vintage

Vintage poetry stands the test of time; collections and anthologies of classic poems and enduring verses from eras past.

hero polo2 years ago
I Found Water ... to Thirst
Sweat... Dripping swiftly In the middle of the heat, In the middle of the desert, Do not know the south ... north All I know is just keep going Thirst was no longer willing to compromise When I have p...
Jess Kerridge2 years ago
An Account of Ebenezer Scrooge
One cold night in mid winter snow, the clock struck ten as the fire brightly glow. I settled down as I began to retire when a gust of wind blew out the fire. A dim blue light flickered in the dark, se...
Audrey Wierenga2 years ago
Things that Mean Things
I've been cleaning house lately, getting rid of things I don't need. The usual stuff: Blankets, Old clothes, Stuffed animals from years gone by, Books that have gone untouched for years. It didn't tak...
Chloe Gilholy2 years ago
I Know My Bottles Are Loved So Much
I know why bottles are loved so much. Bottles and humans have so much in common. Each bottle is unique. No bottles of cider are ever the same. The name of the brand. The fruit of their nationality. Th...
Rachel Lesch2 years ago
William Blake and Childhood Poverty
The poet and artist, William Blake, spent most of his life living in London, eaking out a living as an engraver. The London of Blake’s day was a dark, violent, and oppressive place where violence and ...
Audrey Wierenga2 years ago
Charlotte Bronte Changed My Life
My favorite book is Villette by Charlotte Bronte. It's one of the few novels of hers that was not adapted to a BBC miniseries. To be honest, I read a lot of the classics so I could guiltlessly watch t...
Daniel Wade2 years ago
Achaemenides
Achaemenides The sybils didn’t bother with me but one or two poets filled the blanks in: an Ithakan king, vying for the sea, conscripted men to the mast on his flagship crossing to Troy. Nearly his wh...
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Ramon Fonseca2 years ago
Daily Poem
You Ice is cold. And it burns Just the thought of it sends shivers down my spine Your face as I look at it- frozen Unknown whether out of stone, or in time itself And as I play with and speak to you I...
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Crystal Renner2 years ago
A Renner Christmas Night
It's Christmas Eve now, and Johnny's in the back Getting frustrated with the Christmas wrap. He hates wrapping presents if they're not in boxes, But he and I both know that in this case you gotta. The...
Paradox Writes2 years ago
Strange Truth
The following poem is entitled Strange Truth. It was inspired by the Abel Meeropol song “Strange Fruit” (written in the late 1930s) that, in a comparison to fruit hanging from trees, describes a distu...
Emily McCay2 years ago
Classical Poets You've Never Heard Of
Most people can tell you about some of the greatest classical poets of all time. Most people should be able to tell you at least a little bit about the best writers of all time, especially when it com...