“Ozymandias” By Percy Bysshe Shelley.

I met a traveler from an antique land Who said: “Two vast and trunkless legs of stone Stand in the desert . . . Near them, on the sand, Half sunk, a shattered visage lies, whose frown, And wrinkled lip, and sneer of cold command, Tell that its sculptor well those passions read Which yet…

At the Fair By Edith Sitwell

Green wooden leaves clap light away, Severely practical, as they Shelter the children candy-pale, The chestnut-candles flicker, fail . . . The showman’s face is cubed clear as The shapes reflected in a glass Of water—(glog, glut, a ghost’s speech Fumbling for space from each to each). The fusty showman fumbles, must Fit in a…

Secrets By Lola Ridge.

Secrets infesting my half- sleep… did you enter my wound from another wound brushing mine in a crowd… or did I snare you on my sharper edges as a bird flying through cobwebbed trees at sun-up carries off spiders on its wings? Secrets, running over my soul without sound, only when dawn comes tip-toeing ushered…

Fragment: Questions By Percy Bysshe Shelley,

Is it that in some brighter sphere We part from friends we meet with here? Or do we see the Future pass Over the Present’s dusky glass? Or what is that that makes us seem To patch up fragments of a dream, Part of which comes true, and part Beats and trembles in the heart?

Mistake By Heather Christle:

For years I have seen dead animals on the highway and grieved for them only to realize they are not dead animals they are t shirts or bits of blown tire and I have found myself with this excess of grief I have made with no object to let it spill over and I have…

Who’s Bad? What’s Life?

Who’s bad, we all are, where you are good, I could be bad, expect more from me and get disappointed, we are so unpredictable, damn so complicated, bent on dying for the temporary in the seen thereby missing happiness, always wanting, so bad aod so sad, what’s life? Life is about enjoying every moment you…

Healing The Heart.

Sometimes a heart goes back, to a pain forgotten but still fresh, either to seek retaliation, or to seek inspiration, if it’s for the former, the hurt is merely concealed, but if it’s for the latter, the heart is finally healed.

The Power Of Love.

Without sunshine there’s no flower, without flower, there’s no butterfly, nature is a great teacher, it greatest lesson is, without one, there will not be another, nature tells us clearly, that there’s a power, an awesome power that keeps us together, but hatred is destroying you and I, filling our hearts with discord and tearing…

Barry Bonds- Those boos really motivate me…

“Those boos really motivate me to make something happen.” – Barry Bonds. Are you yearning for those cheers, there’s only one way to get there; through hard work, but first, let those boos motivate you, keep pushing forward as the support goes against you, soon, if you don’t give up, the tide will turn, and…

See The Pond As Only The Beginning.

Well, it’s okay if the pond is the beginning, it’s where it’s safer to learn the fundamentals of swimming, but when you have mastered it and your fins are stronger, you must venture out into bigger waters, where you could dive with the sharks, then swim with the whales while leaning to live smart, the…

Create Your Luck.

When you are not given a chance, create yours, when you seem to have no luck, create one, when you are not getting any attention, make some noise, attention grabbers, noise makers and the lucky ones rule the world, and it’s so easy to join this exotic list, just find the best way to do…