Tag: poetry

  • 520

    Now and then it’s good to pause in our pursuit of happiness and just be happy. Apollinaire

  • 458

    ONE hour to madness and joy! O furious! O confine me not! (What is this that frees me so in storms? What do my shouts amid lightnings and raging winds mean?) O to drink the mystic deliria deeper than any other man! O savage and tender achings! (I bequeath them to you, my children, I […]

  • 336: For Kelly

  • 234: Little plane in the sky

    Wherefore are you going, little plain in the sky? What yonder doth thy ambition reside? O man, that cannot things let lie, And no brims passing before cloud delights. Those hoping souls thy vessel confined, What grief or love is put behind? Towards great change perhaps some ye climb, How braved uncertainty with must ride. […]

  • 188: Good morning, Sunshine

    I flatter myself that she combs the Earth each night by candlelight until I am found Or rising first reserves her glow until I’m slipped of my slumber sound. But she feigns a gladdened expression looking lastly where I have always waited I am the one dismantled, my overlooked hopes with thee over the hills […]

  • 5

    In my declining years when no more, or merely will my formerly firm limbs take me there I should choose to wander, but failing to comply with the pace of my still fresh fancy’s wonderings, I will renovated recall that divine intersection of my youth, when by some celestial summons I turned over many a […]