Submissions by Baldwin
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
24th Dec 2024 2:56pm
24th Dec 2024 2:56pm
Angel Song
It is said
that long ago
within the darkened heights above
the hills surrounding David’s natal place
a pinioned one brought gladsome news
to humble men
that for the world
God’s mercied promises
unto his servant Israel
would be fulfilled
and mournings that they bore
would ease.
But still we wait
we wait
to see the covenanted scattering,
the uprooting and demise of, all
the proud dissemblers and elected lords
who now
proclaim so falsely that
they’ll gift the world with great prosperity ...
that long ago
within the darkened heights above
the hills surrounding David’s natal place
a pinioned one brought gladsome news
to humble men
that for the world
God’s mercied promises
unto his servant Israel
would be fulfilled
and mournings that they bore
would ease.
But still we wait
we wait
to see the covenanted scattering,
the uprooting and demise of, all
the proud dissemblers and elected lords
who now
proclaim so falsely that
they’ll gift the world with great prosperity ...
#hope
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
23rd Dec 2024 2:59pm
23rd Dec 2024 2:59pm
Yoolis
My annual
If someone said on Christmas Eve,
"Come; see the oxen kneel,
"In the lonely barton by yonder coomb
Our childhood used to know,"
I should go with him in the gloom,
Hoping it might be so.
Thomas Hardy
I know, despite the comfort of
the hallowed tale,
there were no angels then
who came aloft
upon that ancient Christmas eve
to regions rounding Bethlehem,
and from on high
proclaimed "fear not",
to humbled men,
and spoke of swaddled wonderment
new...
If someone said on Christmas Eve,
"Come; see the oxen kneel,
"In the lonely barton by yonder coomb
Our childhood used to know,"
I should go with him in the gloom,
Hoping it might be so.
Thomas Hardy
I know, despite the comfort of
the hallowed tale,
there were no angels then
who came aloft
upon that ancient Christmas eve
to regions rounding Bethlehem,
and from on high
proclaimed "fear not",
to humbled men,
and spoke of swaddled wonderment
new...
#Christmas
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
15th Dec 2024 12:45pm
15th Dec 2024 12:45pm
the Logos
Will there be made the fact
the gracing Word,
comes down for us again
enfleshed
on Christmas day
as once it did?
Will angels sing once more
their startling Gloria above
the gentle hills outside of Bethlehem?
And will there finally come to be
enjoined
God’s peace within the realms of men?
the gracing Word,
comes down for us again
enfleshed
on Christmas day
as once it did?
Will angels sing once more
their startling Gloria above
the gentle hills outside of Bethlehem?
And will there finally come to be
enjoined
God’s peace within the realms of men?
#Christmas
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LOVE POEM
Published
29th Nov 2024 6:26pm
29th Nov 2024 6:26pm
eyes
She has, I know again,
Minerva’s eyes,
sea sung, sky hued,
a blue beyond imagining.
How will I stand unshaken
by the sight of them?
Minerva’s eyes,
sea sung, sky hued,
a blue beyond imagining.
How will I stand unshaken
by the sight of them?
#passion
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ANGER POEM
Published
3rd Nov 2024 3:36pm
3rd Nov 2024 3:36pm
not me
I am these days
by age
made distant from myself,
a shallow bodying
infirm
off balance and
unrecognizable
an alien, a startling wraith within
my mirrorings.
And rest? Sound sleep?
are things now on the brink
of memory.
by age
made distant from myself,
a shallow bodying
infirm
off balance and
unrecognizable
an alien, a startling wraith within
my mirrorings.
And rest? Sound sleep?
are things now on the brink
of memory.
#aging
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
7th Oct 2024 7:18pm
7th Oct 2024 7:18pm
no real critique
Why is it that it’s oh so rare
that those on DUP
who in reply to plain requests
from posters here
for honest criticism of their work
respond with thoughtful
well informed, articulate analysis
of how and why a piece
succeeds (or fails) to show
poetic art?
Is not the answer to my question that
most of the readers on this site
are clanging amateurs
too unfamiliar with the rules
of what Pope called “the dance”
and who have no idea of
the steps to take
and what to say
to let a person see ...
that those on DUP
who in reply to plain requests
from posters here
for honest criticism of their work
respond with thoughtful
well informed, articulate analysis
of how and why a piece
succeeds (or fails) to show
poetic art?
