On the green riverbank
age late fifties
I am beginning
to remind myself
Of my great uncle Desir
in the Virgin Islands
On a Saint Thomas back beach
he lived when I last saw him
in a small shack
under the palms
Eighty years old
straight as a Viking
(where the Danes once landed)
he stood looking out
over the flat sea
blue eyes or grey
salt upon his lashes
We
were always sea wanderers
No salt here
The Old Sailors
The General Song Of Humanity
On the coast of Chile where Neruda lived
it's well known that
seabirds often steal
letters out of mailboxes
which they would like to scan
for various reasons
Shall I enumerate the reasons?
they are quite clear
even given the silence of birds on the subject
(except when they speak of it
among themselves
between cries)
First of all
they steal the letters because
they sense
A Friend Like You
There's lots of thingsWith which I'm blessed,Tho' my life's been both Sunny and Blue,But of all my blessings,This one's the best:To have a friend like you.In times of troubleFriends will say, "Just ask... I'll help you through it."But you don't wait for me to ask,You just get up And you do it!And I can think Of nothing in life That I could more wisely do,Than know a friend,And be a friend, And
I Taste a Liquor
I taste a liquor never brewedFrom Tankards scooped in Pearl.Not all the vats upon the RhineYield such an alcohol!Inebriate of air - am IAnd Debauchee of Dew.Reeling - thro endless summer daysFrom inns of molten blue.When "Landlords" turn the drunken beeOut of the foxglove's door -When butterflies - renounce their "drams"I shall but drink the more!Till seraphs swing their snowy hatsAnd saints - to
To lose Thee
To lose thee, sweeter than to gainAll other hearts I knew.?Tis true the drought is destituteBut, then, I had the dew!The Caspian has its realms of sand,Its other realm of sea.Without this sterile perquisiteNo Caspian could be.
We Are Seven
A simple child...That lightly draws its breathAnd feels its life in every limb,What should it know of death?I met a little cottage girl-She was eight years old, she said;Her hair was thick with many a curl That clustered 'round her head.She had a rustic, woodland airAnd she was wildly clad;Her eyes were fair, and very fair; Her beauty made me glad."Sisters and brothers, little maid, How many may
Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening
Whose woods these are I think I know;His house is in the village, though.He will not see me stopping here To watch his woods fill up with snow. My little horse must think it queer To stop without a farmhouse near Between the woods and frozen lake The darkest evening of the year. He gives his harness bells a shake To ask if there is some mistake. The only other sound's the sweep Of easy wind and
Fire and Ice
Some say the world will end in fire,Some say in ice.From what I've tasted of desireI hold with those who favor fire.But if it had to perish twice,I think I know enough of hateTo say that for destruction iceIs also great And would suffice.
Sonnets from the Portuguese, XIV
If thou must love me, let it be for noughtExcept for love's sake only. Do not say'I love her for her smile--her look--her wayOf speaking gently,--for a trick of thoughtThat falls in well with mine, and certes broughtA sense of pleasant ease on such a dayFor these things in themselves, Beloved, mayBe changed, or change for thee,--and love, so wrought,May be unwrought so. Neither love me forThine
She Dwelt Among the Untrodden Ways
She dwelt among the untrodden ways
Beside the springs of Dove,
A maid whom there were none to praise
And very few to love:
A violet by a mossy stone
Half hidden from the eye!
Fair as a star-- when only one
Is shining in the sky.
She lived unknown, and few could know
When Lucy ceased to be;
But she is in her grave, and, oh,
The difference to me!
Alms
by Edna St. Vincent Millay
My heart is what it was before,
A house where people come and go
But it is winter with your love,
The sashes are beset with snow.
I light the lamp and lay the cloth,
I blow the coals to blaze again
But it is winter with your love
The frost is thick upon the pane
I know a winter when it comes
The leaves are listless on the boughs;
I watched your love a little while
Testimony Regarding a Ghost
THE ROSES slanted crimson sobsOn the night sky hair of the women,And the long light-fingered menSpoke to the dark-haired women,�Nothing lovelier, nothing lovelier.�How could he sit there among us allGuzzling blood into his guts,Goblets, mugs, buckets�Leaning, toppling, laughingWith a slobber on his mouth,A smear of red on his strong raw lips,How could he sit thereAnd only two or three of us see
Camomile Tea
Outside the sky is light with stars;
There's a hollow roaring from the sea.
