Notice how the giraffe evolved so that its neck is precisely long… to reach the water when it bends d…
Many nights I lie awake wondering what it is about me that makes me so easy to ignore
It’s cruel cold on the water—front… Only the black tide weltering, onl… And I, alone, like a storm—tossed… Shuffling along in the icy wind, g… They’re playing a tune in McGuffy…
On Satan’s browser The humans devour Innocent souls and morality Type in your darkest Desire and focus
Pete reads a story about an artist who never sold a painting until he… and then sold one for a million do… Finding the artist on the internet… his work is just odd shapes in bri…
Thrice welcome home to Hawick, Mr… For by your Scotch tweeds a great… By exhibiting your beautiful tweed… You have been elected judge of Au… You had to pass a strict examinati…
Where’s the Blind Child, so admir… With guileless dimples, and with f… That waves in ev’ry breeze? he’s o… Beside yon cottage wall, or on the… With others match’d in spirit and…
AND A CODE BREAKER OF… HE WAS ABLE TO DECIP… AND TO DO WHAT FEW OT…
The urge to do. Yearning to start, with much zeal. The urge to do. Yearning to finish, with a coup, Or without, I will always feel
Lads in the loose blue, Crutched, with limping feet, With bandaged arm, that roam To—day the bustling street, You humble us with your gaze,
Without you here I can’t help but… What if our love crumbles? What if you decide it’s too much? What if it we didn’t try hard enou… What if all we fall & never get ba…
There are princes hardly raised wi… more of honor than of self Such as they who become kings Starved of thoughts of the flesh, Dead to desires, nonetheless still…
THOU! whose sublime poetic art Can pierce the pulses of the heart… Can force the treasur’d tear to fl… In prodigality of woe; Or lure each jocund bliss to birth
His piercing hazel blues stared ba… Searching for her lost soul... He was there to save her from madness that left her in torm… He was there to hold her hands
Make, for he loved thee well, our… From wave and shore a low and long… For him, whose last look sought th… The unknown way from which no step… And ye, O ancient pine-trees, at…
Could I write the passion down, The Spirit’s blazing flame, The page should fall to ashes, In terror of the word. Could I speak the love of Christ,
See! what a clouded majesty, and e… Whose glory through their mist dot… See! what an humble bravery doth s… And griefe triumphant breaking thr… How it commands the face! so sweet…
butter Ps sugar and spice everything a man could desire to s… virtuous brilliance
Enslaves the innocent to follow hi… They are constructed to obey his l… He shut the windows of Haven Opened the doors to Hell Coldblooded cruelty flows in his g…
And still my troubles, trouble me, And time not eased my pain. I wonder if I will again, Find a life to please me, Find a life to ease me,
Where shall i go when i feel lonel… Because i lose myself in the dark… Whome shall i askk the meaningless… Even when i get the meaning withou… But the only person i can ask is y…
I was always late For you And I never rushed, never thought… Time stalked me like a wasp I floated through life as if on a…
We storm into life looking for ans… allowing the enemy in the mirror t… Turn to friends revealing to the… next we begin to lose the true mea… Now we begin to live life with h…
BY THE REV. NEWTON OGL… Oh thou, that prattling on thy peb… Through my paternal vale dost stra… Working thy shallow passage to the… Oh, stream, thou speedest on
You stand now in front of a rusty… One you have seen now so many dire… But this time you know now that so… For now you see nothing - you’re a… Coping, to you, has been all but a…
Ho Chi Min and Sochi, Communism exploding, Bay of Pigs exposing, M.A.D. season approaching, Propaganda posting,
Obvious Obviously not Your a puzzle With missing pieces It’s an un-going mystery
As I lie in my bed, Your name running through my head. All I can think of is you And all that you do. The way you look at me.
I would build a cloudy House For my thoughts to live in; When for earth too fancy-loose And too low for Heaven! Hush! I talk my dream aloud—-
Feelings when not expressed hide b…