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.

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 Soloa month 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 Joanisa month 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 Javed2 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 Javens2 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 Thirlway3 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 Lizeth3 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 Welborne4 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 ...
Kadesh Vega5 months ago
Highborn Damnation
Spirit in bondage, of a nightworld so vain Forever lamenting amidst somber domain Archangels weep choirs as if heaven in flames, hath cast them as fallen with scorn and disdain Softly breaks silence t...