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Love’s Philosophy

POEMS 10/03/2018

By Percy Bysshe Shelle
The fountains mingle with the river
   And the rivers with the ocean,
The winds of heaven mix for ever
   With a sweet emotion;
Nothing in the world is single;
   All things by a law divine
In one spirit meet and mingle.
   Why not I with thine?—
See the mountains kiss high heaven
   And the waves clasp one another;
No sister-flower would be forgiven
   If it disdained its brother;
And the sunlight clasps the earth
   And the moonbeams kiss the sea:
What is all this sweet work worth
   If thou kiss not me?

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Finally Home

Deaths, Obituaries and Funerals, POEMS 30/01/2017

Although your work on earth is done
Your life beyond has just begun.
Your struggles here were hard and long
But they’re over now, you’re finally home.

Life wasn’t easy, by choice or fate
A decision made, sometimes too late.
A fight to the finish, always strong
Rest easy Sister Naa, you’re finally home.

Written by Lynn Casstevens

(Tribute to a departed cousin, Alice Darlington,

Posted by B’jor)

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If roses were red and violets could be blue

POEMS 10/12/2016

If roses were red and violets could be blue,
I’d take us away to a place just for two.
You’d see my true colors and all that I felt.
I’d see that you could love me and nobody else.
We’d build ourselves a fortress where we’d run and play.
You’d be mine and I’d be yours ’til our dying day.
Then I wake and realize you were never here.
It’s all just my thoughts, my dreams, my hopes…
But now it’s only tears!Source: http://www.familyfriendpoems.com/poem/cbear

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The Solitude of Alexander Selkirk

POEMS 12/09/2016

I AM monarch of all I survey;
My right there is none to dispute;
From the centre all round to the sea
I am lord of the fowl and the brute
O Solitude! where are the charms
That sages have seen in thy face?
Better dwell in the midst of alarms,
Than reign in this horrible place.
I am out of humanity’s reach;
I must finish my journey alone;
Never hear the sweet music of speech—
I start at the sound of my own;
The beasts that roam over the plain
My form with indifference see—
They are so unacquainted with man,
Their tameness is shocking to me.
Society, Friendship, and Love
Divinely bestow’d upon man,
Oh had I the wings of a dove
How soon would I taste you again!
My sorrows I then might assuage
In the ways of religion and truth,
Might learn from the wisdom of age,
And be cheer’d by the sallies of youth.
Ye winds that have made me your sport,
Convey to this desolate shore
Some cordial endearing report
Of a land I shall visit no more.
My friends, do they now and then send
A wish or a thought after me?
O tell me I yet have a friend,
Though a friend I am never to see.
How fleet is a glance of the mind!
Compared with the speed of its flight,
The tempest itself lags behind,
And the swift-wingèd arrows of light.
When I think of my own native land,
In a moment I seem to be there;
But, alas! recollection at hand
Soon hurries me back to despair.
But the sea-fowl is gone to her nest,
The beast is laid down in his lair;
Even here is a season of rest,
And I to my cabin repair.
There’s mercy in every place;
And mercy—encouraging thought!—
Gives even affliction a grace,
And reconciles man to his lot.

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  • The Solitude of Alexander Selkirk

    by on 12/09/2016 - 0 Comments

    I AM monarch of all I survey; My right there is none to dispute; From the centre all round to the sea I am lord of the fowl and the brute O Solitude! where are the charms That sages have seen in thy face? Better dwell in the midst of alarms, Than reign in this […]

  • Nat Hentoff, columnist, critic and giant of jazz writing, dies aged 91

    by on 10/01/2017 - 0 Comments

    https://www.theguardian.com/media/2017/jan/08/nat-hentoff-jazz-music-writer-village-voice-dies#img-1 They surely do not make them like him anymore. A true iconoclast. He always reminded me of the words of MLK, “Many people fear nothing more terribly than to take a position which stands out sharply and clearly from the prevailing opinion. The tendency of most is to adopt a view that is so […]

  • Finally Home

    by on 30/01/2017 - 0 Comments

    Although your work on earth is done Your life beyond has just begun. Your struggles here were hard and long But they’re over now, you’re finally home. Life wasn’t easy, by choice or fate A decision made, sometimes too late. A fight to the finish, always strong Rest easy Sister Naa, you’re finally home. Written […]

  • If roses were red and violets could be blue

    by on 10/12/2016 - 0 Comments

    If roses were red and violets could be blue, I’d take us away to a place just for two. You’d see my true colors and all that I felt. I’d see that you could love me and nobody else. We’d build ourselves a fortress where we’d run and play. You’d be mine and I’d be […]

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