The Poet's House

#poetry

  • I Know Love

    by Michael Plante I have seen the tide of regret slowly recede at the light of dawnwhat remained was a washed-up human being.This is a place between dejection and optimismone part of me wants to let go of lifesuccumb to… Continue reading

  • My Riel, My Riel

    by Michael Plante “My people will sleep for one hundred years,but when they awake,it will be the artists who give them their spirit back.”Louis Riel The turtle scratched his way back homealong the littered terrainhis belly crimson red, his face… Continue reading

  • The Cyclops

    by Michael Plante I plucked the eye of the cyclopsand swallowed it down with a cup of teastabbed the heart of darkness in the silence of the nightand brought home the demonsthat have far too long played with the mind.… Continue reading

  • The Church of Suffering and Conclusion

    by Michael Plante My suffering redefined my perception;once the pain had stoppedthe heart that longed for love and acceptancewas caressed by the hands of compassion.My tormented mind and body sense easement;tears of relief overcame my strife.The healing had begun. So… Continue reading

  • The Ship of Irony

    by Michael Plante The grand illusion was constructed by arroganceof a man wanting to become a captain;to place himself at the helm of a shipthat promised to reach the heavens.Sold to those wanting morethey each brought a plank and constructed… Continue reading