Poems

[shannon]

I often scribble in the sand,
The words I find so hard to say,
And hope the wind will come along,
And blow them all your way.

[rebelgirl]

A fragile winter butterfly,
Flutters from the sky,
So soft and yet her heart,
Is cold and made of ice,
But if I warm it,
She will melt and die.

[imp]

Wintry white wisps wondrously whirl,
Soft sparkling snowflakes silently swirl,
Coolly carpeting countrysides carefully,
Dazzling diamonds dancing delightfully.

[saiorse]

Love is enough: though the world be a-waning,
And the woods have no voice but the voice of complaining,
Though the skies be too dark for dim eyes to discover
The gold-cups and daisies fair blooming thereunder,
Though the hills be held shadows, and the sea a dark wonder,
And this day draw a veil over all deeds passed over,
Yet their hands shall not tremble, their feet shall not falter:
The void shall not weary, the fear shall not alter
These lips and these eyes of the loved and the lover.

[rapscallion]

In the last dark hour,
Of the night,
Angels come to love us,
And awaken us.

[rogue]

Spike Milligan said:

On the Ning Nang Nong, where the Cows go Bong!
and the monkeys all say BOO!
There's a Nong Nang Ning, where the trees go Ping!
And the tea pots jibber jabber joo.

On the Nong Ning Nang, all the mice go Clang
And you just can't catch 'em when they do!
So its Ning Nang Nong, cows go Bong!
Nong Nang Ning
Trees go ping, Nong Ning Nang, the mice go Clang
What a noisy place to belong, is the Ning Nang Ning Nang Nong!!

[laquetta]

I once knew this male, who's name was Dale,
He drank a lot of ale and went very pale,
He were rushed away but were forced to stay,
He returned home in a week but remained a freak.

[herne]

I was a dare devil, I always raised the level,
I got bruises and scars, but that didn't stop me from going bizarre.
I would jump and skate, but it wasn't my fate,
I have to find something else to do, before I didn't have a clue.

[kaniya]

Love is enough: though the world be a-waning,
And the woods have no voice but the voice of complaining,
Though the skies be too dark for dim eyes to discover
The gold-cups and daisies fair blooming thereunder,
Though the hills be held shadows, and the sea a dark wonder,
And this day draw a veil over all deeds passed over,
Yet their hands shall not tremble, their feet shall not falter:
The void shall not weary, the fear shall not alter
These lips and these eyes of the loved and the lover.

[magena]

Once in the dream of a night I stood,
Lone in the light of a magical wood,
Soul-deep in visions that poppy-like sprang,
And spirits of Truth were the birds that sang,
And spirits of Love were the stars that glowed,
And spirits of Peace were the streams that flowed,
In that magical wood in the land of sleep.

[badboy]

William Blake said:

To see a World in a Grain of Sand,
And a Heaven in a Wild Flower,
Hold Infinity in the palm of your hand,
And Eternity in an hour.

[gaynor]

A thing of beauty is a joy for ever,
Its loveliness increases, it will never,
Pass into nothingness, but still will keep,
A bower quiet for us, and a sleep,
Full of sweet dreams, and health, and quiet breathing.

[huyana]

Hardship may dishearten at first,
But every hardship passes away,
All despair is followed by hope,
All darkness is followed by sunshine.

[bronwen]

Five years have past, five summers, with the length,
Of five long winters! and again I hear,
These waters, rolling from their mountain springs,
With a soft inland murmur, once again,
Do I behold these steep and lofty cliffs,
That on a wild secluded scene impress,
Thoughts of more deep seclusion, and connect,
The landscape with the quiet of the sky.

[nashwa]

Friendship is,
No fragile human bond.
Friendship is,
A strong oneness-bridge.