Category Archives: my own poetry

I am digging, digging today

Posted on September 2, 2013 by bill gannett

 In memory of Seamus Heaney I am digging, digging today To find the late poet at play In my heart: his spirit exclaims Dig, O dig ’till you find the way. Print Friendly

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Surpanakha lusted after Ram’s great virility

Posted on August 28, 2013 by bill gannett

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The two seas meet where the fish flew

Posted on July 1, 2013 by bill gannett

The two seas meet where the fish flew From Moses’ pocket to freedom; Khezr appears to the lost Jew And leads him on to his Kingdom. Print Friendly

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Ghazal #35 from Ghazals For The Friend, by Bill Gannett

Posted on June 28, 2013 by bill gannett

I raise my glass to the only divine lover; I drink to the dregs all the wine he offers. There is no taste I prefer to his presence; my eyes have no light save his effulgence. I have no motion … Continue reading →

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God bless the quick and ready wit

Posted on June 25, 2013 by bill gannett

God bless the quick and ready wit, Bless the mind of the dull halfwit; May we all get so bloody smart, We all figure out who-dunnit. Print Friendly

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Ghazal #91 from Ghazals For The Friend, by Bill Gannett

Posted on June 21, 2013 by bill gannett

The mast is full without meat and drinks tea all day long; His precocious speech is precious and sublime song. The man of God is drunk without drink, and is attracted To brothels where he can be without being distracted. … Continue reading →

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Ghazal #97 from Ghazals For The Friend, by Bill Gannett

Posted on June 20, 2013 by bill gannett

This life of consumerism is a contract inspired by Faust: We sold our soul for desire, but now the mind is accursed! With pleasure comes pain as surely as cats’ play with mice; Our pursuit of desire has rebounded as … Continue reading →

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Ghazal #102 from Ghazals For The Friend, by Bill Gannett

Posted on May 23, 2013 by bill gannett

This land will heal because of the Master’s and Mehera’s blood Blessing our earth. From splattered grace springs a sacred flood. The violent shadow of America blossomed as a bloodied rose, And was offered as a tribute to genocide and … Continue reading →

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All the love, all the hate that bids me sleep

Posted on May 20, 2013 by bill gannett

All the love, all the hate that bids me sleep, Wakes me to an angry laugh so complete Eyes become bright with victorious song! But sorrow of grace bids me weep and weep. Print Friendly

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Ghazal #96 from Ghazals For The Friend, by Bill Gannett

Posted on May 18, 2013 by bill gannett

I run from the rotting stench of my precious thought, But cannot find the pure, sweet breeze of I am not! The sweet grace of Lord and Master will set me free, When I submit myself to grace and cease … Continue reading →

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