#death

"Poets Job Description [10w] Poets console the soul with words and eyes with images."

"You can't just make me different and then leave"

"What I fear most, I think, is the death of the imagination."

"Death is no more than passing from one room into another. But there's a difference for me, you know. Because in that other room I shall be able to see."

"BMW: The ultimate driving machine... ...just like our gas chambers were the ultimate killing machines."

"Cheeky Poets [10w] Remember 'poetry' lies between 'pitiful' and 'poop' in the dictionary."

"Visual Pun [10w] Example of visual pun:cloud shaped like a banana peel."

"Fighting For Your Life [10w] 'Everything will be alright,'doesn't mean we stop the fight."

"Death is the only wise advisor that we have. Whenever you feel, as you always do, that everything is going wrong and you're about to be annihilated, turn to your death and ask if that is so. Your death will tell you that you're wrong; that nothing really matters outside its touch. Your death will tell you, 'I haven't touched you yet."

"I'm Not Talking About Fruitcake [10w] The greatest gifts are the ones that can be regifted."

"Persistence If persistence is the foundation of all success, how come persistent liars and nags aren't more successful?"

"Pitter Patter I love to hear the pitter patter of little feet ~as they unsuccessfully struggle to break free of my choke hold."

"Time Traveler's Ennui The future ain't what it use to be."

"Hello Poetry Needs Y'allz How empty the oceans would be were it only filled with orcas."

"Yer a good lad, Atticus, mowin’ me lawn and killin’ what Brits come around."

"You should read something else."Why would he have done that to him?"I don't know,"she said.Do you ever feel like Job?"She smiled, a little twinkle in her eyes.Sometimes."But you haven't lost your faith?"No,"I knew she hadn't, but I think I was losing mine.Is it because you think you might get better?"No,"she said,"its because its the only thing I have left."

"Nothing is permanent. The only thing any of us have in common is the inevitable."

"I paid, got up, walkedto the door, openedit.I heard the mansay, "that guy'snuts."out on the street Iwalked northfeelingcuriouslyhonored."

"It was a hurting tune, resigned, a cry of heartache for all in the world that fell apart. As ash rose black against the brilliant sky, Fire's fiddle cried out for the dead, and for the living who stay behind to say goodbye."

"Kansas Haiku "Ya' know Superman'sfrom here and Jor-El could'vesent him to New York."