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Saturday, April 14, 2007

Men Of Lies

Look at their faces,is there at all any shame Of whom we took their words to be true, Now we've found high to be low and gray blue- In short,things are not as they did claim. None now owns like the credit, the homeless blame, They who saw themselves of the wise the selected few. Heedless of the... Sign in to see full entry.

Success

If to the state of sweet success we aspire, Then we must decided discipline enforce. Never will a vessel reach the port we desire If left to drift from it's plotted course. Vagrancy must be checked at it's source If to foul failure we wish not to regress, And decisions without feeble remorse While... Sign in to see full entry.

The Parting

Have courage,my dear, for the parting, And know that all who have gone before Will soon be joined by the living; There's no escape from Death's dark door. Let not the moments fall as crumbs to the floor; Let each be filled with meaningful joy. Banish grief from your mind-that sore Serves mankind's... Sign in to see full entry.

Calm Courage

Not the defiant courage in heated rage Like lightning, whose glory in a second went. Nor of the Lion trapped in his new cage Rushing to and fro,till his energies are spent. Rather that,after his roaring like the thunder's roll, When he sits and views with submissive eyes That there are things beyond... Sign in to see full entry.

Friday, April 13, 2007

A vision of Mortality,A sonnet

There is a squeezing hold on my heart, My vision dims,the world before me narrows. I have depleted,the store of my Tomorrows, The announcing hour has arrived for me to depart, At least so it seemed from the start. Like the lesser light of the moon which she barrows, A vision of glaring Death and... Sign in to see full entry.

Sunday, April 8, 2007

Perverted Power, a sonnet

Power attained by few, but by so many desired, Which can lordly strength from weakness convert, And the unprepared mind devilishly pervert. Power, how frightful,although by all admired, In hasty hands having not the wisdom required, Who would the Right from it's true path divert And in it's place... Sign in to see full entry.

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