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Poetry again . . .

but not just any poetry! I discovered this, and poor Tennyson, it's quite unintentionally funny. For fans of Pirates of the Caribbean Dead Man's Chest, for fans who love to hate it, and for fans of the Ninja version. T…
In which I keep you from figuring out what the subject is

I feel like poetry. April is the cruelest month, breeding Lilacs out of the dead land, mixing Memory and desire, stirring Dull roots with spring rain.They pierce my dun casing, drinking from the red deltas, the rivulets …
If it makes me so cold no fire could ever warm me

It's been snowing steadily ever since 1pm and it's beautiful. Amazing, Matt would say. And since snow makes me think of poetry--(Thanks to Emily Dickinson: "if it makes me so cold that no fire could ever warm me, I know…
I looked over my last couple posts, and they all sound so cynical. It quite belies the fact that I've been so happy of late. I'm sorry. Forgive me. I don't want to make your life worse!Here's my happy list:choirHandel's …
Bare your soul

Yes. We are writing poetry. For school, not vanity. And I'm posting this because I have to vent it somehow. It's missing three beats in the last quatrain. We’re jousting, crossing sticks; our lances meet. The weapons ra…
The Glove and the Lions

A really fun poem. The rhythm in the last stanza is too awesome.By Leigh Hunt, of all people: King Francis was a hearty king, and loved a royal sport, And one day as his lions fought, sat looking on the court; Th…
Murie sing cuccu

It's 4:30 and the sun is still up: the days are getting longer. Doesn't that make you happy? Sumer is icumen in, Lhude sing cuccu Sing cuccu!
Lord, Who art Thou? Lord, is it Thou? My Lord and God, Lord Jesus Christ? How said I that I sat alone and desolate and unsufficed?~~~~~~~~~I cannot hold Thee fast tho' Thou art mine. Hold Thou me fast So…
Sing no more, sing no more of dumps so dull and leavy

You may call, you may call, but the little black cats wont hear you. The little black cats are maddened by the bright green light of the moon. (Elizabeth Coatsworth) Why is the sky?I shall know why when time is over, i…
I wanna go back to school

Tonight I felt like I could crawl back to Idaho on my hands and knees. I don't understand why I've been so tired recently. I miss school.I do like being able to talk to my kitty again.The Melancholy Pig: Lewis CarrollTh…