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POEMS ABOUT POETRY
Poems about poetry are the best poems there are. The best light is the light which illustrates a star. The best love is love which focuses on love, Not those who wear love’s hat and love’s glove, If...
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THE LAMB THAT’S LOST
Is all we see or seem but a dream within a dream? --Edgar Poe We love the lamb that's lost, Not the lamb that's here--- That's why nothing---nothing---is clear--- We love the lamb's that's lost, Not...
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THE MORAL SMUT PARADOX
Poetry, once beautiful, has become merely eccentric; more troubling, currently, is the vast indifference, and even revulsion by the public for the art, despite valiant efforts at subsidy, chiefly the...
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GOD IS THE MOST CONVENIENT OF LOVES
God is the most convenient of loves Because God is always there, To love you in sorrow, To love you—when everything is unfair. I loved a woman who had another mind Even when she loved me, and was...
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A LITTLE WINE AND YOU THINK OF ME
A little wine and you think of me, A little more and you want to be In the back seat kissing me. Virginity is sobriety. My older years have come to be Passionate, but bad for me. You needed wine to be...
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THE WORLD WAKES UP
The world wakes up, Still dark and cold, The sound of cars in the distance; Normally, I would be awake, Pinned to the bed By gossipy insistence. Today I don’t wake up. The world wakes up. “Shall I...
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BRADY’S BALLS
Brady and Belichick: The Actress and Richard Nixon According to Sports Illustrated, no one (with the exception of some Pat fans) believes Tom Brady’s denial of Deflategate: Before games, like most...
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WHEN A WOMAN HATES
When a woman hates, There is nothing worse for a man, For there is no creature on earth who can hate Like a woman can. When a woman gives love From her soft breast, Unsentimental imagination...
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FRIENDSHIP, BOOZE AND POETRY
We sometimes settle into a train ride and enjoy it for its own sake, forgetting where we are going; the train becomes its own world, even as it moves with purpose; if the train became stuck, we would...
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JUST A WORD
I examine the picture with horror, A photograph of one I loved, A photograph marking a place and memories With others, all having little to do with me. Yet, because of the intimacy we achieved It has...
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REMEMBERING ROD MCKUEN: POPULAR POET, SONGWRITER
Rod McKuen, with Frank Sinatra. McKuen sold 100 million records and 60 million books. Scarriet owes a great debt to the cross-over genre of Poetry As Song/Song As Poetry. Our most popular and...
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THIS POEM IS NOT FOR YOU
I’m sorry you have to read this. It is not for you. What you are reading Is me writing to somebody else Who has a mouth I want to kiss. There is nothing for you here And not in the sense of false,...
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I CARE WHAT BEAUTY LIKES
I care what beauty likes, And what beauty likes is hate, For when beauty finally loves Liking is too late. Beauty noticed long ago: The standards of beauty are severe. I kiss her, I kneel before her;...
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MY LOVE NO LONGER BELONGS
My love no longer belongs to your life; But your love to my life still belongs For my happiness. For my happy songs. You have given my love back. But I still love you: I do not have that lack. My love...
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AN ESSAY FOR VALENTINE’S DAY: THE CONSPIRACY OF THE LOVELESS
Is it bad to objectify women? No, it is not. Physical love is not only a rich source of pleasure, it is the way we produce children. These are not minor things. Friendly relations between human beings...
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TO ______
The one I love wants to talk— I hope she wants to talk of love; I hope she wants to talk of kissing And the silent stars above. The memory of her kisses Cannot be wiped away By love, by a...
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WILL I BE WISER NOW?
You broke my heart. I was afraid To lose you. I panicked. And I paid. I see that you are dwelling in my shade. What if I should hold you, again, somehow? How much love can a broken heart allow? Will...
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THE DAY IS RED, THE DAY IS FADING
The day is red. The day is fading. I would have fought for you, Though you had been my enemy, Though you had been untrue— For when I love, I love And nothing else will do. You kissed me slowly. I...
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VALENTINE’S DAY POEM: WHEN WE SIGHED
The lovers are silent and in a hurry. Words are from hurt, and worry. Words are from sorrow and fear of death, When limbs are weak and weak, the breath. But when we sighed in those distant rooms There...
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LOVE MEANS KILLING YOUR RIVALS: THE DILEMMA OF EITHER/OR
Either/Or. The Shah or this guy. Scarriet is the best poetry site in the world for many reasons, and one of those reasons is that we are not enslaved by any political ideology, as most American poets...
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