Poetry can uphold the world,
Breathe life into life,
In a time of turmoil.
Only words,
So loved,
Can stand out
Like a reckoning;
Buoyed up like a boat,
On uncharted waters.
The time to live
Is now;
The moment to shine
Is real.
When all is said
And done,
There is nothing more
To say,
The tree loses its blossoms.
And so,
The world keeps turning.
Thursday, August 22, 2013
Wednesday, February 13, 2013
A Special announcement
I'm happy to announce that my second book of poetry, "The Stars Will Speak Them," is now available on Amazon.com and Barnes & Noble.com. Just type my name, William H. Balzac, in the search bar, in order to buy your copy.
More poems to follow.
XXOO, Bill.
More poems to follow.
XXOO, Bill.
Sunday, January 27, 2013
Motion
C.K. Williams
has gone off the rails,
and all hail the loss of words
for writing, and dying.
Who am I to criticize?
Just another poet
steeped in tea, in life,
in the air
I breathe.
The best words
are left to chance.
Every motion
of Life
tells all,
eventually.
has gone off the rails,
and all hail the loss of words
for writing, and dying.
Who am I to criticize?
Just another poet
steeped in tea, in life,
in the air
I breathe.
The best words
are left to chance.
Every motion
of Life
tells all,
eventually.
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