Poems on William Shakespeare by Top Critiquers
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Poems on William Shakespeare by top critiquers. Poems written by members who have given lots of feedback to other poets this month.
You must know
You must know there are times
I will not choose you over the poem;
nor your email, text or pouting silence
over the verse;
Bulging zippers will not sway me
nor swollen suitcases by the entrance.
If you want to be first in someone’s life
you must know, it can never be mine.
I'll never be the faithful wife
skinning vegetables at the sink;
a gimlet eye’d grandmother supervising,
starched apron and recipe splayed
submissively across the counter -
contents spooned carefully;
the roast, flayed,...
I will not choose you over the poem;
nor your email, text or pouting silence
over the verse;
Bulging zippers will not sway me
nor swollen suitcases by the entrance.
If you want to be first in someone’s life
you must know, it can never be mine.
I'll never be the faithful wife
skinning vegetables at the sink;
a gimlet eye’d grandmother supervising,
starched apron and recipe splayed
submissively across the counter -
contents spooned carefully;
the roast, flayed,...
#SylviaPlath
#WilliamShakespeare
#confessional
#LifeAsAWriter
#PabloNeruda
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54 Comments
ANNE HATH A WAY
Anne hath a way,
when in the hay,
to get her Bard
loving her hard,
shaking his spear
as they draw near
to seal, with kiss,
love's business.
when in the hay,
to get her Bard
loving her hard,
shaking his spear
as they draw near
to seal, with kiss,
love's business.
#rhyming
#funny
#WilliamShakespeare
434 reads
2 Comments
Just for you
If Shakespeare were here
you would be his tragedy
Mozart and Beethoven
you would be their symphony
Galileo would gaze into the stars
and give a planet your name
Christopher Columbus
would sail the ocean blue
and Neil Armstrong
would fly you to the moon
while Hemingway writes
a bestseller
all about you
The Great Houdini
would chain himself up
and face...
you would be his tragedy
Mozart and Beethoven
you would be their symphony
Galileo would gaze into the stars
and give a planet your name
Christopher Columbus
would sail the ocean blue
and Neil Armstrong
would fly you to the moon
while Hemingway writes
a bestseller
all about you
The Great Houdini
would chain himself up
and face...
#romantic
#WilliamShakespeare
#ErnestHemingway #love
#ErnestHemingway #love
1176 reads
30 Comments
more than theatre
as the globe burned
around him he thought, I need to go back to Anne, I’m
done with it all, I’ve done
all I can ..
around him he thought, I need to go back to Anne, I’m
done with it all, I’ve done
all I can ..
#WilliamShakespeare
154 reads
4 Comments
the sex and violence of a metaphor

#dark
#erotic
#gothic
#death
#WilliamShakespeare
2093 reads
22 Comments
A Soft Kiss Upon Shakespeare’s Lips
My Bohemian Wild Orchid
Oh, my love you are going to set chasten hearts on fire
If what you softly serenade to corridor of my mind, is from the ambience of your timeless desires
Will those poems festering in your heart tell the world how we danced in the moonlight
The illumination, setting the seductive mood, coveting our glorious minds in plight
Blindly we drift
In the shadows of life, connection of hearts goes weary finding ways to uplift
What was done in the lust of darkness shall regress
Lust, passion, desire, rapture fate...
Oh, my love you are going to set chasten hearts on fire
If what you softly serenade to corridor of my mind, is from the ambience of your timeless desires
Will those poems festering in your heart tell the world how we danced in the moonlight
The illumination, setting the seductive mood, coveting our glorious minds in plight
Blindly we drift
In the shadows of life, connection of hearts goes weary finding ways to uplift
What was done in the lust of darkness shall regress
Lust, passion, desire, rapture fate...
#sun
#water
#sensual
#WilliamShakespeare
#seductive
402 reads
7 Comments
Roses And Relations Reborn
Roses And Relations Reborn
I woo my sister. “If the lover of Prospero’s daughter were not fictional wouldst thou not be his leading lady on the stage called life?”
“Dost thou make oracular airs? Such prophecies are not made in jest,” she says.
“Ah, just a portent of love glimpsed from afar.”
“Given my impeccable femininity attested to by thee wouldst thou let a bitter man’s choice fill thy shoes?”
“Since our womb abode was the same surely to share the same bed would be a...
I woo my sister. “If the lover of Prospero’s daughter were not fictional wouldst thou not be his leading lady on the stage called life?”
“Dost thou make oracular airs? Such prophecies are not made in jest,” she says.
“Ah, just a portent of love glimpsed from afar.”
“Given my impeccable femininity attested to by thee wouldst thou let a bitter man’s choice fill thy shoes?”
“Since our womb abode was the same surely to share the same bed would be a...
#brother
#erotic
#sensual
#sister
#WilliamShakespeare
263 reads
2 Comments
Ode to Will.
O how we ache to ape your dexterous pen
from home to academe and beyond,
advertising addiction, once again
fat-witted, keyless to your fairylands.
We've compacted with devils, pilgrimaged
to the dual new place of birth and death,
become churchlike there, there to be amazed
to breathe air holding mem'ry of your breath.
Enrapt to hobnob where you, honeytongued,
for such gossip I'm a wanton glutton
enhoped to have pen and my words reyounged
to your age, to be kissed with your atoms,
Still sparkling nigh...
from home to academe and beyond,
advertising addiction, once again
fat-witted, keyless to your fairylands.
We've compacted with devils, pilgrimaged
to the dual new place of birth and death,
become churchlike there, there to be amazed
to breathe air holding mem'ry of your breath.
Enrapt to hobnob where you, honeytongued,
for such gossip I'm a wanton glutton
enhoped to have pen and my words reyounged
to your age, to be kissed with your atoms,
Still sparkling nigh...
#fiction
#historical
#nonfiction
#sonnet
#WilliamShakespeare
147 reads
8 Comments
Daily visitor
Every morning, sometimes afternoon too,
taps on the glass
Tap-tap-tap, tap-tap
Drives the dogs crazy
Sits on the clothesline or a branch,
sings a beautiful little song
How can I resist...
I don't have birdseed
but he enjoys a little pinch of oats
I'm starting to look forward to his visits
I know it won't go on forever
but he's mine for now
so he needs a name
Was going to call him Romeo,
but he died from poison
-- My Shakespeare's not great,
I had to google --
With that dripping blood on his chest
I...
taps on the glass
Tap-tap-tap, tap-tap
Drives the dogs crazy
Sits on the clothesline or a branch,
sings a beautiful little song
How can I resist...
I don't have birdseed
but he enjoys a little pinch of oats
I'm starting to look forward to his visits
I know it won't go on forever
but he's mine for now
so he needs a name
Was going to call him Romeo,
but he died from poison
-- My Shakespeare's not great,
I had to google --
With that dripping blood on his chest
I...
#happiness
#birds
#WilliamShakespeare
442 reads
13 Comments
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