And, alas! for the little almond flowers,
The wind is shaking the almond tree.
How little I thought, a year ago,
In the horrible cottage upon the Lee
That he and I should be sitting so
And sipping a cup of camomile tea.
Light as feathers the witches fly,
The horn of the moon is plain to see;
By a firefly under a
Under A Telephone Pole
I AM a copper wire slung in the air,Slim against the sun I make not even a clear line of shadow.Night and day I keep singing--humming and thrumming:It is love and war and money; it is the fighting and thetears, the work and want,Death and laughter of men and women passing throughme, carrier of your speech,In the rain and the wet dripping, in the dawn and theshine drying,A copper wire.
I know of people in the Grave
I know of people in the Grave
Who would be very glad
To know the news I know tonight
If they the chance had had.
'Tis this expands the least event
And swells the scantest deed --
My right to walk upon the Earth
If they this moment had.
Half The People In The World
Half the People in the world love the other half,
half the People hate the other half.
Must I because of this half and that half go wandering
and changing ceaselessly like rain in its cycle,
must I Sleep among rocks, and grow rugged like
the trunks of olive trees,
and hear the moon barking at me,
and camouflage my love with worries,
and sprout like frightened grass between the railroad
Barter
Life has loveliness to sell,
All beautiful and splendid things,
Blue waves whitened on a cliff,
Soaring fire that sways and sings,
And children's faces looking up
Holding wonder like a cup.
Life has loveliness to sell,
Music like a curve of gold,
Scent of pine trees in the rain,
Eyes that love you, arms that hold,
And for your spirit's still delight,
Holy thoughts that star the night.
Crossing the Bar
Sunset and evening star,And one clear call for me!And may there be no moaning of the bar,When I put out to sea, But such a tide as moving seems asleep,Too full for sound and foam,When that which drew from out the boundless deepTurns again home. Twilight and evening bell,And after that the dark!And may there be no sadness of farewell,When I embark; For tho’ from out our bourne of Time and PlaceThe
A Slice of Wedding Cake
Why have such scores of lovely, gifted girlsMarried impossible men?Simple self-sacrifice may be ruled out,And missionary endeavour, nine times out of ten.Repeat 'impossible men': not merely rustic,Foul-tempered or depraved(Dramatic foils chosen to show the worldHow well women behave, and always have behaved).Impossible men: idle, illiterate,Self-pitying, dirty, sly,For whose appearance even in
Sonnet CXVI
Let me not to the marriage of true mindsAdmit impediments. Love is not love,Which alters when it alteration finds,Or bends with the remover to remove.Oh, no! it is an ever-fixed markThat looks on tempests.. and is never shaken.It is the star to every wandering barkWhose worth's unknown, although his height be taken.Love is not Time's fool, though rosy lips and cheeksWithin his bending sickle's
To Death
Thou bidst me come away,And I'll no longer stay,Than for to shed some tearsFor faults of former years;And to repent some crimesDone in the present times;And next, to take a bitOf bread, and wine with it;To don my robes of love,Fit for the place above;To gird my loins aboutWith charity throughout;And so to travel henceWith feet of innocence;These done, I'll only cry,'God, mercy!' and so die.
The Charge of the Light Brigade
HALF a league, half a league,
Half a league onward,
All in the valley of Death
Rode the six hundred.
"Forward the Light Brigade!
Charge for the guns!" he said.
Into the valley of Death
Rode the six hundred.
"Forward, the Light Brigade!"
Was there a man dismay'd?
Not tho' the soldier knew
Some one had blundered.
Theirs not to make reply,
Theirs not to
In Flanders Fields
In Flanders fields the poppies blow
Between the crosses, row on row
That mark our place; and in the sky
The larks, still bravely singing, fly
Scarce heard amid the guns below.
