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The Summit

Published on Mon, 11^th Aug 2025 at 23:27

by William Troup

Whether or not I will reach the summit, my desires still speak in soft, berry-shaped tones; a morass path of which I cannot recall, awaits for me in the appalachian springs, and renders a song that would leave the hummingbirds in awe; will my heart feel peace
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Oh Tempest!

Published on Wed, 6^th Aug 2025 at 23:35

by William Troup

Oh tempest, break the adamantine waves, and let this habitation breathe; what of the strakes that break the hull? a home for those smaller than thee. Upon the mast, our dreams are tied, as we await the gales abatement; what of sails that flail from the yards? a
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Horsemen

Published on Tue, 5^th Aug 2025 at 22:41

by William Troup

Sick, is death, and riven with plagues and preachers toil for life; but wait, famine is drunk on power, and fate. Fallacies prevail with weapons aloft, and heads await on remedies bled; but wait, the conquests are fairly seen, and death unveils his thrown,
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I Must Be Down by the Sea Again

Published on Tue, 5^th Aug 2025 at 00:53

by William Troup

I must be down by the sea again, I must be all but me. I must be down with my dreams again, I must be all but free. I must be down, I must be me, I must be me again, but here. I must be down by the sea again, I must be all but fear ...

The Tree and All Her Dreams

Published on Mon, 4^th Aug 2025 at 23:50

by William Troup

Decaying, it may be, the tree and all her dreams; saplings yearn for freedom, but death has learned to see. Competent, he may be, and unending as the tide, and hide, he may try, but further, she did see ...

Peonies Suffice

Published on Mon, 7^th Jul 2025 at 23:43

by William Troup

Peonies suffice with the role of the dice; think twice, did not, yet thrice I tried, and memories regale the mewling advice. Peonies suffice with a hand on the dice; wish twice, now thrice, yet one is the face, and memories aloft in a gleeful
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My Heart Must Be a Bird

Published on Sun, 6^th Jul 2025 at 22:35

by William Troup

My heart must be a bird, for I have seen it fly away. Immortal, is my fantasy, yet still too far today. Fallen boughs upon the knoll, so nowhere is safe to land? what of me remains to stand, in the hope that she will return ...

We Outgrew Our Hearts

Published on Sat, 5^th Jul 2025 at 23:57

by William Troup

We outgrew our hearts, like so many things, and stentorian silence is the crown that sings. Our antique words, so brittle, unworn, may rend what dwells, and yearn to be born. We outgrew our hearts, like so many beats, yet dulcet voices is the rescue
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What Word of the Daffodils?

Published on Wed, 2^nd Jul 2025 at 23:47

by William Troup

The violets are lost, with roses in dwam, and carnations weep where the lilies may meet. The tulips wonder where the daisies sleep; and what of the orchids? the violets still ask. The bluebells pine for the sunflowers heart, and poppies are
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Beloved

Published on Mon, 23^rd Jun 2025 at 22:05

by William Troup

Beloved! manifestations drip from this weary earnest heart; as if someone, maybe a lonely rose, beseeched an early path. As carnations weep in soil, the kind I've yet to spoil, escort me, my sonorous wren, as I have yet to sale... Beloved! manifestations
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World of Wonder

Published on Sat, 31^st May 2025 at 22:43

by Sleepless Ocean

Author Notes: This poem was written for the first album "World of Wonder".

Upon the ocean, the airy nights are aloft in thrills; with shores instilled of what awaits; but still recall the whale’s song and its alluring call ... Upon the shore, the welcoming awaits in silent feet; as horns repeat in echoing bangs; then anchors fall as the
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Eyes

Published on Sun, 25^th May 2025 at 21:52

by William Troup

No eye, for this eye; as for me, you are blind; as unraveled as the sheets that await before my sleep. No rivulets seep from my skin, no fallacies reign in the deep; for time is a war of attrition, nothing more than a tradition; and what of me, you ask? my
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A Poison Tree

Published on Sun, 25^th May 2025 at 14:39

by William Blake

I was angry with my friend; I told my wrath, my wrath did end. I was angry with my foe: I told it not, my wrath did grow. And I waterd it in fears, Night & morning with my tears: And I sunned it with smiles, And with soft deceitful wiles. And it grew both day and night. Till
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A Bird, came down the Walk

Published on Sun, 25^th May 2025 at 14:34

by Emily Dickinson

A Bird, came down the Walk - He did not know I saw - He bit an Angle Worm in halves And ate the fellow, raw, And then, he drank a Dew From a convenient Grass - And then hopped sidewise to the Wall To let a Beetle pass - He glanced with rapid eyes, That hurried all abroad - They looked
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Hope is the thing with feathers

Published on Sun, 25^th May 2025 at 14:33

by Emily Dickinson

Hope is the thing with feathers That perches in the soul, And sings the tune without the words, And never stops at all, And sweetest in the gale is heard; And sore must be the storm That could abash the little bird That kept so many warm. I've heard it in the chillest land, And on the
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Light breaks where no sun shines

Published on Sun, 25^th May 2025 at 14:26

by Dylan Thomas

Light breaks where no sun shines; Where no sea runs, the waters of the heart Push in their tides; And, broken ghosts with glow-worms in their heads, The things of light File through the flesh where no flesh decks the bones. A candle in the thighs Warms youth and seed and burns the seeds of
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Fern Hill

Published on Sun, 25^th May 2025 at 14:25

by Dylan Thomas

Now as I was young and easy under the apple boughs About the lilting house and happy as the grass was green, The night above the dingle starry, Time let me hail and climb Golden in the heydays of his eyes, And honoured among wagons I was prince of the apple towns And once
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Do Not Go Gentle Into That Good Night

Published on Sun, 25^th May 2025 at 14:13

by Dylan Thomas

Do not go gentle into that good night, Old age should burn and rave at close of day; Rage, rage against the dying of the light. Though wise men at their end know dark is right, Because their words had forked no lightning they Do not go gentle into that good night. Good men, the last wave
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Complex Beast

Published on Wed, 21^st May 2025 at 23:23

by William Troup

My thoughts reveal a complex beast, yet the morn is set with felicity! Manifestations still regale a heart that's yet to feast. My mind pretends to be a friend, but my hand remains alone; What for tomorrow, again I ask, as my dreams prevail and
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Love Should Never Speak of Time

Published on Wed, 21^st May 2025 at 08:50

by William Troup

Love should never speak of time, for eternity is invisible to the blind. Ghastly ghouls may linger in shadows, but the devil may have forgotten their goals?