#poetry

"So dawn goes down today... Nothing gold can stay.-- Robert Frost"

"Southern Cat on a Hot Tin Roof Sure nuff, I'm happier than a cat on a formerly hot tin roofwhich now usesNXT Cool Zone® heat reflecting roof coating ~but I'm still ornier than a mule on loco weedand a whole lot hornier than a two-dicked billy goat.You gots any coatin' for dat?"

"Unbeing dead isn't being alive."

"Las Vegas Magic! I was the greatest magician in the world.Things were going great. My agent booked me to play the Mirage Hotel in Las Vegas for $100,000 per performance!When I got onstage everything suddenly disappeared.I'm not sure if it was allan illusion or a delusion,but I cashed the check anyway just to be safe."

"Gifts Never look a gift horse in the assor a donkey in the mouth."

"One need not be a chamber to be haunted."

"A poet is, before anything else, a person who is passionately in love with language."

"Nothing Stay Forever""Nature’s first green is gold,"Her hardest hue to hold."Her early leaf’s a flower;"But only so an hour."Then leaf subsides to leaf."So Eden sank to grief,"So dawn goes down today."Nothing gold can stay.-- Robert Frost"

"Love's War [10w] In love's war there aren't winners and losers ~just casualties."

"The Warrior's Way To the warrior,peace is an annoying interruption of war."

"Valentine's Day is the poet's holiday."

"La Récolteuse de la Mort Je suis la Récolteuse de la Mort et ~vous êtes ce que je viens pour les!"

"Sunshine On My Shoulders When you're home's always filled with sunshine,you're either blessed or it's time to fix the roof."

"HereI'm here-the snow falling."

"Scientology [10w] There's nothing more oppressive than the ignorance of foolish belief."

"Black Hole The death of one great man makes the world seem empty;the death or three creates a back hole in the heart of humanity.In Memorium 2015B.B. KingOliver SacksNicholas Winton"

"On I’ll pass,dragging my huge love behind me.On whatfeverish night, deliria-ridden,by what Goliaths was I begot – I, so bigand by no one needed?"

"If I say your voice is an amber waterfall in which I yearn to burn each day, if you eat my mouth like a mystical rose with powers of healing and damnation, If I confess that your body is the only civilization I long to experience… would it mean that we are close to knowing something about love?"

"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."

"The Old Poets Of ChinaWherever I am, the world comes after me.It offers me its busyness. It does not believethat I do not want it. Now I understandwhy the old poets of China went so far and highinto the mountains, then crept into the pale mist."