Written by Others
Disenchantment
Funeral Blues
Oh Captain, my Captain
Up in a Swing
Desiderata by Max Ehrmann
The Garden by Andrew Marvel
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A word is dead
When it is said,
Some say.
I say it just
Begins to live
That day.
by Emily Dickinson
Written by Me
I Reached Out
I reached out my soul
a friend for to find
I tarried. Hurried, worried, blind
I searched high. I searched low.
No friend did I find.
I reached beyond myself
hoping for repose.
All that returned to me
was fragments, hithered, tithered, told
I reached inside myself and found
my eyes and ears were opened.
For all the while I was
seeking to find,
There inside, deep within,
were all the keys to find.
Friends, knowledge, happiness,
Tears of Joy
Tears of Sorrow
Tears of looking towards tomorrow
Heaven sent and hours blessed
beside the fire sits.
All the answers, all the hope,
of time well spent.
While sending out my soul
and searching thus...
hoping, praying, trying.
I find the gifts I seek,
Happily Seeking me.
Siren Song (Margaret Atwood)
This is the one song everyone
would like to learn: the song
that is irresistable:
the song that forces men
to leap overboard in squadrons
even though they see the beached skulls
the song nobody knows
because anyone who has heard it
is dead, and the others can't remember
Shall I tell you the secret
and if I do, will you get me
out of this bird suit?
I don't enjoy it here
squatting on this island
looking picturesque and mythical
with these two feathery maniacs,
I don't enjoy singing
this trio, fatal and valuable.
I will tell the secret to you,
to you, only to you.
Come closer. This song
is a cry for help: Help me!
Only you, only you can,
you are unique
At last. Alas
it is a boring song
but it works every time.
My favorite poem is by Tino Villanueva.
Variation on a Theme by William Carlos Williams
I have eaten
the tamales
that were on
the stove heating
and which
you were probably
having
for dinner
Perdoname
they were riquisimos
so juicy
and so steaming hot
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Comments (1)
Anonymous said
at 5:56 am on Jun 3, 2008
2 poems that come to mind are 'The Dauber' and 'Reynard the Fox' both by Masefield. I studied them at school and they had a big impact on me.
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