- Monday, June 30, 2008, 10:13
- Poetry
- 8 views
I was cold and hurting
lost out in the night
wandering and searching
for heaven's light
I saw the night sky clearing
when you spread your rainbow wings
But little did I know
what joy you would bring
From that moment on
a friendship did start
you kissed away my tears
and sheltered my heart
I bless the day God
sent him from above
But then I ...
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- Monday, June 30, 2008, 10:11
- Poetry
- 2 views
I live through my dark existence
only to bask in your beauty
your eyes that shine like sapphires
your smile that brightens even my sad existence
I envy the wind that runs through your hair
that touches your lips
I long to touch you
to hold you in my arms but I cannot
for your heart belongs to another
so, I can only love you from afar
your friendship means more to me
than anything this ...
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- Thursday, June 19, 2008, 4:32
- Poetry
- 2 views
Wild and fearful in his cavern
Hid the naked troglodyte,
And the homeless nomad wandered
Laying waste the fertile plain.
Menacing with spear and arrow
In the woods the hunter strayed ...
Woe to all poor wreteches stranded
On those cruel and hostile shores!
From the peak of high Olympus
Came the mother Ceres down,
Seeeking in those savage regions
Her lost daughter Prosperine.
But the Goddess found no refuge,
Found no kindly welcome there,
And no temple bearing ...
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- Thursday, June 19, 2008, 4:30
- Poetry
- 3 views
A Rock, A River, A Tree
Hosts to species long since departed,
Marked the mastodon.
The dinosaur, who left dry tokens
Of their sojourn here
On our planet floor,
Any broad alarm of their hastening doom
Is lost in the gloom of dust and ages.
But today, the Rock cries out to us, clearly, forcefully,
Come, you may stand upon my
Back and face your distant destiny,
But seek no haven in my shadow.
I will give ...
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- Thursday, June 19, 2008, 4:28
- Poetry
- 4 views
Always be drunk.
That's it!
The great imperative!
In order not to feel
Time's horrid fardel
bruise your shoulders,
grinding you into the earth,
get drunk and stay that way.
On what?
On wine, poetry, virtue, whatever.
But get drunk.
And if you sometimes happen to wake up
on the porches of a palace,
in the green grass of a ditch,
in the dismal loneliness
of your own room,
your drunkenness gone or disappearing,
ask the wind,
the wave,
the star,
the bird,
the clock,
ask everything ...
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