Only the Classics

Only the Classics

The roots from which poetry as we know it has flourished. Taking you back to the classical era, one stanza at a time.

Aaliyah Baeza month ago
To Love or Not to Love
To love or not to love—that is the question: Whether ‘tis easy to express your feelings And to give your heart away. Or to suffer from loneliness And, by shielding, your heart from pain. To Adore, to ...
J. Rafael Ponciano4 months ago
Sonnet No.2
O, Bane of Argos, pray tell truthfully, When by thy crafty hand a lyre thou lent To Leto’s son, Apollo, faithfully, Was mischief for thy brother thine intent? For I do not yet know the sound of joy As...
Logan Solo4 months ago
Templar Rain
“Why dost thou fret?” inquired the knight Behind his colored shield “Thy face is long, thy eyes as cold As this sword that I wield.” “I’m sad, sir knight.” I then replied My heart did weigh like stone...
Lucas Joanis4 months ago
Heat
The Sun arising feasts the sleet of snow, Quenching yeast with water from its melt, Umb’ring the boreal bunny pelt, Emaciating winter cajoled b’low. The calendar marking solstice marks bazaar, Sapiens...
Ayesha Javed4 months ago
A Rendition of Sonnet 18
“Shall I compare thee to a summer’s day? Thou art more scorching with thine words not temperate. And like the rough winds, harsh and in constant flux, of may. Thine mood too also changing for a date. ...
Hannah Javens5 months ago
The Wrong Sailor Taken
O’ Hope–O’ frail thing made from feathers and sea wind– What do you see when you gaze downward? Our prize has been won with hard-earned blood and steel Our ship has suffered every shock, every crash N...
Eleanor Thirlway5 months ago
Let the Winged Fancy Roam...
At times, it is very difficult to appreciate life and all its possibilities because, let’s face it, it can be hard. Often our old enemy "time" gets in the way and we suddenly realise we are years olde...
Denisse Lizeth5 months ago
Scattered
A strong feeling of pain and hurt enters my heart Anger and frustration boils my blood. Uncertainty looms over my mind, A decision that becomes too hard to make. The feeling of wanting to scream but k...
Robyn Welborne7 months ago
A Gathering of Poetic Voices
Shakespearean Sonnet #142: "The Death of Amethyst" Come and share with me the sorrows I’ve found For the once love of my previous life, A tragic end such met us both to ground--- ‘Tis the sudden tale ...