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Tag Archives: Poem
Perfection
A block of marble is perfect A blank canvas is perfect Empty space is perfect Continuous, unblemished, unbroken A sculpture is beautiful A painting is beautiful Nature is beautiful
Today
If only I could be Like the gently swaying shadows of the branches of a tree
Life
Today I amI once was notAgain I will not beAnd always I will be myselfUntil there is no me At first I was a shriveled thingA toothless, hairless headAnd so again will I appearWhen at last I go to bed To start I was an empty slateI learned to loveI learned to hateI learned ofContinue reading “Life”
The Noble Oak
The noble oak My favorite plant As mighty as an elephant One’s trunk is brown The other gray But I’ll take either Any day
Loneliness
I know it’s cliche to say, but it really is weird how you can feel lonely when you’re surrounded by people. Although, that’s a different kind of loneliness than you feel when you’re really isolated. During my short isolation in New Hampshire, I started to go insane. I remember lying in bed, staring up atContinue reading “Loneliness”
The Tyger
William Blake is one of my favorite poets. Here’s a favorite poem of mine. The Tyger Tyger Tyger, burning bright, In the forests of the night; What immortal hand or eye, Could frame thy fearful symmetry? In what distant deeps or skies. Burnt the fire of thine eyes? On what wings dare he aspire? WhatContinue reading “The Tyger”