Monday, April 20, 2009

Renaissance

The Renaissance in me
Would love to muse
With poetic greats
Listen divinely to Langston Hughes
Dreams deferred...
We'd chew away the blues
Observe the pen of Phyllis Wheatley
Ink of fire so distinctly
Running over with Anne Bradstreet
Time alone would be our beat
Raptured in words by Emily Dickinson
Woven grace my soul does listen
I'd avoid the road less travelled
To walk the footsteps of written shadows
And cross the glorious halls of Shakespeare
We'd concoct a play of sordid affairs

Would I dare
Sprint from the poetic world
Of a Renaissance fair?

9 comments:

judith ellis said...

Wonderful! You are such the image maker.

LazyKing said...

I have to agree with Judith, this wonderful

Brosreview said...

Beautiful and strong, this one. Keep writing!!!

LazyKing said...

Hi, if I may ask, can you please give me some feedback about the new story I wrote, it's called Save Me. I'm asking because you write very well and I enjoy all your poems

Anonymous said...

Just lovely, so like you! My delight.
I always read over, and over and over again.

Economista said...

Beautiful poem! I like to read your blog, is really inspiring!

I started the English blog now, came and visit me. Your opinion is important.
Regards,

septembermom said...

I would love to tag along on your musing with poetic greats!! So well done, as always! Like the "ink of fire" image a lot.

septembermom said...

Hi! I tagged you to play a meme on my blog today! Hope you have fun :)

Kilauea Poetry said...

This is great..really enjoyed the images and would love to join you! Looks like we're left to do the weaving..