"Come away O human child!To the waters of the wild, With a faery hand in hand, For the worlds more full of weeping than you can understand."
W.B.Yeats
"If it looks like a Dwarf and smells like a Dwarf, then it's probably a Dwarf (or a latrine wearing dungarees)"
Artemins Fowl and the Lost Colony by Eoin Colfer
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This is my favorite because it touches my heart. (I will admit to a slight bias)
The picture is old, faded in spots,
corners folded, fuzzy with years.
Look closely and you’ll see the faces are the same.
They are my grandmother and me.
Our two faces touching, and becoming one
in a spot on the cheek in front of the ear
Both faces are younger and
older than the years they have seen.
In each face is reflected the other,
one just beginning life,
the other nearing its end
This connection lives on
transcending time,
and thirty years later
our cheeks are connected still.
The great divide, the timeless eternity, the shadow
That moves between us like a vapor
does not separate our cheeks.
I am no different than her
just an extension -
reaching from the past into forever.
Reaching Into Forever by Motherhubbard
But reading all the beautiful poetry here is like having a new book of poems to open everyday. I'm so glad mother invited me.
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mom, you are biased- but I'm glad! thanks
This is another favourite now:
Scarlet by symphony
Scarlet
It was in a sunny summer’s morn
That Mother gave her the paint brush,
“Paint away, dear”, Ma has said,
“Give the world its colors”,
And has flashed a smile.
Everything came
In colors
Ever
Since.
The summer was suddenly yellow,
The sun shone golden on the day.
The smile Mom gave was orange—
Dad’s words were crescent blue.
The li’l pup was brown.
The garden- green.
The canvas
Ne’er was
White.
Then
One night
Those strange men
In green stormed in.
Shouting loud harsh words--
Their voices- a dark teal,
Their actions- a dappled grey,
The huge black guns screamed in their hands—
A moment later, the world turned red.
Red
With death,
Stilled and hushed,
And marooned deep—
Mother’s frozen eye
Shadowed in red lashes;
Dad lay in a pool of red.
The li’l paint brush rolled on the floor.
The world was now a world in scarlet.
I sang of leaves, of leaves of gold, and leaves of gold there grew.
My! I'm honored!
And delighted. Thanks Pensive.
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...the smell of flowers through metal labyrinths.
I dont know if this is the right place to pose this question, but since Adol was the one who started this thread, I'll go ahead.
Does anyone happen to know why he "left forever"? I, among many others, enjoyed his poetries very much and I'm sure this forum will miss him if he decides to leave.
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...the smell of flowers through metal labyrinths.
"Come away O human child!To the waters of the wild, With a faery hand in hand, For the worlds more full of weeping than you can understand."
W.B.Yeats
"If it looks like a Dwarf and smells like a Dwarf, then it's probably a Dwarf (or a latrine wearing dungarees)"
Artemins Fowl and the Lost Colony by Eoin Colfer
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Two missing members, I guess it is a forum and people come and go. The non-virtual life will drag any of us off for lots of reasons. I have an instinct about Adol coming back but never knew UncleLar that well. quasi
but its not just them. I mean.... wheres nightshade and Schokokeks, and lote tree.
"Come away O human child!To the waters of the wild, With a faery hand in hand, For the worlds more full of weeping than you can understand."
W.B.Yeats
"If it looks like a Dwarf and smells like a Dwarf, then it's probably a Dwarf (or a latrine wearing dungarees)"
Artemins Fowl and the Lost Colony by Eoin Colfer
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To Niamh: We can only speculate but "vacation" season is upon us and the members you mention are hopefully on a beach or taking the great tour. Outside of sending a posse, I think we shall see their return. quasi
But Adol has this "Left 4ever" thing written in custom user title...that was what confused me.
Anyway, I earnestly hope all of them comes back in no time.
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...the smell of flowers through metal labyrinths.
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"Courage is not the absence of fear but the judgment that something else is more important than fear." -- Ambrose Redmoon
CR: Madame Bovary, by Gustave Flaubert
JF: Pride and Prejudice, by Jane Austen. My review is here.
Yeay Sticky!
"Come away O human child!To the waters of the wild, With a faery hand in hand, For the worlds more full of weeping than you can understand."
W.B.Yeats
"If it looks like a Dwarf and smells like a Dwarf, then it's probably a Dwarf (or a latrine wearing dungarees)"
Artemins Fowl and the Lost Colony by Eoin Colfer
my poems-please comment Forum Rules
I just came across this poem by CDNreader and had to put it here. I just fell in love with it.
Sail Away
Sail away with me, my darling, to a misty distant land
We'll ride the waves together....walk the beach hand in hand.
There will be no need for artifice, nor pretense set upon
Masks will be tossed away, and new dreams will be spun.
Let the ocean bring us closer than we have ever been before
The relentless motion of the water upon this magical shore
The pale early mornings....the fiery moonlit nights
Dream with me beyond the horizon...let your spirit take flight.
Come with me, my darling....dream with me as we sleep.
Our love will rise unbounded, our roots will burrow deep.
We'll make a home near the water, palm fronds upon bamboo
We'll gather seeds for a garden, tend it lovingly, me and you.
Keep this dream with you, my darling....as we drift upon the waves
For what would we be without dreams to keep the world at bay?
Close your eyes, my sweet....build sandcastles in the air.
Let peace wash through your body....and remember the joy that awaits us there.
"Come away O human child!To the waters of the wild, With a faery hand in hand, For the worlds more full of weeping than you can understand."
W.B.Yeats
"If it looks like a Dwarf and smells like a Dwarf, then it's probably a Dwarf (or a latrine wearing dungarees)"
Artemins Fowl and the Lost Colony by Eoin Colfer
my poems-please comment Forum Rules