When I Am Dead My Dearest
When I am dead, my dearest,
Sing no sad songs for me;
Plant thou no roses at my head,
Nor shady cypress tree:
Be the green grass above me
With showers and dewdrops wet
And if thou wilt, remember,
And if thou wilt, forget.
I shall not see the shadows,
I shall not feel the rain;
I shall not hear the nightingale
Sing on as if in pain:
And dreaming through the twilight
That doth not rise nor set,
Haply I may remember,
And haply may forget.
Christina Rossetti
Where Have You Gone
Where have you gone
with your confident
walk with
your crooked smile.
why did you leave
me
when you took your
laughter
and departed.
Are you aware that
with you
went the sun
all light
and what few stars
there were?
Where have you gone
with your confident
walk your
crooked smile the
rent money
in one pocket and
my heart
in another...
Mari Evans
How Do I Love Thee.
How do I love thee? Let me count the ways.
I love thee to the depth and breadth and height
My soul can reach, when feeling out of sight
For ends of Being and ideal Grace.
I love thee to the level of every day's
Most quiet need, by sun and candlelight.
I love thee freely, as men strive for Right;
I love thee purely, as they turn from Praise;
I love thee with the passion put to use
In my old griefs, and with my childhood's faith;
I love thee with a love I seemed to lose
With my lost saints--I love thee with the breath
smiles, tears of all my life!-- and, if God chooses
I shall love thee better after death.
Elizabeth Barrett Browning
World's Shortest Pessimistic Poem
Hope?
Nope.
Rober Zend
Farewell
A little while
and
I will be gone from among you,
Whither I cannot tell.
From nowhere we come;
into nowhere we go.
What is life?:
It is a flash of a firefly
in the night.
It is a breath of a buffalo
in the winter time.
It is the little shadow
that runs across the grass
and loses itself in the sunset.
Isapo-muxika (Crowfoot)
 RockyHorrorPictureWhore · Tue Jun 05, 2007 @ 02:17pm · 0 Comments |
