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  • retro
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    They that have power to hurt and will do none,
    That do not do the thing they most do show,
    Who, moving others, are themselves as stone,
    Unmoved, cold, and to temptation slow,
    They rightly do inherit heaven's graces
    And husband nature's riches from expense;
    They are the lords and owners of their faces,
    Others but stewards of their excellence.
    The summer's flower is to the summer sweet,
    Though to itself it only live and die,
    But if that flower with base infection meet,
    The basest weed outbraves his dignity:
    For sweetest things turn sourest by their deeds;
    Lilies that fester smell far worse than weeds.

    William Shakespeare

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  • freakyfreaky
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    up into the silence green

    up into the silence the green
    silence with a white earth in it

    you will(kiss me)go

    out into the morning the young
    morning with a warm world in it

    (kiss me)you will go

    on into the sunlight the fine
    sunlight with a firm day in it

    you will go(kiss me

    down into your memory and
    a memory and memory

    i)kiss me,(will go)

    -- ee cummings
    Last edited by freakyfreaky; 06-13-2009, 01:43 PM.

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  • freakyfreaky
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    The Rose Tree


    'O WORDS are lightly spoken,'
    Said Pearse to Connolly,
    'Maybe a breath of politic words
    Has withered our Rose Tree;
    Or maybe but a wind that blows
    Across the bitter sea.'

    "It needs to be but watered,'
    James Connolly replied,
    "To make the green come out again
    And spread on every side,
    And shake the blossom from the bud
    To be the garden's pride.'

    "But where can we draw water,'
    Said Pearse to Connolly,
    "When all the wells are parched away?
    O plain as plain can be
    There's nothing but our own red blood
    Can make a right Rose Tree.'

    -- William Butler Yeats
    Last edited by freakyfreaky; 06-18-2009, 08:13 AM.

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  • KanadaHye
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    Originally posted by iFemale View Post
    No one can ever measure up to your beautiful prosaic expressions.

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  • MrHyeSev
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    I know I know.

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  • iFemale
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    Originally posted by PepsiAddict View Post
    I'm glad you admitted it.

    Now think of your own poetry.

    No one can ever measure up to your beautiful prosaic expressions.
    Valued poet, you are.

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  • MrHyeSev
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    I'm glad you admitted it.

    Now think of your own poetry.

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  • iFemale
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    Originally posted by KanadaHye View Post
    LOL iFemale it doesn't rhyme.
    LOL KanadaHye, it doesn't have to rhyme.

    Originally posted by PepsiAddict View Post
    iFemale I never knew I had a fan of my Poetry thank you so much for being a fan.
    Yes Pepsi, I am a big fan of your prestigious work. There, I said it.

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  • Kiffer
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    I want to thank "FreakyFreaky for the poem "The analysis of yearning (garod) that I was looking for. I found it in armenian and
    translated it in French. If somebody wants it, it is on :
    Regroupe les Associations oeuvrant pour le développement des relations franco-arméniennes

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  • MrHyeSev
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    Originally posted by KanadaHye View Post
    LOL iFemale it doesn't rhyme.
    Maybe to you it doesn't.

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