Is not the answer to my question that
most of the readers on this site
are clanging amateurs
too unfamiliar with the rules
of what Pope called “the dance”
and who have no idea of
the steps to take
and what to say
to let a person see ...
#WritingPoetry
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
13th Aug 2024 2:36pm
13th Aug 2024 2:36pm
Anything Goes?
I’ve seen that there
are here a number of
composers who
are wont to claim
there are no literary rules
that must be followed when
inditing what
they oft assert
is without question
poetry.
I wonder then
how they are sure
that what they write
is never prose.
are here a number of
composers who
are wont to claim
there are no literary rules
that must be followed when
inditing what
they oft assert
is without question
poetry.
I wonder then
how they are sure
that what they write
is never prose.
#WritingPoetry
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LOVE POEM
Published
13th Jul 2024 6:07pm
13th Jul 2024 6:07pm
Your Voice
Don’t keep your voice from me,
not for an hour,
because a single hour without your voice
is like a vacant day
an unused month,
a hollow year;
because without your voice
I then become a wandering ghost
a flitting shade,
that haunts my rooms
and asks and asks and asks
the churning silence there,
“When will I hear her speak again?
When will I have her near?”
not for an hour,
because a single hour without your voice
is like a vacant day
an unused month,
a hollow year;
because without your voice
I then become a wandering ghost
a flitting shade,
that haunts my rooms
and asks and asks and asks
the churning silence there,
“When will I hear her speak again?
When will I have her near?”
#heartbroken
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LOVE POEM
Published
12th Jul 2024 4:10pm
12th Jul 2024 4:10pm
Furrow Fold
Come fling
and furrow fold yourself within my arms,
and let me see
your body blaze
with trailing stars and comets' lights
inside your eyes.
suspending night for me,
O leave me breathless
with your gaze.
and furrow fold yourself within my arms,
and let me see
your body blaze
with trailing stars and comets' lights
inside your eyes.
suspending night for me,
O leave me breathless
with your gaze.
#passion
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EROTIC POEM
Published
9th Jul 2024 12:54pm
9th Jul 2024 12:54pm
Do not come near,
Do not come near,
any, all, yes, all
of you,
you with your faces of ivory,
you with your dark faces,
your faces like hungry torches,
all of you,.
do not come near
to me,
near with your eyes,
your wondered eyes,
your arrow eyes, kohled and lidded low,
slanting,
full of longing,
burdened, burdening,
near with your long arms
near with your long stride
and your ascending scent,
shearing me
with all of its
encompassings
its promises, its promisings,
the ones you...
any, all, yes, all
of you,
you with your faces of ivory,
you with your dark faces,
your faces like hungry torches,
all of you,.
do not come near
to me,
near with your eyes,
your wondered eyes,
your arrow eyes, kohled and lidded low,
slanting,
full of longing,
burdened, burdening,
near with your long arms
near with your long stride
and your ascending scent,
shearing me
with all of its
encompassings
its promises, its promisings,
the ones you...
#lover
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SELF POEM
Published
22nd Jun 2024 1:44pm
22nd Jun 2024 1:44pm
Judased
It’s 4 am
I’m full awake
my body Judased
into rising
from my bed
un-purposed to my day
prospected with
long dark-edged hours.
Outside, bird song,
cheery and alive
rings noisily
to mock me.
I’m full awake
my body Judased
into rising
from my bed
un-purposed to my day
prospected with
long dark-edged hours.
Outside, bird song,
cheery and alive
rings noisily
to mock me.
#sleep
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LOVE POEM
Published
19th Jun 2024 1:22pm
19th Jun 2024 1:22pm
Nostalgia
I’ve often tried
in many recent days
to change the world
back to
the one that opened up
when you first
Siren songed me
with a small hello
and shortly afterwards
because of conversation
with me
easy, slow
then reached to stroke my cheek
my brow
and showed me what
a truly hungry mouth was like.
Back to
the moment when
because of you
as Autumn stole away
a sense of life rushed into me
that answered all
the plaguing question that
for so so long
had...
in many recent days
to change the world
back to
the one that opened up
when you first
Siren songed me
with a small hello
and shortly afterwards
because of conversation
with me
easy, slow
then reached to stroke my cheek
my brow
and showed me what
a truly hungry mouth was like.
Back to
the moment when
because of you
as Autumn stole away
a sense of life rushed into me
that answered all
the plaguing question that
for so so long
had...
#UnrequitedLove
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