We are the Dead. Short days ago
We lived, felt dawn, saw sunset glow,
Loved and were loved, and now we lie
In Flanders fields.
Take up our quarrel with the foe:
To you from failing hands we throw
The torch; be yours to
Sheridan's Ride
UP from the South at break of day, Bringing to Winchester fresh dismay, The affrighted air with a shudder bore, Like a herald in haste, to the chieftain's door, The terrible grumble, and rumble, and roar, Telling the battle was on once more, And Sheridan twenty miles away. And wider still those billows of war, Thundered along the horizon's bar; And louder yet into
The Wound-Dresser
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AN old man bending I come among new faces,
Years looking backward resuming in answer to children,
Come tell us old man, as from young men and maidens that love me,
(Arous'd and angry, I'd thought to beat the alarum, and urge relentless war,
But soon my fingers failed me, my face drooped and I resigned myself,
To sit by the wounded and soothe them, or silently watch the dead;)
Egyptian Serenade
SING again the song you sung
When we were together young
When there were but you and I
Underneath the summer sky.
Sing the song, and o'er and o'er
Though I know that nevermore
Will it seem the song you sung
When we were together young.
Paul Revere's Ride
LISTEN, my children, and you shall hear
Of the midnight ride of Paul Revere,
On the eighteenth of April, in Seventy-five;
Hardly a man is now alive
Who remembers that famous day and year.
He said to his friend, 'If the British march
By land or sea from the town to-night,
Hang a lantern aloft in the belfry arch
Of the North Church tower as a signal light
One, if by land, and
Killed at the Ford
HE is dead, the beautiful youth,
The heart of honor, the tongue of truth,
He, the life and light of us all,
Whose voice was blithe as a bugle-call,
Whom all eyes followed with one consent,
The cheer of whose laugh, and whose pleasant word,
Hushed all murmurs of discontent.
Only last night, as we rode along,
Down the dark of the mountain gap,
To visit the picket-guard at
A Winter Wish
OLD wine to drink! Ay, give the slippery juice That drippeth from the grape thrown loose Within the tun; Plucked from beneath the cliff Of sunny-sided Teneriffe, And ripened 'neath the blink Of India's sun! Peat whiskey hot, Tempered with well-boiled water! These make the long night shorter, Forgetting not Good stout old English porter. Old
The Fancy Shot
"RIFLEMAN, shoot me a fancy shot
Straight at the heart of yon prowling vidette;
Ring me a ball in the glittering spot
That shines on his breast like an amulet!"
"Ah, Captain! here goes for a fine-drawn bead;
There 's music around when my barrel 's in tune!"
Crack! went the rifle, the messenger sped,
And dead from his horse fell the ringing dragoon.
"Now, Rifleman,
How Big Your God Is
Don't tell God how big your storm is. Tell the storm how big your God is.
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Give You Rest
Come to me all you who are weary & burdened and I will give you rest.
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Not the Only Traveler
Along your pathway of life you will observe that you are not the only traveler. There are others who need your help. there are feet to steady, hands to grasp, minds to encourage, hearts to inspire, and souls to save. -Thomas S. Monson, How Firm a Foundation
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God's Will
As much as you want to plan your life, it has a way of surprising you with unexpected things that will make you happier than you originally planned. That's what you call God's will.
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Love Deeply and Love Eternally
How grateful I am to my Father in Heaven that He allows us to love deeply and love eternally. -Shayne M. Bowen
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Lower Lights
Let your lower lights be burning. -Boyd K. Packer
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He Understands
Though you may feel that no one can understand the depth of your despair, our Savior Jesus Christ understands. -Dieter F. Uchtdorf
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Hands of God
Know ye not that ye are in the hands of God? Mormon 5: 23
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Marilyn Monroe Best Love Quotes
The real lover is the man who can thrill you by kissing your forehead or smiling into your eyes or just staring into space.Boys think girls are like books, If the cover doesn’t catch their eye they won’t bother to read what’s inside.It’s better to be unhappy alone than unhappy with someone.I could never pretend something I didn’t feel. I could never make love if I didn’t love, and if I loved
Only once in your life, Bob Marley Love Quote
Only once in your life, I truly believe, you find someone who can
completely turn your world around. You tell them things that you’ve
never shared with another soul and they absorb everything you say and
actually want to hear more. You share hopes for the future, dreams that
will never come true, goals that were never achieved and the many
disappointments life has thrown at you. When
50 Best Celebrities Love Quotes
Love is a promise; love is a souvenir, once given never forgotten, never let it disappear.
