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Updated 10-01-2011 at 09:26 PM by Silas Thorne
These are the things I hold divine: A trusting child's hand laid in mine, Rich brown earth and wind-tossed trees, The taste of grapes and the drone of bees, A rhythmic gallop, long June days, A rose-hedged lane and lovers' lays, The welcome smile on neighbors' faces, Cool, wide hills and open places, Breeze-blown fields of silver rye, The wild, sweet note of the plover's cry, Fresh spring showers and scent of box, The soft, ...
I am addicted to Coconut Records these days. Don't know why, just am. It's a one man project and for the first time I am wondering about the music too, not just the lyrics. It's simple but not so, I don't know.... you know songs were there is like one sentence in them that just gets you hooked, I think there is a sentence like that in most of his songs. Anyway, I am kinda sick and have been since Sunday or Saturday, I can't remember. I have a cold and a soar throat. I was at home ...
YouTube Education YouTube education In looping, 5-minute Flashes and rotation: Tell me that you "Like" it. Post your thoughts and wisdom: "Boring or awesum, Or that Obama sux" Legare globus lux Expiration A loose-limbed star, A limp, little rawr: Apathetic As a wood tick -- In this meeting I suck the dead Expiration In the gloaming ...
This was originally written as part of another poem, but I felt as if these verses did not really connect with the flow of the overall poem and diverged from the rest of the poem as well as making longer than need be. But I thought they worked quite well as a poem in of themselves. The raven is a bird that has been seen in many traditions as a messenger of the dead and a pyschopomp that would take the souls of the dead into the Otherworld. The owl ...