Montague, or: Capulet

Blank verse in honor of The Bard O William Shakespeare, wherefore art thou a commoner? Disregard your profession's low esteem. Seven lost years have given rise to myths And conjecture piques curiosity. Social status is but arbitrary: Thou art The Bard, though not a commoner. What's a commoner? It is nor mind nor heart Nor… Continue reading Montague, or: Capulet

Narcissus, or: Aidos

Poetry Partners #73 'Narcissus', a poem by enchantedwords of 'Enchanted Words' Let me be a narcissist today, I havenโ€™t felt whole; in this long year of gray. How I crave, To be the violence of the hurricanes And the violet of the skies, How I yearn, To be the magic of love And the tragedy… Continue reading Narcissus, or: Aidos