It Is Not a Word

It is not a word spoken,

Few words are said;

Nor even a look of the eyes

Nor a bend of the head,

But only a hush of the heart

That has too much to keep,

Only memories waking

That sleep so light a sleep. 

-Sarah Teasdale

Flower in the Crannied Wall

Flower in the crannied wall, 
I pluck you out of the crannies, 
I hold you here, root and all, in my hand, 
Little flower-but if I could understand 
What you are, root and all, all in all, 
I should know what God and man is. 

- Alfred Lord Tennyson

Quote - W.S.

"The robbed that smiles, steals something from the thief."

William Shakespeare

Equal To The Moon

It is not the heart that encloses the beloved,

but the beloved that fills the void of the heart.

The flower, too, opens its loveliness

on the Earth that is itself in bloom.

Let us wish we may be equal to the moon,

that all the light we receive we give away;

or in being equal, we are one with love

in flowing ceaselessly again into the world.

-Jé Maverick

Buddha Quote

You are not alone

Just the other night I thought I heard you cry

Asking me to come and hold you in my arms

I can hear your prayers, your burdens I will bear

But first I need your hand then forever can begin...

- Michael Jackson

October 2012

Every person from your past 

lives as a shadow in your mind.

Good or bad, they all helped you

write the story of your life, and

shaped the person you are today.

-Doe Zantamata

IMAGINE

"You may say I'm a dreamer

But I'm not the only one

I hope someday you'll join us

And the world will live as one."

-John Lennon.

Grey Rocks, and Greyer Sea

Grey rocks, and greyer sea, 

And surf along the shore -- 

And in my heart a name 

My lips shall speak no more.

The high and lonely hills 

   Endure the darkening year -- 

And in my heart endure 

   A memory and a tear. 

Across the tide a sail 

   That tosses, and is gone -- 

And in my heart the kiss 

   That longing dreams upon. 

Grey rocks, and greyer sea, 

   And surf along the shore -- 

And in my heart the face 

   That I shall see no more.

- Charles George Douglas Roberts

The Choice

The Other side of a Mirror

I sat before my glass one day,

And conjured up a vision bare,

Unlike the aspects glad and gay,

That erst were found reflected there -

The vision of a woman, wild

With more than womanly despair.

Her hair stood back on either side

A face bereft of loveliness.

It had no envy now to hide

What once no man on earth could guess.

It formed the thorny aureole

Of hard, unsanctified distress.

Her lips were open - not a sound

Came though the parted lines of red,

Whate'er it was, the hideous wound

In silence and secret bled.

No sigh relieved her speechless woe,

She had no voice to speak her dread.

And in her lurid eyes there shone

The dying flame of life's desire,

Made mad because its hope was gone,

And kindled at the leaping fire

Of jealousy and fierce revenge,

And strength that could not change nor tire.

Shade of a shadow in the glass,

O set the crystal surface free!

Pass - as the fairer visions pass -

Nor ever more return, to be

The ghost of a distracted hour,

That heard me whisper: - 'I am she!” 

-Mary Elizabeth Coleridge

Anonymous

When all the laughter dies in sorrow

And the tears have risen to a flood

When all the wars have found a cause

In human wisdom and in blood

Do you think they'll cry in sadness

Do you think the eye will blink

Do you think they'll curse the madness

Do you even think they'll think

When all the great galactic systems

Sigh to a frozen halt in space

Do you think there will be some remnant

Of beauty of the human race

Do you think there will be a vestige

Or a sniffle or a cosmic tear

Do you think a greater thinking thing

Will give a damn that man was here 

From Chicago 111.

T.S ELIOT

BEING

Color is my mood,

Dark or light I'm wearing it right,

Blue oceans make me feel calmed;

Shades of green make me think; 

Nature is wonderful and I'm here. 

I don't think I could survive a day full of white. 

Not all roses are red, Not all stones are gray;

Because this is a world living in shades.

C. Luna

Observation

If I don't drive around the park, 
I'm pretty sure to make my mark. 
If I'm in bed each night by ten, 
I may get back my looks again, 
If I abstain from fun and such, 
I'll probably amount to much, 
But I shall stay the way I am, 
Because I do not give a damn. 


Dorothy Parker

INTERIOR

Her mind lives in a quiet room,

A narrow room, and tall,

With pretty lamps to quench the gloom

And mottoes on the wall.

There all the things are waxen neat

And set in decorous lines;

And there are posies, round and sweet,

And little, straightened vines.

Her mind lives tidily, apart

From cold and noise and pain,

And bolts the door against her heart,

Out wailing in the rain. 

Dorothy Parker

BOHEMIA

Authors and actors and artists and such

Never know nothing, and never know much.

Sculptors and singers and those of their kidney

Tell their affairs from Seattle to Sydney.

Playwrights and poets and such horses' necks

Start off from anywhere, end up at sex.

Diarists, critics, and similar roe

Never say nothing, and never say no.

People Who Do Things exceed my endurance;

God, for a man that solicits insurance! 

Dorothy Parker

Success

“Success is going from failure to failure without losing your enthusiasm.” 

― Abraham Lincoln

TREES

I think that I shall never see
A poem lovely as a tree.


A tree whose hungry mouth is prest
Against the sweet earth's flowing breast;


A tree that looks at God all day,
And lifts her leafy arms to pray;

A tree that may in summer wear

A nest of robins in her hair;

Upon whose bosom snow has lain;

Who intimately lives with rain.

Poems are made by fools like me,

But only God can make a tree. 

-Joyce Kilmer

Brida, P.C.

“How much I missed, simply because I was afraid of missing it.”

Quote

True

JUNE

"You cannot change your destination overnight, but you can change your direction overnight." 

- Jim Rohn

QUOTE

“And that is how change happens. One gesture. One person. One moment at a time.” 

