Here lies Kasey
Wuzz 2 Crazy
and Tripped over a Daisy.
Type of Poem: Epitaph
Author: Kasey Almanza
Source:
Wednesday, 7 February 2007
A Ballad Of The Heart
She gazed across the angry grey oceanas the sea spray splashed the shoreher heart aflood of love for the manshe left in a land yond before...Her soul and spirit soared as that of an high flying eaglewhen she heard the sound of the soldier's buglethoughts of him far away rested upon her faceshe knew him as her saving grace...Though time had taught them all too welllife was once a living helldistance afar had no meaningbut to walk thru life as one total being...Therefore come nigh my sweet onelet the time pass quickly bykiss the mist from my eyeto take away the heart felt sigh.
Type of poem:Ballad
Source: Internet
Author: Carrie B
Type of poem:Ballad
Source: Internet
Author: Carrie B
A Ballad Of The Heart
She gazed across the angry grey oceanas the sea spray splashed the shoreher heart aflood of love for the manshe left in a land yond before...Her soul and spirit soared as that of an high flying eaglewhen she heard the sound of the soldier's buglethoughts of him far away rested upon her faceshe knew him as her saving grace...Though time had taught them all too welllife was once a living helldistance afar had no meaningbut to walk thru life as one total being...Therefore come nigh my sweet onelet the time pass quickly bykiss the mist from my eyeto take away the heart felt sigh.
Type of poem: Ballad
Source: Internet
Author:Carrie B
Type of poem: Ballad
Source: Internet
Author:Carrie B
"My life after you left"
I knew you would break my heart
from the day we broke apart.
You wanted nothing to do with this little boy
the four-year-old who I know call Troy.
There are times I see you walking the street
when I pass by you look down to your feet.
You only come to me when you want some money
calling me names like baby, boo, and honey.
At night I lay down in my bed and cry
wishing I would just curl up and die.
I want you back so very bad
being with out you makes me feel so sad.
But I have to admit I am doing so good
I am doing all the things you said I never would.
I found me a new man who has entered into my life
and today he asked me to be his wife.
Of course I said yes
and I wish you the best.
Now I must give back the pearl
because I am not longer your girl.
Type of poem: Ballad
Source: Internet
Author:Francine
from the day we broke apart.
You wanted nothing to do with this little boy
the four-year-old who I know call Troy.
There are times I see you walking the street
when I pass by you look down to your feet.
You only come to me when you want some money
calling me names like baby, boo, and honey.
At night I lay down in my bed and cry
wishing I would just curl up and die.
I want you back so very bad
being with out you makes me feel so sad.
But I have to admit I am doing so good
I am doing all the things you said I never would.
I found me a new man who has entered into my life
and today he asked me to be his wife.
Of course I said yes
and I wish you the best.
Now I must give back the pearl
because I am not longer your girl.
Type of poem: Ballad
Source: Internet
Author:Francine
Compare
Shall I compare you to the winter’s snow?
You are more beauteous and enduring.
The snowfall’s charm is but a passing show,
The smooth cool dunes too soon unalluring.
Unpleasant slush and mud mar pristine white
As snowplows carve their paths through virgin drifts,
And shoveled piles become an ugly sight,
And all degrades into defects and rifts.
But my love for you mends every flaw,
So investing you with pure perfection.
It cleanses taints, clears blemishes, and more,
Clothes you in robes of my predilection,
Thus enveloping you with such a glow,
Happily, your allure can only grow.
Author: Stephen Denning
Type of poem: sonnet
Source: Internet
You are more beauteous and enduring.
The snowfall’s charm is but a passing show,
The smooth cool dunes too soon unalluring.
Unpleasant slush and mud mar pristine white
As snowplows carve their paths through virgin drifts,
And shoveled piles become an ugly sight,
And all degrades into defects and rifts.
But my love for you mends every flaw,
So investing you with pure perfection.
It cleanses taints, clears blemishes, and more,
Clothes you in robes of my predilection,
Thus enveloping you with such a glow,
Happily, your allure can only grow.
Author: Stephen Denning
Type of poem: sonnet
Source: Internet
Tuesday, 6 February 2007
Shakespeare
Let me not to the marriage of true minds
Admit impediments. Love is not love
Which alters when it alteration finds,
Or bends with the remover to remove:
O no! it is an ever-fixed mark
That looks on tempests and is never shaken;
It is the star to every wandering bark,
Whose worth's unknown, although his height be taken.
Love's not Time's fool, though rosy lips and cheeks
Within his bending sickle's compass come:
Love alters not with his brief hours and weeks,
But bears it out even to the edge of doom.
If this be error and upon me proved,
I never writ, nor no man ever loved.
William Shakespeare
(1564 - 1616)
Type of poem:Sonnet
Author:William Shakespeare
source:Internet
Admit impediments. Love is not love
Which alters when it alteration finds,
Or bends with the remover to remove:
O no! it is an ever-fixed mark
That looks on tempests and is never shaken;
It is the star to every wandering bark,
Whose worth's unknown, although his height be taken.
Love's not Time's fool, though rosy lips and cheeks
Within his bending sickle's compass come:
Love alters not with his brief hours and weeks,
But bears it out even to the edge of doom.
If this be error and upon me proved,
I never writ, nor no man ever loved.
William Shakespeare
(1564 - 1616)
Type of poem:Sonnet
source:Internet
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