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Solitude, an original poem by PoetryGrrrl
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“Solitude”, an original poem by PoetryGrrrl Written 3-11-2010 I am no great beauty, nor do I desire to be. Neither am I a socialite, or a drama queen. I’m not really a joiner, I am not “that kind of girl” … Read More

The Copper Beech By Marie Howe
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The Copper Beech By Marie Howe Immense, entirely itself, it wore that yard like a dress, with limbs low enough for me to enter it and climb the crooked ladder to where I could lean against the trunk and practice … Read More

George Orwell quote about dirty jokes
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A dirty joke is a sort of mental rebellion. ~ George Orwell Writer George Orwell poses in this undated photo at an unknown location. George Orwell’s left-wing views and bohemian clothes led British police to label him a communist _ … Read More

The Nymphs Reply to the Shepherd by Sir Walter Raleigh
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If all the world and love were young, And truth in every shepherd’s tongue, These pretty pleasures might me move To live with thee and be thy love. Time drives the flocks from field to fold When rivers rage and … Read More

Quote about Beauty by Emily Dickinson
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“Beauty is not caused. It is.” – Emily Dickinson

Don’t Quit
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Don’t Quit When things go wrong as they sometimes will, When the road you’re trudging seems all up hill, When the funds are low and the debts are high And you want to smile, you have to sigh, When care … Read More

I Watched Thee – a poem by Lord Byron
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I watched thee when the foe was at our side Ready to strike at him, or thee and me Were safety hopeless rather than divide Aught with one loved, save love and liberty. I watched thee in the breakers when … Read More

Motion Pictures by Jon Rodgers
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sundays they take me to your lips. the way I left them trembling. as I stumbled and my heart felt like breaking was too meaningless. so it melted. the way I’ll never forget my hands on your face when the … Read More

“The Fable of the Magic Porcupine” by Bob Rich
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On a still, quiet night, on the edge of the town, A curious creature, arrived without sound. A garbage-strewn alley, bathed in shadowy dark Is the place it appeared, its two eyes lit with sparks. It walked up the alley, … Read More

Sweet Love of Mine by Jason Roop
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I know it hasn’t been long since I last saw you my dear, But to me it feels as long as five hundred year. I miss you to the point I am loosing all sanity, There has to be an … Read More

“Underneath the Waterfall in a Green Dress” by Bob Rich
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Alone in a cloudy green valley, by himself in the green misty canyon where steaming vapors trailed up in prayers toward the sky, he felt cold, cold rain pouring in sheets and buckets inside his chest for years: bright blue … Read More

February Sky by Bruce Smith
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February Sky by Bruce Smith “endlessly making an end to things” —Celan I must have left a fingerprint, a molecule of oil, a seal, a slick when I took my hands away from her throat—the way she liked in loving … Read More

When You Come by Maya Angelou
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When you come to me, unbidden, Beckoning me To long-ago rooms, Where memories lie. Offering me, as to a child, an attic, Gatherings of days too few. Baubles of stolen kisses. Trinkets of borrowed loves. Trunks of secret words, I … Read More

Silentium. Fyodor Tyutchev (translated by Vladimir Nabokov)
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Silentium. Fyodor Tyutchev (translated by Vladimir Nabokov) Speak not, lie hidden, and conceal the way you dream, the things you feel. Deep in your spirit let them rise akin to stars in crystal skies that set before the night is … Read More

Gisela Giardino – I want to tell you – on the turning away
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I want to tell you – on the turning away – Written by Gisela Giardino, who can be found here I want to tell you, Today that there are still words in my mouth, that there´s air still in my … Read More

My Resignation – Author unknown
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My Resignation… Author Unknown I am hereby officially tendering my resignation as an adult. I have decided I would like to accept the responsibilities of an 8 year-old. I want to go to McDonald’s and think that it’s a four … Read More

Pablo Neruda – Love Sonnet XLV
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Don’t go far off, not even for a day, because — because — I don’t know how to say it: a day is long and I will be waiting for you, as in an empty station when the trains are … Read More

William Wordsworth – The Daffodils
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William Wordsworth – The Daffodils I WANDER’D lonely as a cloud That floats on high o’er vales and hills, When all at once I saw a crowd, A host, of golden daffodils; Beside the lake, beneath the trees, Fluttering and … Read More

Eros by Ralph Waldo Emerson
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The sense of the world is short, – Long and various the report, – To love and be beloved; Men and gods have not outlearned it; And, how oft soe’er they’ve turned it, ‘Tis not to be improved.