No, I don’t think I will kiss you, although you need kissing, badly. That’s what’s wrong with you. You should be kissed and often, and by someone who knows how.
Love is blind. It will take over your mind. What you think is love, is truly not. You need to elevate your mind.
When you break up, your
The Pursuit of Holiness and Happiness
The more we devote ourselves to the pursuit of holiness and happiness, the less likely we will be on a path to regrets. The more we rely on the Savior’s grace, the more we will feel that we are on the track our Father in Heaven has intended for us. -Dieter F. Uchtdorf
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You Are Not Alone
The Lord's counsel to Joshua is his counsel today: "Be strong and of good courage; be not afraid, neither be thou dismayed: for the Lord thy God is with thee whithersoever thou goest." (Joshua 1:9) You are not alone! -Elaine S. Dalton, author of Shine!
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If Our Eyes Could Be Opened
Centered on Jesus Christ
I am aware that life presents many challenges, but with the help of the Lord, we need not fear. If our lives and our faith are centered on Jesus Christ and his restored gospel, nothing can ever go permanently wrong.
-Howard W. Hunter, Ensign, 1985
Heaven's Embrace
As a pilot I have touched the skies. As a church member I have felt heaven's embrace. -Dieter F. Uchtdorf, General Conference October 2012.
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And I LOVE IT
I'm a Mormon. I know it, I love it, & I live it. -Anne Dibb, October 2012 General Conference
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Enjoy More Fully the Sunlight
"Stop seeking out the storms and enjoy more fully the sunlight." President Gordon B Hinckley Sept 9, 2001 (stated 2 days before 9/11)
"I am suggesting that as we go through life we try to 'accentuate the positive.' I am asking that we look a little deeper for the good, that we still our voices of insult and sarcasm, that we more generously compliment virtue and effort...turn from the negativism that so permeates our modern society and look for the remarkable good among those with whom you associate, that we speak of one another's virtues more than we speak of one another's fault, that optimism replace pessimism that our faith exceed our fears. When I was a young man and was prone to speak critically, my wise father would say: "Cynics do not contribute. Skeptics do not create. Doubters do not achieve." -Gordon B. Hinckley
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Get Back In the Light
Remember: the heavens will not be filled with those who never made mistakes but with those who recognized that they were off course and who corrected their ways to get back in the light of gospel truth. -Dieter F. Uchtdorf, A Matter of a Few Degrees, April 2008
Take His Advice
There would be no sense in saying you trusted Jesus if you would not take his advice. -C.S. Lewis
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Favorite Conference Moments: Elder Wirthlin's Talk on Kindness
One of my favorite conference moments is from Elder Wirthlin's talk, The Great Commandment. It was when he began to shake, and Elder Russell M. Nelson got up and helped to support him. http://www.lds.org/general-conference/2007/10/the-great-commandment?lang=eng&...
Never Get Tired
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Time with Children
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Why Wish Upon a Star
Why wish upon a star when you can pray to the one who created it.
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Your Once Upon a Time Is Now
For a moment, think back about your favorite fairy tale. In that story the main character … must overcome adversity. …
… You will experience your own adversity. …
It is your reaction to adversity, not the adversity itself, that determines how your life’s story will develop. …
… Your own wondrous story has already begun. Your “once upon a time” is now.
President Dieter F. Uchtdorf, Second Counselor in the First Presidency, “Your Happily Ever After,” Ensign, May 2010, 124–27.
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