Goodnight all. It has been a fun night again.
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Goodnight all. It has been a fun night again.
Night HHH it has been a hoot!
X runner!!!! :eek: you seem to delight in making me blush! tee hee!:D
Sharing Eve's AppleQuote:
Originally Posted by freckle
O blush not so! O blush not so!
Or I shall think you knowing;
And if you smile the blushing while,
Then maidenheads are going.
There's a blush for want, and a blush for shan't,
And a blush for having done it;
There's a blush for thought, and a blush for nought,
And a blush for just begun it.
(John Keats)
Harry H HowgillQuote:
Originally Posted by Derby Tup
does he run slow or think quick
the latter i'm sure
:D
I hold your hand in the dead of night,
Remembering when we were seventeen,
Young lovers in loves full flight,
The most beautiful girl i'd ever seen.
Two wonderful children the family grows,
Tears and laughter we share together,
Wiping the dirt from our childrens nose,
Our love grows stronger bound forever.
Now we reach our twilight years,
Fifty years in a moment and you more beautiful than ever,
Loves eternal beauty holds no fears,
We hobble in the sun looking at our grandchildren together.
Your hand grows cold i place it over your heart,
I ring the children tell them the news,
Don't worry my dear we wont long apart,
I take a knife across my throat i feel the blood ooze.
My Darling we are together.
By Matt Harmston.
{Not overly happy with this but will always chuck what i have into the thread}
Darling i'm
[QUOTE=tri-mind;275528]I hold your hand in the dead of night,
Remembering when we were seventeen,
Young lovers in loves full flight,
The most beautiful girl i'd ever seen.
Two wonderful children the family grows,
Tears and laughter we share together,
Wiping the dirt from our childrens nose,
Our love grows stronger bound forever.
Now we reach our twilight years,
Fifty years in a moment and you more beautiful than ever,
Loves eternal beauty holds no fears,
We hobble in the sun looking at our grandchildren together.
Your hand grows cold i place it over your heart,
I ring the children tell them the news,
Don't worry my dear we wont long apart,
I take a knife across my throat i feel the blood ooze.
My Darling we are together.
By Matt Harmston.
{Not overly happy with this but will always chuck what i have into the thread}
I found it really quite moving tri mind, thank you for posting :)
touche! x runner, touche!...as one of the world's chief blushers i must learn this one off by heart.......good morning by the way :)Quote:
Originally Posted by XRunner
Insomniac
There are some nights when
sleep plays coy,
aloof and disdainful.
And all the wiles
that I employ to win
its service to my side
are useless as wounded pride,
and much more painful.
Maya Angelou
a pretty a day
a pretty a day
(and every fades)
is here and away
(but born are maids
to flower an hour
in all,all)
o yes to flower
until so blithe
a doer a wooer
some limber and lithe
some very fine mower
a tall;tall
some jerry so very
(and nellie and fan)
some handsomest harry
(and sally and nan
they tremble and cower
so pale ale)
for betty was born
to never say nay
but lucy could learn
and lily could pray
and fewer were shyer
than doll. doll
ee cummings
I was wondering about this nice, happy, friendly, and considerate poetry thread.
Since it began, it is a little green patch in an awful lot of grumpiness elsewhere on the forum.
Is it that there is only a finite amount of niceness to go round, and the too-specific gravity of this thread has drawn it all to itself?
Or maybe it's just that the negativity creates the niceness in itself; the crabbiness in other threads creates a balancing sweetness here.