Droplets on the skin, A curve of scarlet red, Wearing thin, A structure that’s distinctive to… Can’t control.
I’m like a tree in the driest of s… Or maybe an engine, in desperate n… I’m but a raft, dry rotted from th… A hand full of bullets, but missin… Simply I’m a body, that’s missing…
How blessed is he, who leads a cou… Unvexed with anxious cares, and vo… Who, studying peace, and shunning… Enjoyed his youth, and now enjoys… All who deserve his love, he makes…
Something needs to be done—like dragging a big black plastic sack through the upstairs rooms, emptying into it each waste basket, the trash of three lives for a week or so. I am ...
When I stand in front of you My perception is different from ot… I don’t see what other perceived I don’t feel the energy They tells me my beauty is exotic
AH! leave the smoke, the wealth,… Of London, leave the bustling str… For still, by the Sicilian shore, The murmur of the Muse is sweet. Still, still, the suns of summer g…
Oh, that the golden lyre divine Whence David smote flame-tones we… Oh, that the silent harp which hun… Untuned, unstrung, Upon the willows by the river,
I am who I am, This is who I am, Beauty is my name, Intelligence is my nickname, And my last name is excellence.
Just like that. From a hundred miles an hour to asleep in a second. I fell in love the way she fell as… It happened slowly,
In the mothers lap a newly born ch… cuddles..unaware, but curious. O great Africa cradle of mankind… heard way back South a infant crie… Beating drums announced its coming…
Rest, warrior, rest! thine hour is… Thy longest war-whoop, and thy las… Still rings upon the rushing blast… That o’er thy grave sweeps drearil… Rest, warrior, rest! thy haughty b…
Your landscape sickens with a dry… Even in May, Virginia, and your s… Like Frenchmen runted in a hundre… Are of a child’s height in these b… For Wilson sowed his teeth where…
‘He rolls in the orchard: he is st… And with earth, the solitary old w… Where is his father and where is h… Among all the brown horses? Has h… I know the swallow, the hawk, and…
Too late the prize is drawn, the g… Too late, too late, our heart’s de… Wealth’s use is past; Fame’s crow… The downward drooping head and gri… The end is reached—the end of toil…
By Stanley Collymore I’ll not compromise my principles… to gain popularity, and hope you’l… it in you not to ask me to. For wi… principles to serve as the bulwark
The real her is someone who can never be figured out by first glance or by what others say, because the real her lies deep down inside the core. She is called by many names and crazy se...
I’ve been dreaming about you my de… Tell me you’ve dreamed about me to… Share that love and ill share mine Give me your heart and you can hav… but only if you pinky promise you…
Everyone seems to have those night… When sleep refuses to arrive, Outside influences in our life, A part of being alive, Maybe the body is spent and weak,
COLOSSAL orb of space, Sparkling with diamond Of countless star on star, All whirling with wild grace In their enwoven dance
She is woman, Who holds the world in her hands, Who touches every soul in the land… She is “powerful.” She is “emotional.”
See I created this storm This hurricane This tsunami I even stayed in town when I was… So now I must ride it out
“I changed myself in time to fit in on any level, to reflect different images differently, to be more then what others would like to see, to pretend but be faced with reality, that ever...
UNFADING branch of verdant hue… In modest sweetness drest, Shake off thy pearly tears of dew, And decorate my breast. Dear emblem of the constant mind,
I wish you had told me that on the good days kissing you would make me think that I knew what happiness was and on the bad days
DAWN opes her pensive eyes, In the yet starry skies, A roseate blush upon her cheek and… Her purple mantle still Lies on the sky-kissed hill,
As, the calendar, turns, it’s days… And will, the changing, of the yea… Can you, look back, with a smile;o… As the past, teaches a lesson;or d… All, the things, that you found;th…
I remember my first cigarette. Blue lipped, with hands trembling awkwardly fumbling in the dark to make contact with bare skin on thighs.
I am to follow her. There is much… In woman when thus bent on martyrd… They think that dignity of soul ma… Perchance, with dignity of body.… But I was taken by that air of co…
Love. A word that is tossed around like a salad these days. “I love you” “I love this and that” on and on. Love. No one understands it. Nowadays no one’s willing too. We toss around the...
A Drought at Close Quarters The Chinese have reflected the su… With these Giant Sky Mirrors As England gets drier and done Dried up reservoirs and Wells