Jun 09, 2004 15:30
Random poems... enjoy.
To a Poet A Thousand Years Hence
Flecker
I who am dead a thousand years,
And wrote this sweet archaic song,
Send you my words for messengers
The way I shall not pass along.
I care not if you bridge the seas,
Or ride secure the cruel sky,
Or build consummate palaces
Of metal or of masonry.
But have you wine and music still,
And statues and a bright-eyed love,
And foolish thoughts of good and ill,
And prayers to them who sit above?
How shall we conquer? Like a wind
That falls at eve our fancies blow,
And old Maeonides the blind
Said it three thousand years ago.
O friend unseen, unborn, unknown,
Student of our sweet English tongue,
Read out my words at night, alone:
I was a poet, I was young.
Since I can never see your face,
And never shake you by the hand,
I send my soul through time and space,
To greet you. You will understand.
Reflections in Icebreaking
Nash
Candy is dandy,
But liquor is quicker.
Hoping Words Can Reach
Unknown
When expressing in words
I make that special flight
In need to reach your heart
Always hoping that I might
In having especially written
My words begin to reveal
Heartfelt are my sentiments
Always hoping that you feel
It's meant for your eyes only
My heart exposing openly
I would never deny you entry
Always hoping that you see
The heart takes the chance
Words expressing a need
To reach the distance shore
Always hoping that you read
Nothing Gold Can Stay
Frost
Nature's first green is gold,
Her hardest hue to hold.
Her early leaf's a flower;
But only so an hour.
Then leaf subsides to leaf.
So Eden sank to grief,
So dawn goes down to day.
Nothing gold can stay.
I am…
Me
I am lonely
I am sad and pathetic
I am everything I hate
I am everything you don’t want
I am hurt and scared
I am broken
I am lost
I am stuck on you
I am hanging in the balance
I am indecisive
I am unsure
I am unknown
I am a choice
I am a mistake
I am a plea in the back of your head
I am unlocked, untouched, unseen
I am infatuated beyond control
I am drowning in it all
I am sick of reality
I am sick of surrealisms
I am sick of you
I am everything you wanted
I am everything you want me to be
I am your forever
I am your never
I am your everything because
I am nothing
I am not every other girl
…or am I?