Satan was born in heaven. Remember, he is a fallen angel, most dynamic, resourceful and at one time the highest of all angels who nurtured the desire to be God himself instead of being God’s servant. His thought of waging a rebellion against God caused the birthing of Sin, his brain-child-daughter.... Sign in to see full entry.
A rundown of the story so far: (Scotland is marred in battles. Macbeth tears to shards the defenses of Cawdor, a disloyal traitor of Scotland, and is returning home at sunset accompanied by Banquo, when suddenly, they are visited by three nightly hags materialized from thin air. They predict... Sign in to see full entry.
The story until now: An advance letter from Macbeth, while returning victorious from the battlefield, is sent by a messenger to Lady Macbeth which she reads out aloud to the audience, her blood boiling with excitement at the prophecies made by the Witches that her husband will be elevated to the... Sign in to see full entry.
ACT I, Scene V, begins at the Inverness, Macbeth's palace, with Lady Macbeth entering the stage, alone, reading a letter she has received from Macbeth, while still on his way home returning victorious from the battlefield, informing her the news of his strange meeting with the three Witches and of... Sign in to see full entry.
It took me six months to complete reading Ghosts, and sorry I haven't been around much, to read, reply, and comment. “ Ghosts”, meaning “those who come back” refers to people, ideas or beliefs from the past that affects life in the present. The prevalence of such “ghosts” is a major theme in the... Sign in to see full entry.
“Be with me, Beauty, for the fire is dying; My dog and I are old, too old for roving. Man, whose young passion sets the spindrift flying, Is soon too lame to march, too cold for loving.” The above are the opening lines of John Masefield’s poem On Growing Old, wherein is contrasted the natural gifts... Sign in to see full entry.
Let's have fun today. I converted an Aesop story into a fun sonnet with three quatrains and a couplet, rhyming abab, ccdd, effe, gg. Hope you enjoy. Since you all know my poetic credentials, any correction, suggestion, condemnation, or commendation, is welcome. Once upon a time came two lost... Sign in to see full entry.
The Poet Laureate from Herefordshire County in western England, John Masefield lost his mother at six years of age who died while giving birth to his sister. This heartrending experience at an impressionable age left an indelible mark of sorrow on his soul which he found almost impossible to... Sign in to see full entry.
I am passionately in love with that indefinable word, 'ineffable'. For it says more than what words can say. Whenever anything happens deep inside our hearts overwhelming us to silence, words divorce us to a state of speechlessness. And it is good that it does. A flood of tears, a warm hug or a kiss... Sign in to see full entry.
Szymborska the poet, continues... Next to clouds even a stone seems like a brother, someone you can trust, while they are just distant, flighty cousins. Let people exist if they want, and then die, one after another: clouds simply don’t care what they’re up to down there. And so their haughty fleet... Sign in to see full entry.