December 31, 2008

Celebrate the New Year

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Let us all gather round and cheer,
With a drink of wine or an ice cold beer.


Perhaps you're like me and don't drink the swill,
Or you're like my grandparents who live on pills.


Maybe this world seems harsh at times,
Or it's just that most of us like to whine.


I'd say that this is a great place to be,
It all depends on how we can see.


True we've had bad things happen in the past,
But we know in our hearts that these will not last.


If we try our best to be simple and pure,
There's nothing our hopes and dreams cannot cure.


So, I don't know the value that this is worth,
But let's all try to be happy and heal Mother Earth!


Happy New Year!
 
 
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December 16, 2008

Voices in the Mist

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--Description: Tennyson A., 19th C, Christmas, Christianity


The time draws near the birth of Christ: 
The moon is hid; the night is still; 
The Christmas bells from hill to hill 
Answer each other in the mist. 

Four voices of four hamlets round, 
From far and near, on mead and moor, 
Swell out and fail, as if a door 
Were shut between me and the sound: 

Each voice four changes on the wind,
That now dilate, and now decrease, 
Peace and goodwill, goodwill and peace, 
Peace and goodwill, to all mankind
 

Lord Alfred Tennyson


--Did You Know: Queen Victoria was an ardent admirer of Tennyson's work, and in 1884 created him Baron Tennyson.

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December 9, 2008

Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening

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--Description: Frost R., 20th C, Nature, Seasons


Whose woods these are I think I know.
His house is in the village, though;
He will not see me stopping here
To watch his woods fill up with snow.

My little horse must think it queer
To stop without a farmhouse near
Between the woods and frozen lake
The darkest evening of the year.

He gives his harness bells a shake
To ask if there is some mistake.
The only other sound's the sweep
Of easy wind and downy flake.

The woods are lovely, dark, and deep,
But I have promises to keep,
And miles to go before I sleep,
And miles to go before I sleep.


Robert Frost


--Did You Know: Frost's poems are critiqued in the "Anthology of Modern American Poetry", Oxford University Press, where it is mentioned that behind a sometimes charmingly familiar and rural fa├žade, Frost's poetry frequently presents pessimistic and menacing undertones which often are not recognized nor analyzed.

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December 2, 2008

Journey Through Time

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You sat still upon the silver sands that carpeted the beach,
And gloried in the maddened breeze that lashed against your chest.
The tangy air was kissing you; if only it was I,
While the waters curled around your feet in streams of bright sapphire.

Hidden by the emerald palms
I saw sorrow capture your eyes,
That gazed at the world without real sight,
That held pain and knowledge far inside.

And as I looked, magic gripped me with its unrelenting hands,
I revealed myself so I could come to you.
And seeing you weren't alone flashed within and woke your mind,
I waited cloaked in terror, afraid to look into your eyes.

I remember walking slowly on through plains of soft, white snow.
And exploding lights around me painting pictures, sketching time.
Yet reaching for you always across continents of space,
Till panic lent me wings and I whirled swiftly to your side.

On arrival, I was mute so I sank numbly to the sand,
Yet you raised my head so I could see the meaning in your eyes.
And such sweet feeling flooded me, I saw you understood...
You had waited and yearned for me, I never dreamed you would.



              V. Mahfood


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