Poetry Friday
To-day To-morrow – oh, ’twill never be, If we should live a thousand years! Our time is all to-day, to-day, The same, though changed; and while it flies With still small voice the… Continue reading
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Poetry Friday
i carry your heart with me i carry your heart with me (i carry it in my heart) i am never without it (anywhere i go you go, my dear; and whatever is… Continue reading
Poetry Friday
Life LIFE, believe, is not a dream So dark as sages say; Oft a little morning rain Foretells a pleasant day. Sometimes there are clouds of gloom, But these are transient… Continue reading
Poetry Friday
Rememberance And you wait, keep waiting for that one thing which would infinitely enrich your life: the powerful, uniquely uncommon, the awakening of dormant stones, depths that would reveal you to yourself. In… Continue reading
Poetry Friday
Turquoise She was once an eleven year old girl in a long-sleeved and turquoise t-shirt from the children’s department. And now she stands before me, or rather she doesn’t stand before me at… Continue reading
Poetry Friday
Come to the edge. We can’t. We’re afraid. Come to the edge. We can’t. We will fall! Come to the edge. And they came. And he pushed them. And they flew. Guillaume Apollinaire
Poetry Friday
Today’s Poetry Friday is a little different. Instead of a poem, I have a prayer, the words of which I wish for all of you. Make Me Strong in Spirit Make me strong in… Continue reading
Poetry Friday
I go among trees and sit still. All my stirring becomes quiet around me like circles on water. My tasks lie in their places Where I left them, asleep like cattle Then what… Continue reading
Poetry Friday
Hope Hope is the thing with feathers That perches in the soul, And sings the tune–without the words, And never stops at all, And sweetest in the gale is heard; And… Continue reading
Poetry Friday
Sky Dance – Leonid Afremov Slow Dance Have you ever watched kids On a merry-go-round? Or listened to the rain Slapping on the ground? Ever followed a butterfly’s erratic flight? Or gazed at… Continue reading
