Born like this Into this As the chalk faces smile As Mrs. Death laughs As the elevators break
Sweet shades why doe you seeke to… To mee who deeme delight in this v… Butt torment, sorrow, and mine own… To taste of joy, or your vaine ple… Show them your pleasures who saw n…
Photographs Photographs are magical. Fleeting, Moments are, Fade, Memories do, Flow, Sands of Time will,
Last night in the fields I lay down in the darkness to think about death, but instead I fell asleep,
...fossil, forests, and commerce... biking and walking... happy earth day... Once again we reflect on how to reduce the environmental impact of building, manufacturing and commerce, for...
Once I am sure there’s nothing go… I step inside, letting the door th… Another church: matting, seats, an… And little books; sprawlings of fl… For Sunday, brownish now; some br…
A million million spermatozoa All of them alive; Out of their cataclysm but one poo… Dare hope to survive. And among that billion minus one
An escape from the pain Someplace soft to fall When the world knocks me down And the ground is hard. Decorated by the hearts
“you know,” she said, “you were at the bar so you didn’t see but I danced with this guy. we danced and we danced close.
Be infinitesimal under that sky, a… even the sailing hawk misses, a wr… among the rocks where the mist par… Recall the way mere mortals are ov… by circumstance, how great reputat…
Etched Shimmering simmering The bright sun etches Searing images Searing my soul!
if you’re going to try, go all the way. otherwise, don’t even start. if you’re going to try, go all the way.
You walked in front of me, pulling me back out to the green light that had once grown fangs and killed me. I was obedient, but
And if it snowed and snow covered… he took a spade and tossed it to o… And always tucked his daughter up… And slippered her the one time tha… And every week he tipped up half h…
Undefined... This will always be my definition.… I want to be more than a career, A job will soon be what seems to d… But I am more than what this show…
My mistress’ eyes are nothing like… Coral is far more red than her lip… If snow be white, why then her bre… If hairs be wires, black wires gro… I have seen roses damasked, red an…
Some singers sing of ladies’ eyes, And some of ladies lips, Refined ones praise their ladylike… And course ones hymn their hips. The Oxford Book of English Verse
Lord Strawberry, a nobleman, collected birds. He had the finest aviary in Europe, so large that eagles did not find it uncomfortable, so well laid out that both humming birds and snow-b...
I was a bum in San Francisco but… to go to a symphony concert along… and the music was good but somethi… audience was not and something about the orchestra
At this moment in time, we’d like to invite First Class passengers only to board the aircraft. We now extend our invitation to Exclusive, Superior, Privilege and Excelsior members, foll...
How did I get so dutiful? Was I… Going around as a child with a sma… sweeping up dirt I didn’t make, or out into the yard with a stunte… weeding the gardens of others
Come with me into the field of sunflowers. Their faces are burnished disks, their dry spines creak like ship masts,
“O who can ever gaze his fill,” Farmer and fisherman say, “On native shore and local hill, Grudge aching limb or callus on th… Father, grandfather stood upon thi…
STRANGERS drawn from the ends… I was Lord of the Inca race, and… Under the stars beyond our stars w… Hotly we stormed Valhalla, a mill… Ever 'neath high Valhalla Hall th…
Life is given to us, we earn it by giving it. Let the dead have the immortality… but the living the immortality of… Life’s errors cry for the merciful…
Being told I would be expected to talk here, I inquired what sort of talk I ought to make. They said it should be something suitable to youth-something didactic, instructive, or somethi...
When the blackberries hang swollen in the woods, in the bramb… nobody owns, I spend all day among the high branches, reaching
Happy ye leaves when as those lill… Which hold my life in their dead d… Shall handle you and hold in loves… Lyke captives trembling at the vic… And happy lines, on which with sta…
though our longest sun sets at rig… makes but winter arches, it cannot be long before we lie do… have our light in ashes. . . Browne, Urn Burial
A shilling life will give you all… How Father beat him, how he ran a… What were the struggles of his you… Made him the greatest figure of hi… Of how he fought, fished, hunted,…