Why Is Joy Important In Life?

Build joy into your journey, the storm passes swiftly Over a heart that joy lives in; is trouble the sickness, joy is the healing, don’t join the multitude who are waiting and working for joy that is everywhere. Real joy is not in a distant goal, joy is the fire that keeps our intelligence aglow,…

Nic Askew – We are fragile. You and me.

I saw the poem below in my inbox today. It was from Tim Ferriss. Are we really fragile? Let me know your thoughts. It’s by Nic Askew; We are fragile. You and me. Though we act strong, our lives are held together with thoughts of where we might be tomorrow. And of disappointed yesterdays. At…

“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…