Qaseem Poems
Fifteen men on the Dead Man's Chest
Fifteen men on the Dead Man's Chest
Yo-ho-ho, and a bottle of rum!
Drink and the devil had done for the rest
Yo-ho-ho, and a bottle of rum!
Poet: Robert Louis Stevenson  rating: 
Bed Time
Bedtime
oh the wail of the tired child
distracted all day by rain
capricious puddle jumping
early evening
examining every soaked leaf
and scattered twig
resisting pajamas
with a wriggly... more
Poet: Agnes Eva rating: Blissful Innocence
Tonight I watched my son as he slept
So angelic and calm
Not weighted with the troubles of the world
Not trying to find or keep a job in these tough times
Not having to stretch a paycheck or keep... more
Poet: Robert G Collins rating: Astronauts
daniel is the youngest of four children. sometimes he wishes he could fly...
and if he could, he'd stay up there,
and not return for forty years.
he thinks he'd be better off.
daniel's... more
Poet: Indigo Tempesta rating: A Mistress's Repentance From The Grave
Every chance, every glance
I received from you
filled me with fantastic thrills
I derived sick pleasure in seeing you squirm
Now that we are both long and gone
and I've had time to think
I... more
Poet: Melina Raven Maness Diebold rating: God's Gift
He is the one that makes me feel safe
He is the one that was sent from above
He is the one that God chose for me
And asked me to love
God had to find the perfect man
Who was kind,... more
Poet: Melanie A Bennett rating: And Yet You Kiss Me
My skin is no longer,
For all I have is a hide
Of scars.
And yet you kiss me.
I have not lips
But a gaping wound.
And yet you kiss me.
My eyes are not windows
To my soul
But... more
Poet: Sean M Creef rating: Jealous Is The Night
It was silent as winter, with the occasional breeze.
Impelling the clouds to pass,
Wildfire conquering immortality,
An omen to the trees--storm.
The leaves, a reminder of death
Were blown... more
Poet: Kim Bennett rating:
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