And then the sound of marching armies 'woke Amid the branches of the soldier oak, And tempests ceased their warring cry, and dumb The lashing storms that muttered, overcome, Choked by the heralding of battle smoke, When these gnarled branches beat their martial drum.Emily Pauline Johnson...Read More
"Delicta juventutis et ignorantius ejus, quoesumus ne memineris, Domine."I left, to earth, a little maiden fair, With locks of gold, and eyes that shamed the light; I prayed that God might have her in His care And sight.Earth's love was false; her voice, a siren's song; (Sweet mother-earth was...
In Flanders fields the poppies blow Between the crosses, row on row, That mark our place; and in the sky The larks, still bravely singing, fly Scarce heard amid the guns below.We are the Dead. Short days ago We lived, felt dawn, saw sunset glow, Loved and were loved, and now...
O Love builds on the azure sea, And Love builds on the golden sand, And Love builds on the rose-winged cloud, And sometimes Love builds on the land!O if Love build on sparkling sea, And if Love build on golden strand, And if Love build on rosy cloud, To Love these...Read More
The travel birds which journey in the spring Lust after pleasures of awakened sight; They rout the weather in a truceless fight, And swell their souls with joy of buffeting And constant strife. To know the unknown thing, To see the unseeable in God’s despite, To try his strength against another’s...Read More
Not to be conquered by these headlong days, But to stand free: to keep the mind at brood On life’s deep meaning, nature’s altitude Of loveliness, and time’s mysterious ways; At every thought and deed to clear the haze Out of our eyes, considering only this, What man, what life, what...Read More
I sat on the front step with the clouds covering the rays And as I surrendered to the moment I realized the sun doesn’t always shineSometimes your parents don’t work it out like they promised they would Most times your skin doesn’t resemble that of a porcelain doll And often...Read More
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ltun92DfnPYhe was a broken branch grafted onto a different family tree adopted but not because his parents opted for a different destiny he was three when he became a mixed drink of one part left alone and two parts tragedy started therapy in 8th grade had a personality made up of tests and pills lived...Read More