I may not go to-night to Bethlehe… Nor follow star-directed ways, nor… The paths wherein the shepherds wa… To Christ, and peace, and God’s g… I may not hear the Herald Angel’s…
Let me feed you let my mind fill y… Gluttony Indulge on me Let my word nourish your mind body and soul
i was 24 riding the Amtrak for the first ti… with a six hour layover in downtow… i left the station looking for a s… but before i found anything resemb…
I miss being in love The feeling The happiness The warmth of the joining between… I miss being in love
Since I lost you When I close my eyes to sleep, You’re the only one in my dreams, Cuz my heart belongs to you, And that’s how it’s meant to be
There are some girls that you wish could be your sister but you are stuck with what you have Your real sister keeps
OF THREE CHILDREN CHOOS… A CHAPLET OF VERSE You and I and Burd so blithe’ Burd so blithe, and you, and I’ The Mower he would whet his scyth…
See! He trails his toes Through the long streaks of moonli… And the nails of his fingers glitt… They claw and flash among the tree… His lips suck at my open window,
By Stanley Collymore Freedom of thought, speech and personal expression however outrageous and lying these notions are and likewise egregious…
AT anchor in that harbour of the… The Chinese Gate, We lay where, terraced under green… The Sea-town sate. Ships, steamers, sailers, many a f…
Look! Look around. Soon, nothing
when my Dad lived in Benzie the lake would freeze over across… so my Dad, I, and my brother would go out and walk on it we would walk the shoreline
Could I but leave men wiser by my… And somewhat happier in their litt… Wean them from things that lure bu… Make the harsh gentle, and the fee… Shunning the paths where pride and…
She appears at night Under the glowing moon When the cherry blossoms are in bl… Her silk kimono flowing like a rub… In the silent night her golden eye…
Otea el lobo 1º la nevada del bosque que bella estampa del cielo añil nuboso día de frío y hambre
Mild orb, who floatest through the… A pathless wanderer o’er a lonely… Welcome to me thy soft and pensive… Which oft in childhood my lone tho… Now doubly dear as o’er my silent…
You ever been tired and sick? Sick like when people say “Get ov… Tired like the woman that wore her… Sick like when you see a noose han… Tired like the words of the folks…
LOVE —what is love? A great and… Wrung hands; and silence; and a lo… Life —what is life? Upon a moorla… To see love coming and see love de…
A black and glassy float, opaque a… The loch, at furthest ebb supine i… Reversing, mirrored in its luminou… The calm grey skies; the solemn sp… Heather, and corn, and wisps of lo…
My heart forgot its God for love… And you forgot me, other loves to… Now through a wilderness of thorn… Back to my God I turn. And just because my God forgets t…
By Stanley Collymore To say that 2016 was an absolutely… would be a gross understatement on… and to me it’s abundantly clear th… concise evaluation of it isn’t by…
They say love leaves you breathles… Yes, gasping for air choking on it’s lies suffocated by control obstructed by fear
Hear me sing of Sally Larkin who,… Played accordions as well as any l… And I’ve often heard it stated th… That Professor Schweinenhauer was… And that beasts were so affected w…
I’m not aware of the lies I tell myself Who is?!? But the white lies
To hold a station on the trembling… To weary time with looking at our… This is the lust that every day in… Our pigmy heroes to distend their… Is this a spectacle for heavenly m…
I starred into the black fiery depths of hell the flame was glowing from behind their walls and the smoke rose from above
Can you say you love me? How true you’ll be? Can you say you love me? Or am I just a fool. This heart is always good at loosi…
Children fall from the sky, far too young for them to die, The pain there parents will endure Cannot be measured that’s for sure Who could do this evil deed,
LONG ere I knew thee—years of lo… A shape would gather from my dream… The soul-sweet influence of its ge… Into my heart, to thrill it to the… Then would I wake, with lonely he…
Simple reflections of past blunder… A gentle breeze of radiant beauty… My heart races a mile a minute as… This happens every moment in which… One never thinks it will happen, b…