More quickies, one on death and the other on love, or sex. Death and sex go well together, I guess.
The one on death is excerpted from a slightly longer poem. Poet of the day is Emily Dickinson.
1st one.
Because I could not stop for Death -
He kindly stopped for me -
The carriage held but just Ourselves -
And Immortality.
2nd one. Lots of !!!!!!
Wild Nights – Wild Nights!
Were I with thee
Wild Nights should be
Our luxury!
Futile – the Winds -
To a heart In port -
Done with the Compass -
Done with the Chart!
Rowing in Eden -
Ah, the Sea!
Might I but moor – Tonight -
In Thee!
ouver hew papa---
Tuesday, June 2, 2009
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