Poem of the Day – Day 19

All my past life All my past life is mine no more, The flying hours are gone, Like transitory dreams given o'er, Whose images are kept in store By memory alone. What ever is to come is not, How can it then be mine? The present moment's all my lot, And that as fast as... Continue Reading →


Poem of the Day – Day 18

What is Life? And what is Life? An hour-glass on the run, A mist retreating from the morning sun, A busy, bustling, still-repeated dream. Its length? A minute's pause, a moment's thought. And Happiness? A bubble on the stream, That in the act of seizing shrinks to nought. And what is Hope? The puffing gale... Continue Reading →

Poem of the Day – Day 17

I Wandered Lonely As A Cloud I wandered lonely as a cloud That floats on high o'er vales and hills, When all at once I saw a crowd, A host, of golden daffodils; Beside the lake, beneath the trees, Fluttering and dancing in the breeze. Continuous as the stars that shine And twinkle on the... Continue Reading →

Unsaid No More – A short story

She watched him. And while she saw him this now, she could see him in the when. When they were younger. When they were more foolish. When they had no idea. When forever was in the making. But sometimes, the forever you wish for ain't the forever that you get. She thought as her hands trembled.... Continue Reading →

Poem of the Day – Day 16

Because She Would Ask Me Why I Loved Her If questioning would make us wise No eyes would ever gaze in eyes; If all our tale were told in speech No mouths would wander each to each. Were spirits free from mortal mesh And love not bound in hearts of flesh No aching breasts would... Continue Reading →

Poem of the Day – Day 15

Life Let me but live my life from year to year, With forward face and unreluctant soul; Not hurrying to, nor turning from the goal; Not mourning for the things that disappear In the dim past, nor holding back in fear From what the future veils; but with a whole And happy heart, that pays... Continue Reading →

Poem of the Day – Day 14

Still I Rise You may write me down in history With your bitter, twisted lies, You may trod me in the very dirt But still, like dust, I'll rise. Does my sassiness upset you? Why are you beset with gloom? 'Cause I walk like I've got oil wells Pumping in my living room. Just like... Continue Reading →

Poem of the Day – Day 13

Life in a Bottle Escape me? Never-- Beloved! While I am I, and you are you, So long as the world contains us both, Me the loving and you the loth, While the one eludes, must the other pursue. My life is a fault at last, I fear: It seems too much like a fate,... Continue Reading →

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