Treasure Island

GRANT FRASER

(JUNE 7 1964 / ABERDEEN)

Dead Poems


Poets retreat, just what the hell is that,
Where known Poets go and teach, what?

How to lay out words and other artifacts,
But I can't quite get my head around that...

In fact my head goes around just thinking
about it,

besides you need thousands of pounds,
And poets they usually have plenty
of cash just lying around,

So Forget those disembodied one's who's
bones are lying scattered all over Poem-Hunter,

Yes something for all you enthusiasts
and old crones to dig up later,

The beautiful beautiful beautiful dead poems!

Submitted: Monday, May 20, 2013
Edited: Tuesday, September 10, 2013
Listen to this poem:

Do you like this poem?
0 person liked.
0 person did not like.

Read this poem in other languages

This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.

I would like to translate this poem »

word flags

What do you think this poem is about?

Comments about this poem (Dead Poems by GRANT FRASER )

Enter the verification code :

There is no comment submitted by members..

Top Poems

  1. Phenomenal Woman
    Maya Angelou
  2. The Road Not Taken
    Robert Frost
  3. If You Forget Me
    Pablo Neruda
  4. Still I Rise
    Maya Angelou
  5. Dreams
    Langston Hughes
  6. Annabel Lee
    Edgar Allan Poe
  7. If
    Rudyard Kipling
  8. Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening
    Robert Frost
  9. I Know Why The Caged Bird Sings
    Maya Angelou
  10. Invictus
    William Ernest Henley

PoemHunter.com Updates

New Poems

  1. EVIL'S INEVITABLE, FAST, AND FREE FALL, MOHAMMAD SKATI
  2. Doomed, Kyle Schlicher
  3. Memory Without Remorse, Kyle Schlicher
  4. Question Answered, Kyle Schlicher
  5. Spearmint Leaves, Saiom Shriver
  6. THIS LIFE IS UP-SIDE-DOWN هذه الحياة متك.., MOHAMMAD SKATI
  7. Islands of Flowers, Marilyn Lott
  8. Home-makers, Dr Deena Padayachee
  9. I APOLOGIZE FOR YOU, MOHAMMAD SKATI
  10. On your toe, shubham sutar

Poem of the Day

poet George Gordon Byron

So we'll go no more a-roving
So late into the night,
Though the heart still be as loving,
And the moon still be as bright.

For the sword outwears its sheath,
...... Read complete »

 

Modern Poem

 

Member Poem

[Hata Bildir]