Love is something that finds you." ---Loretta Young I hadn't given up...
Oh, Margaret! This is so beautiful and moving. I don't know why it reminds me of the hymn 'Brother, sister,…
Thank you, for reading it. That was the line that kicked off the poem in my head. I guess that's…
I greatly enjoyed reading this poem. Thank you so much for writing it. I especially liked the very beginning: She’s…
Lovely, Margaret. I like that this covers pretty much all realms of Our Lord's creation. Regarding the form, I especially…
This is such an interesting interpretation. I guess both Freud and Jung would have something to say to me :).…
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