I love poetry, tell me your favorite quotes;

Keep your dreams alive, for when we quit dreaming we quit
living!!



Just something I tend to say often

"poetry, read it at your peril"

-s1owhand

a poet, like an exotic dancer,
instinctually knows how to bare
they become the object of their own compulsion
and though it is a beautiful thing
there are many broken flowers in that field
nurtured through their own tears

a petal missing here, a brown edge there,
the hailstorm of life has cracked many stems
but my bud is also breaking at its seam
and there is a romantic scent within ready
to burst forth on the summer wind

read on our forum and witness it all there
for it holds both

painful pleasure
and
delightful hurt

and when you at last find your gaze drawn
inward where no one else can completely see

borrow my mirror, i say, look into it,

Narcissus

and SEE all the beautiful people

-s1owhand

You cannot live a perfect day without doing something for something who
will never be able to repay you.

I have no idea who said it, but I like it.

Humm but is it not what life is all about realizing that no one is
perfect in every asspect of life and learn to look beyond what at times
is broken and learn to mend it. If it has been lost help find it. If its
cracked repair it and then one will be surprised what they are holding
in there hands A Rose that has learned to bloom once more.

oh yes!

we are all tattered a little at the edge
but within lies the light of a thousand
suns who have brightened our lives and
who still live there burning bright today

i draw on their strength today
my friends

Fanju
fineporcelain
TxsGal

me

((((((ALL))))

For we are all in this Boat of Life just sailing the seas.



We all have shed the tears.
And have realized the fears.
Seems like so many years.
Our voices fell on deaf ears.

But we are here now.
We must only allow.
And make that vow.
But first must take the time to learn how.

Take our life by the hand.
And make that stand.
The way we had always planned.
Then we will realize life can be grand.

Shall I compare thee to a summer's day?
Thou art more lovely and more temperate:
Rough winds do shake the darling buds of May,
And summer's lease hath all too short a date;
Sometime too hot the eye of heaven shines,
And often is his gold complexion dimm'd;
And every fair from fair sometime declines,
By chance or nature's changing course untrimm'd;
But thy eternal summer shall not fade,
Nor lose possession of that fair thou ow'st;
Nor shall Death brag thou wander'st in his shade,
When in eternal lines to time thou grow'st:

So long as men can breathe or eyes can see,
So long lives this, and this gives life to thee.

Aujourdhui j'y pense, Jacques

Alicante (french)

Une orange sur la table
Ta robe sur le tapis
Et toi dans mon lit
Doux présent de la présent
Fraîcheur de la nuit
Chaleur de ma vie

Alicante (english)

An orange upon the table
Your dress on the rug
And you in my bed
Sweet present of the present
Freshness of the night
Warmth of my life.

Jacques Prevert

Mon ami, parlez-vous français ?

je parle un peu, oui

wow slow thats a sexy little verse.

i am as i ever was and ever shall be yours.

exerpt from a love letter from john adams to abigail adams.

hi babe - see the others on the Mood thread

Awww very good you two