― Libba Bray

KiSS

The thought of a kiss

The feeling right before the kiss

The ‘Oh my God it’s about to happen’ moment

The electricity,

The brush of the lips

The pull as you bring me in to completely lose the world around us,

That timeless kiss

Filling my heart of joy and happiness.

A kiss that melt my moment.

A kiss my love, just a kiss.

-Christopher T.A.

-Photo: Ekaterina Prozheyko

POLONIUS

"Brevity is the soul of wit"

The Park

Because anyone sitting still attracts desire,   

Even this will not be given you, the park   

In June, the silence of a bench at eleven o’clock   

On a Monday morning, or four on a Thursday afternoon.   

Someone will drift toward you, unattached   

And lonely. The spell will be broken, the wrong word said.   

It is cool, but there is no death in the few token leaves   

That must have come down last night, in the rain that freshened,   

The tree-smell that remains. For this season there is no name,   

Not summer, and none of the months of the year—   

A something inside you. Search your mind   

For the green arboriferous Word the boys and girls swing out of   

Like a tree, and the lovers   

On the grass in tantric mode, in an ecstasy   

Of untouching, and the human buddhas, legs infolded, reading.   

Branches, sheer translucent leaves—   

You would die to get under them forever, if it were given you,   

The park, on this, a day like any other day,   

And not the knowledge of everyone ever met   

Who will come upon you, sooner or later,   

If only you stay here. No, not people, or the walkways   

Made in another century, or the murmur of the great city   

Everywhere in the distance, but this breathing-space   

Where the void no longer terrible   

But to be relaxed in, the depressions   

Which anyway here are mild, incoming from the west,   

Slow-acting, chronic, lifelong not acute

Are there to be sat through, waited out   

On a damp bench, as a man sweeps up around you   

And the sun comes out in real time, stealing over the ground

-Harry Clifton

Dream

"Only as high as I reach can I grow

Only as far as I seek can I go

Only as deep as I look can I see

Only as much as I dream can I be"

                                                -Karen Ravn

Solitude

Laugh, and the world laughs with you;

Weep, and you weep alone.

For the sad old earth must borrow it's mirth,

But has trouble enough of its own.

Sing, and the hills will answer,

Sigh, it is lost on the air.

The echoes bound to a joyful sound,

But shrink from voicing care.

Rejoice, and men will seek you;

Grieve, and they turn and go.

They want full measure of all your pleasure,

But they do not need your woe.

Be glad, and your friends are many;

Be sad, and you lose them all.

There are none to decline your nectared wine,

But alone you must drink life's gall.

Feast, and your halls are crowded;

Fast, and the world goes by.

Succeed and give, and it helps you live,

But no man can help you die.

There is room in the halls of pleasure

For a long and lordly train,

But one by one we must all file on

Through the narrow aisles of pain.

-Ella Wheeler Wilcox

QUOTE

"When you're going through hell, keep going"

-Winston Churchill

Not a haiku

"He who binds to himself a joy
Does the winged life destroy;
But he who kisses the joy as it flies
Lives in Eternity's sunrise"


William Blake

French Proverb

"He who fears to suffer, suffers from fear."

Fearlessly You

There is a trembling from inside,

That takes you to a daily peace,

Where your work becomes pride,

And doubts of the world cease.

It is the gold of given choice,

You must claim early every day,

To strengthen your own voice,

And the wings to carry you away.

Flying seems an impossible chance,

When you look only to the ground,

As silence seems a golden dance,

When hopeless is all you've found.

So, answer to the voices deep within,

Pick your shinning star and hold true,

Believe well before you even begin,

The meaning of life is fearlessly you.

~Poet Bartoluciano

Give it Away

A bell is not bell ‘til you ring it,

A song is not song ‘til you sing it,

And love in your heart

Wasn’t put there to stay-

Love isn’t love

‘Til you give it away.

-Oscar Hammerstein

Someone Special

"...And one day you came to me like message in a bottle;

And ever-since I've been trying to unravel deepest enigmas, 

so I can write the greatest poem and dedicate it to you..."

T.D

REID HOFFMAN

"You are not a finish product. If you don't keep evolving you start dying"

RH

Time Is Mine And Its Matter

I have lived thousand lifetimes before

So shall I again until I get it right

I am like the wind

I am chasing for the breeze

My soul is eternal but this vessel is not 

I ride though existence on a horse named faith

God has granted me a soul to live, love, and learn

When my days are truly done I shall reunite with my maker

For the glory of all times

I shall watch eternity passing away as I spend it with my true love

I will be there when the sun spends its last fuel

I shall rise again at a new dawn of civilization

The divine has set my purpose

He is truly the master of all things and I his humble servant

May good graces follow you as I it does

The Holy Spirit dwells within us all

God is good and so are you

-Wilfred Mellers

Passing Time

Your skin like dawn
Mine like musk


One paints the beginning
of a certain end.


The other, the end of a 
sure beginning.


-Maya Angelou

Love - Shakespeare

"Doubt thou the stars are fire;

Doubt that the sun doth move;

Doubt truth to be a liar;

But never doubt I love." 

Thiruvalluvar

A lie is at par with truth,

if it goes with flawless noble cause.

7th

You can make it be

Two eyes across a crowded room,
A spark electric in the gloom
A fleeting glimpse of one with whom
You can truly feel free.
For one long beat the contact held
A time in which you are enspelled.
A time in which two souls can meld.
If only this could be.
Then comes a smile to match those eyes
A gentle voice invites your sighs
A voice as soft as butterflies that brush you tenderly.
A voice warms your senses in its folds
And gives in your heart to hold
The hope that this could be...


-AngelG

Quote

"Somewhere someone is sitting in the shade today because someone planted a seed long ago."  

- Warren Buffett