Section: «Poems»
Verse (ancient Greek ὁ στίχος — row, structure), a term in versification used in several meanings:
artistic speech organized by division into rhythmically commensurate segments; poetry in the narrow sense; in particular, it implies the properties of versification of a particular tradition ("antique verse", "Akhmatova's verse", etc.);
a line of poetic text organized according to a certain rhythmic pattern ("My uncle of the most honest rules").
0427 We'D Never Have Guessed..
There’s so muchwe never know,would never have guessed,never asked,and now regret thatwe never asked,about what it was like for ‘them’before we were..
© Michael Shepherd
0426 Was It A Smile Or A Cry? For Salma
You reminded me, and I dug it out -the snap I've always hated but didn't know why;now you've reminded me and thank you -they know they have to stand..
© Michael Shepherd
0424 Walking Together
When you arrive, ring then knock,we talk a little and I can feelyou think perhaps you ought to sayhow’s the poetry going thenbut the silent note’s..
© Michael Shepherd
0421 Truth In Politics
I read a rare truthin the news todayno evidence has been foundof any misdeed on the partof the politicianwell that's all right thensome may askhow..
© Michael Shepherd
0420 Trust Nature
It's said that every species in the worlddisplays one gift beyond the scope of Man.How dangerous the skies - for men, and birds -how soiled the air..
© Michael Shepherd
0419 Tribute To A Listening Man (George Steiner)
The TV studio set for a prestige productionof the sort that wins renewed network contractsif not viewers, late on Sunday night:the subject, a weekly..
© Michael Shepherd
0417 To A Small-Part Actress In The Drama Of My Life
Shall I compare thee to...a winter's night? ...I wishI knew what so provokes...is it me, is it you, is it us?I try from time to time, to start..
© Michael Shepherd
0416 To A Prolix Poet
why do you hate Poetry so muchthat you slap her face in publicyet assume she'll stay with you?
© Michael Shepherd
0415 Thunk
sometimes i type thunk for thinkit's not that i've been at the drinkbut then i look at it, and -hell -it does describe my thoughts so well
© Michael Shepherd
0414 This Other Eden, Demi-Paradise..Yeah?
Eden lives.. in the mistymountains, jungle-thick,of Papua New Guinea..with its community of living thingsliving in what, hunger apart, seemsto be..
© Michael Shepherd
0413 There Not Back Kerouac
Jack Kerouacthought to trackthe real Americaon the roadbut forgot to packhis full stopso lost the pointand thus didn't stop'til plop!into the..
© Michael Shepherd
0412 Their World
It's a sepia photograph, taken, I'm guessing,1900,1910? The whole of it is taken up bya crowd on the move, passing the photographer,who could be..
© Michael Shepherd
0412 The Wind And The Tree
The soft spring windis whispering words of loveto the slender brancheswhose leaves flutterlike young girlstalking of love(for Brian Tinsley with best..
© Michael Shepherd
0410 The Runner
you're still runningin the dark between thedangerous lights.you don't hear their footstepsany more. they may havegiven up. but chasing youwith..
© Michael Shepherd
0409 The Postman And The Dog, Or Plato's Fido
There has to be a reason:dogs bite postmen.It's not just that they jump up the sofa to the windowand bark excitedly even when the postman's invisible..
© Michael Shepherd
0408 The Phoenix Museum
A sightseeing phoenix a sign espied:'This way to the Phoenix Museum';A little homesick, went inside;Looked for friends; but couldn't see 'em.In..
© Michael Shepherd
0407 The Past Was A Present Once
A string of perfect pearlsthreaded on grey silkin a silver jewel-caseI'm keeping for somebody elseso don't open itA room of..
© Michael Shepherd
0406 The Summer Evening Music That Never Ended
It was such a warm summer eveningthat the music that was promised usafter the evening meal, called to meetthe open air. I wondered, would it..
© Michael Shepherd
0405 The Mountain Of Truth
This bloody poetry writing - it's like rock-climbing -who asked you to, anyway?who needs it?why can't you be just like everyone else -admire the..
© Michael Shepherd
0404 The Middle East In Two Lines
We are the innocent partyso we shall take revenge
© Michael Shepherd
0403 The Medium Is The Message
'I wish you could see it - it's an incredible sight -there's this unbelievable river of people -like a Ganges or a Mississippi -all moving at their..
© Michael Shepherd
0402 The Footballers' Bible
It's a book of two halvesFirst half, a lot of whistle-blowing, rule-breaking, penalties, and the ref keeping strictly to the rulesSecond half, all..
© Michael Shepherd
0400 The Family
Seen from the back asthey walk along the dusty summer road, withthe sheep straying onto the verges wherea tuft of more succulent grass may lingerin..
© Michael Shepherd
0399 The Father
Saturday afternoon,the air, now so hot, and streetsbusy with that slightly faster pace of personal intention,weekend plans:I remember the face from..
© Michael Shepherd
0399 The Eye Of I
our deepest being is that which observes:which watches, far beyond all forms of thought,as hand and tool and all the senses serveto find and make new..
© Michael Shepherd