Tools for poets.

Tools for poets.

Here are some links to useful tools for poets.

Rhyming dictionary.

http://www.rhymezone.com/

General resource site with many useful links. 

http://www.poetry.org/default.htm

Dictionary and thesaurus.

http://www.websters-online-dictionary.org/

http://thesaurus.babylon.com/hat

Syllable/word counter.

http://www.wordcalc.com/

Poetry form and structure.

http://www.poetry-online.org/poetry-terms.htm 

A free and very good writing application that has served me well.. 
http://evernote.com/

My Facebook poetry group page.

You would be very welcome to join us at, "All That Rhymes Poetry" on Facebook. Share your poetry, promote your work, book, or web site, comment on the poetry postings. All genres of poetry welcome.
Find us at:
https://www.facebook.com/alanspoetry

Would You?

Would you stand before God

With your sword unsheathed

And spit in the eye of the storm.

Would you fight to the death

For the things you believed

Forgetting your body was torn.

Would you fly to the stars

Riding Arian's spear,

Pushing the boundaries

Of natural fear.

Risking damnation

For dreams you hold dear.

Would you?

Would you ride into hell

On the Sleipnir steed

And call for the devil to dance.

Would you stand all alone

Gainst the wrath of the world

Certain they hadn't a chance.

Would you get up and shout

For how it should be,

That all of the world

Could be fed and be free.

Cursing our leaders

Damn hypocrisy.

Would you?

Vistas

Pictures in a candle flame,

Manikins in bows and frills

Lightly dance in flickering steps

Their stately formed quadrilles.

Visions in a solar flare,

Rampant radiated power

Hurricanes of scorching wind

All worlds and lives devour.

Images in calming hues,

Crimson ribbons waft and wend

Train the mind to placid flight

Our darkest fears transcend.

Copyright©  Alan Gilbert 2012.

Green Willow Haiku.

Weep willowy tears

Spilt innocence in amber,

Gracing bounteous yield.

Copyright© Alan Gilbert 2012.

Caravan

This crisply muted

Calm Sahara night,

Belies the advent 

Of the furnace sun.

Amid our bivouac 

Of coloured beits

We stir from dreams 

To sweet oasis dates.

Our caravan decamps

To race the dawn,

On ancient trading routes 

Towards the sea.

By Adrar, Timimoun 

Proud In Salah,

Hence we shall follow

Our nomadic star.

You wear an abaya

Of damask black,

Your mouth is veiled

In lattice woven silk.

Your beauty glows

Lit by the purple sky,

Now overwhelmed:

I turn from you and cry.

Copyright© Alan Gilbert 2012.

Way Beyond Words

Written and video poetry by Southampton poet Alan Gilbert. 




Alan Gilbert's new poetry book is now available from iUniverse, Amazon and all on line bookstores. See customer reviews on Amazon. 


Title: Way Beyond Words. (Poetry on reflection)
Author: Alan Gilbert.
Published by iUniverse. 
Paperback. 978-1-4697-5163-4
Hardcover. 978-1-4697-5165-8
eBook.       978-1-4697-5164-1
Available from amazon, iUniverse and all on line bookstores. 
http://www.amazon.co.uk/Way-Beyond-Words-Poetry-Reflection/dp/1469751631/ref=sr_1_1?s=books&ie=UTF8&qid=1336568198&sr=1-1 
http://www.amazon.com/Way-Beyond-Words-Poetry-Reflection/dp/1469751631/ref=sr_1_1?s=books&ie=UTF8&qid=1336568535&sr=1-1
http://bookstore.iuniverse.com/Products/SKU-000542557/Way-beyond-Words.aspx

Élan Vitai

So pervades the heart

That never could grow old,

A sanguine stream on fire

Unquenchable amour

Unwilling to withhold.

How the spirit flows

Impervious through time,

Insatiable desire

Restless in restraint

Yet quietly sublime.

Copyright© Alan Gilbert 2012.

Me and you and Kerrie Ann

We sailed out on that summer’s day

Just me you and Kerrie Ann,

Out to the islands in the bay

To where we knew the dolphins ran.

And as the wind blew from the west

For me and you and Kerrie Ann,

It gave each wave a silver crest

And billowed sails with natures fan.

We stopped and anchored out at sea

Did me and you and Kerrie Ann,

The day was peaceful as could be

Most tranquil backdrop for our plan.

But as we watched the dolphins play

For me and you and Kerrie Ann,

We never saw the sky turn grey

Or noticed how those currents ran.

You never made the slightest sound

Just slipped from me and Kerrie Ann,

And now you never will be found

Out in the bay where dolphins ran.

Now every summer’s day I sit

Down by the quay with Kerrie Ann,

Though all her timbers rot and pit

And all her sails are torn and wan.

Copyright © Alan Gilbert 2011.

Don’t Think Me Gone

I am not gone

Please never think me so,

The world must turn

Tides ebb, and spirits grow.

Our souls evolve

As everything must do,

Though bodies fade

My essence stays with you.

It's nature’s way

That everything must change,

All life must grow

Then fall to rearrange.

But nothings lost

Just takes a different form,

Our souls remain

Complete as when we're born.

Some summer days

You'll feel me close at hand,

The softest breeze

That whispers in the sand.

A gentle touch

Much lighter than a kiss,

And you may know

That life is more than this.

So talk to me

And wait for my reply,

For every soul

Was given wings to fly.

And I will answer

Everything you say,

I won't forsake you

For a single day.

Copyright Alan Gilbert 2011