#poetry

"Resolve, and thou art free."

"This is the Hour of Lead – Remembered, if outlived, As Freezing persons, recollect the Snow – First – Chill – then Stupor – then the letting go –"

"You shall love your crooked neighbour, with your crooked heart."

"The wind may be invisible, but it’s colored by memories of you, as you gently blew into my life, adding motion and emotion to my still-beating heart."

"What is God? [17] [10w] God has a fondness for cosmology and carbon-based life forms."

"Die Alone It is man's tragic fate to die alone,therefore, we must carefully choose who we die alone with."

"To sense the peace of extinguished passionHappiness in not knowing the ultimate knowledge"

"Heaven [10w] Heaven’s not a destination ~it’s a way of processing life."

"Frank Lloyd Wright {Couplet} Frank Lloyd Wright eliminated the confining wall,so now when your wife screams at youit sounds like you're in Tammany Hall."

"Our birth is but a sleep and a forgetting:The Soul that rises with us, our life's Star,Hath had elsewhere its setting,And cometh from afar:Not in entire forgetfulness,And not in utter nakedness,But trailing clouds of glory do we come"

"My heart born nakedwas swaddled in lullabies.Later alone it worepoems for clothes.Like a shirtI carried on my backthe poetry I had read.So I lived for half a centuryuntil wordlessly we met.From my shirt on the back of the chairI learn tonighthow many yearsof learning by heartI waited for you."

"I grew up in this town, my poetry was born between the hill and the river, it took its voice from the rain, and like the timber, it steeped itself in the forests."

"Some hae meat and canna eat,And some wad eat that want it,But we hae meat and we can eat,And sae the Lord be thankit."

"Coins [10w] Statesmen whose faces are on coins are amenable to change."

"Every Small Child is a Miracle [10w] The God of small children is the one true God."

"Mind's Eye What vain man is not a hero in his mind's eye;What egoist not the protagonist upon which the world revolves?"

"Nomad {Couplet} When your roots grow from the outside in,home becomes whatever place you're in."

"The young student sits with his head bent over his books, and his mind straying in youth's dreamland; where prose is prowling on the desk and poetry hiding in the heart."

"It costs me never a stab nor squirm / To tread by chance upon a worm. / Aha, my little dear, / I say, Your clan will pay me back one day."

"...but it is good to be several floors up in the dead of night wondering whether you are any good or not and the only decision you can make is that you did it..."