Whisper
Whisper… Don’t whisper? I can hear them. The little birds. They sing nice. I like it when they sing. Sometimes I think of the sun, and the grass in the […]
Category Archives: Johnathan Schofield
Rubra Pallium
In ominous tones the shadows of dusk fall With a groaning, a moaning, the black trees sway Shadow begets shadow as darkness descends Like a heavy blanket of foreboding woe […]
The Poet. The Pen.
Drip… drip… drip… Feel the ebb… and… flow… Drip… drip… drip… From the pen… so… slow… Drip… drip… drop… From the table, from the top See the little river sliding […]
Corruptible
We are all so lost. The disjointed matter of our souls doth crack withal And i’ the face of blessed time our marrow spoils and dies I’faith, I do but […]
Through Different Eyes
If I close my eyes, my weary eyes, the world around me falls to quiet. All the pressures and expectations of all the things I need to be seem suddenly […]
Pen a Poem by Proxy
Dear readers of destiny, I am pleased to announce a new method of poeticizing! It shall be a competition, of sorts! You can be featured on Rhyme Written In Red […]
Rhyme Written In Red Dot Com
Dear Readers, Writers, and Rhymers, I write now to tell you good news! I’ve raised my own bar, like all climbers, Who endeavor to see greater views! Like a ship […]
The Rhyme of the Ancient Enemy
A heart so heartless heaving down All of the blisters you have found I asked the man from swollen tides If he would show me other sides And with a […]
Enter Stage Right, With Skull
“To be or not to be,” The question you ask me, Dear Hamlet, yes I know, Is “to show or not to show.” So, I approach you now, In 3 […]
“A Fall That Feels Like Flying”
Breathing, she drinks it in. This atmospheric euphoria. This autumnal aura of a falling, a flitting, a fluttering. A smoky mocha and almond coolness enveloping the world, And with the […]
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