A Play of words, poetry in motion
THE SKY Poem ………………. by Charles Baudelaire _______________________________________________________________________________________ WHERE’ER he be, on water or on land, Under pale suns or climes that flames enfold; One of Christ’s own, or of Cythera’s band, Shadowy beggar or Cr?sus rich with gold; Citizen, peasant, student, tramp; whate’er His little brain may be, alive or dead; Man knows the fear … Read more…
THE TEMPTATION Poem ………………. by Charles Baudelaire _______________________________________________________________________________________ THE Demon, in my chamber high, This morning came to visit me, And, thinking he would find some fault, He whispered: “I would know of thee Among the many lovely things That make the magic of her face, Among the beauties, black and rose, That make her body’s … Read more…
The Venal Muse Poem ………………. by Charles Baudelaire _______________________________________________________________________________________ O muse of my heart, lover of palaces, Will you bring, when January lets loose its sleet And its black evenings without solace, An ember to warm my violet feet? What will revive your bruised shoulders, The nocturnal rays that pierce the shutters? When you cannot feel … Read more…
Weekend Glory Poem ………………. by Maya Angelou _______________________________________________________________________________________ Some clichty folksdon’t know the facts,posin’ and preenin’and puttin’ on acts,stretchin’ their backs. They move into condosup over the ranks,pawn their soulsto the local banks. Buying big carsthey can’t afford,ridin’ around townactin’ bored. If they want to learn how to live life rightthey ought to study me on … Read more…
The Rock Cries Out to Us Today Poem ………………. by Maya Angelou _______________________________________________________________________________________ A Rock, A River, A TreeHosts to species long since departed,Mark the mastodon. The dinosaur, who left dry tokensOf their sojourn hereOn our planet floor,Any broad alarm of their of their hastening doomIs lost in the gloom of dust and ages. But today, … Read more…
THE REMORSE OF THE DEAD Poem ………………. by Charles Baudelaire _______________________________________________________________________________________ O SHADOWY Beauty mine, when thou shalt sleep In the deep heart of a black marble tomb; When thou for mansion and for bower shalt keep Only one rainy cave of hollow gloom; And when the stone upon thy trembling breast, And on thy straight … Read more…
THE OWLS Poem ………………. by Charles Baudelaire _______________________________________________________________________________________ UNDER the overhanging yews, The dark owls sit in solemn state, Like stranger gods; by twos and twos Their red eyes gleam. They meditate. Motionless thus they sit and dream Until that melancholy hour When, with the sun’s last fading gleam, The nightly shades assume their power. From … Read more…
Woman Work Poem ………………. by Maya Angelou _______________________________________________________________________________________ I’ve got the children to tendThe clothes to mendThe floor to mopThe food to shopThen the chicken to fryThe baby to dryI got company to feedThe garden to weedI’ve got shirts to pressThe tots to dressThe can to be cutI gotta clean up this hutThen see about the … Read more…