Résultats pour "Ron" dans Poésie

On A Feather of Light: New & Selected Poems by Ron Whitehead (Pennington Press) is a poetic journey through Whitehead's growing up years on a backwoods farm in the heart of the Kentucky coal fields to his decades long world travels birthing a global literary renaissance. Ron Whitehead is a one of a kind American original. His new book is a treasured addition to his vast and important body of work.

While the poetry you’ll listen to in Ron Wallace’s latest collection speaks of serious topics such as loss and the inescapable progression of time, you’ll also find plenty of humor in this book. His words bring to life his beloved Oklahoma prairies and skies, and his own family members. Wallace’s reflections on childhood, his parents, and, of course, baseball, are heartwarming.

Poetry commands the singular ability to lay one prostrate and bare before the reader, giving safe refuge to words and thoughts of depth excavated from crevices yet explored deep within the poet. I find no other form of communication to be so utterly and beautifully invasive.

After publishing 12 works from deep within me, the innate urge to express myself in an entirely different manner overtook me. As far back as I can remember, reading poetry has always been a passion. It may well have been one of the key factors in choosing English Literature as my college major. This collection is the result of exposing my soul and heart in a way I'd never dreamed of doing. While my other works in publication are integral parts of me, I now understand that poetry is the essence of who I was, am, and forever will be.

The realms of illusion and the songs of untold truth, fantasy, desire and pumpkin grins. All told the passion of midnight dreams and Carnival glass done in scarlet.

Humorous and thought-provoking insights by a young boomer on the ups and downs of retirement, aging, grandchildren, mortality, and more. This is a must-listen for anyone dealing with aging, retirement, or any new phase of life.

Poetry for the lost. Worlds of gentle rain and bright sunshine, worlds full of shadow and light, these are the lines of careless abandon and the wont of dreamers. Come measure the heartbeats of lovers in a summer shower or the footfalls of a lonesome dreamer in the hours before sunup. These are the jewles of blissful broadcast, the moments we live for, the times we leave behind and so desperately desire, these are heartbeats and the sublime.

Lithe K. Heaven is a wonderful poet. She defines the beauty in ordinary circumstances.... much like music defines a generation.

The birth of a child, the delicate bloom of replete shapes in evolution, the birth of a child, in solitary declarations of love, a sure sated sensation keen in languishing desires of exhaling revolution, a gasp, a tear spoken by the Inevitable dream of existence, in secrets adorned by the shadow of passion and life, a ghostly creation in tender escort and willful perfections of sublime embrace, an exalted season of magic allure.