Runes of Rhyme
- Nothing Gold Can Stay by Robert Frost
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Nature's first green is gold,
Her hardest hue to hold.
Her early leafs 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.... - Road Not Taken by Robert Frost
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Two roads diverged in a yellow wood,
And sorry I could not travel both
And be one traveler, long I stood
And looked down one as far as I could
To where it bent in the undergrowth;
Then took the other, just as fair,
And having perhaps the better claim,
Because... - Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening by Robert Frost
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Whose woods these are I think I know.
His house is in the village, though;
He will not see me stopping here
To watch his woods fill up with snow.
My little horse must think it queer
To stop without a farmhouse near
Between the woods and frozen lake
The darkes... - The Silken Tent by Robert Frost
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She is as in a field a silken tent
At midday when a sunny summer breeze
Has dried the dew and all its ropes relent,
So that in guys it gently sways at ease,
And its supporting central cedar pole,
That is its pinnacle to heavenward
And signifies the sureness of the soul,... - Pink Pigs by Ron Havens
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One bright day I stopped to think,
And thought I saw, quick as a wink,
Two pigs that were the pinkest pink.
So startled was I, I twice did blink,
For never was I on the brink
Of such a sight where eyes could drink
In such a scene, as thought did link,
Within my bra... - Tranquility Base by Ron Havens
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"Tranquility Base here," said the man in the moon,
How quickly he flew there, the dream came so soon.
"Tranquility Base here," that's how it was then,
How quickly he's flown, just a dream once again.... - Kubla Khan by Samuel Taylor Coleridge
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In Xanadu did Kubla Khan
A stately pleasure-dome decree:
Where Alph, the sacred river, ran
Through caverns measureless to man
Down to a sunless sea.
So twice five miles of fertile ground
With walls and towers were girdled round:
And there were gardens bright with ... - Phantom by Samuel Taylor Coleridge
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All look and likeness caught from earth
All accident of kin and birth,
Had pass'd away. There was no trace
Of aught on that illumined face,
Uprais'd beneath the rifted stone
But of one spirit all her own ;--
She, she herself, and only she,
Shone through her ... - I am a fish of the sky! by Steve Martin
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I am a fish of the sky!
a cloud of the sea!
blue is to fish,
as sky is to me.... - Pointy Birds by Steve Martin aka John Lillison
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Pointy birds,
oh pointy pointy.
Anoint my head
anointy 'nointy... ... - In Dillan's Grove by Steve Martin aka John Lillison
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In Dillan's Grove my love did die,
and now in ground shall ever lie.
None could ever replace her visage,
until your face brought thoughts of kissage.
... - The Love Song of J. Alfred Prufrock by T.S. Eliot
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S'io credesse che mia risposta fosse
A persona che mai tornasse al mondo,
Questa fiamma staria senza piu scosse.
Ma perciocche giammai di questo fondo
Non torno vivo alcun, s'i'odo il vero,
Senza tema d'infamia ti rispondo.
LET us go... - Power of a Word by Tami E. Townsend
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Should I yet be softer.
So harsh.
Language -
leaving innocence
not to savor.
Taming the tongue.
Profanity -
cannot be undone.
Human attempts.
Disappointment.
Contempt.
Discretion non - intact.
Language -
darkly at a twist.
Headlon... - it-tuffula by thaabit
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Timberbrook: long removed from Framingham and Charlotte land
Was the place of my upbring, with a big yard and a sandbox.
Among the elms, oaks, sycamores; peach, cherry, apple, pear, and pecan trees,
Leaves were not scant in the autumn breeze, before the freeze.
Broken Arrow, as t... - I Sing the Body Electric by Walt Whitman
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I
I sing the body electric,
The armies of those I love engirth me and I engirth them,
They will not let me off till I go with them, respond to them,
And discorrupt them, and charge them full with the charge of the
soul.
Was it doubted that those who corrupt their ... - Invictus by William Ernest Henley
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Out of the night that covers me,
Black as the Pit from pole to pole,
I thank whatever gods may be
For my unconquerable soul.
In the fell clutch of circumstance
I have not winced nor cried aloud.
Under the bludgeonings of chance
My head is bloody, but u...
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