Torment of Lust

Form: Free Verse His want to tease her with lingering touches while denying her lips


Fashion Parade

Form: Beginning of the Line Rhymed Sonnet Smiles are infectious, a beautiful pox Styles may change but a smile will never fail To set a mark in the high fashion stakes

Fairy Land 1 by William Shakespeare

William Shakespeare was a poet, playwright and actor, widely regarded as the greatest writer in the English language. His works consist of 39 plays. 154 sonnets, two long narrative poems, and other verses. His work has been translated into every major language and his plays are performed more often than those of any other playwright.


Form: Raven's Rovi Sonnet 25 The ocean’s kisses ripple on the shore Setting the rhythm for my love to dance And my heart is lost in the silent awe


You cast your spell on me as I sipped the potion from your lips a gentle brew on a witch’s rune

Unwanted Heart

The Creative Space Prompt: The Unrequited love poem: How do you feel when you love someone who does not love you back?

The Erotes: Himeros

Form: Ivorian Sonnet 23 Himeros – the god of sexual desire and unrequited love I asked to dance in the grace of your heart And so I danced, and you pulled us apart This, the want of a god I could not hide

The Phoenix by Heinrich Heine

Poet: Heinrich Heine Born: 13 December 1797, Dusseldorf, Germany Germany Died: 17 February 1856, Paris, France Christian Johann Heinrich Heine poet, journalist, essayist, and literary critic

The Erotes: Eros

Form: Ivorian Sonnet 22 The Erotes: Eros – the god of love and fertility Amid chaos the love of gods began A love that echoes in the hearts of Man


Form: Epistle My Heart, for my heart pulsates with your name Hearing you speak is the music of my soul like birdsong in the pale light of a spring morning

Silent Mask

Form: Ballad Stanzas Prompt: Taste the rainbow My confused mind hidden by fear With questions never asked Never daring to say the words

Divinity and Love

Form: Raven's Rovi Sonnet 24 Tonight it feels the distance is so far But still I feel your heart beating with mine Yet I am alone searching for one star

Raven’s Wings

Form: Hir a Thoddaid The snow falls softly on this winter night As the magical dreams begin their flight In the darkness the world of inner sight

Tower of Song by Leonard Cohen

Poet: Leonard Cohen Born: 21 September 1934, Westmount, Canada Canadian Died: 7 November 2016, California, USA Leonard Norman Cohen was a singer, songwriter, poet and novelist. His work explored the subjects of religion, politics, isolation, romantic relationships and sexuality.

My Poet Guide

Form: English Sonnet Dedicated to the Greenian Poet, Jeff Green of the Cricket I have a guide in poetry, I do! A poet guide who sees me right and true. No spirit he, so real. A friend in word,

Forest Clan

Form: Ballad Stanzas They ask me why I can believe The gods exist today While I count blessings, I receive

That Kiss

Form: Free Verse This morning I woke your kiss still lingering on my lips as delicate as a butterfly

Art Deco Recalls

Form: Balanced Sonnet Memories held in the scent of old wax Of lost conversations from years ago And the cotton apron covered your slacks

Summer Solstice

Form: Epistle Oh my sweet, as the sun lingers in stillness on this longest day I am sat quietly in this in-between time. On one side the magic of love

Illusionary Skies

Form: English Sonnet The stars glisten between billowing clouds, Flirting with the mists of my silent dream. Floating in the illusion of mystic shrouds

Monday Night

Form: Epistle My love, every night while I lie in my bed, I write a letter in mind to you. The silly things, the everyday things and the wittering of my heart. A thought of you revealed in a song on the radio, my passion that soared in my poetry and the thought of you laughing at my forgetful nature.

The Erotes: Anteros

Form: Ivorian Sonnet 20 The Erotes: Anteros, god of requited love A tumult of emotions around me And I prayed love was something you’d see Like revealed cards my hand was out on show

Exam Hell

Form: Couplets Months of work coming to a final test, three-hour papers in hot rooms, it’s no jest. Classics, linguistics, fine art, all for me,


Form: Ballad Once it was you who ruled my pen And like a child I obeyed you The words at play within my dreams


Form: Gwawdodyn hir Like tears it comes to ease guilt and pain And wash away the last teary stain So exhausted I can sleep again