One4All4Ever said:

do you have the whole book??

i read it in half an hour i couldn't put it down...i want MORE!

Two more poems that I really like:

Beautiful Shame
by Ewa Lipska

Touch me. They won’t get here anymore.
You can relax now. Close your eyes.
The glass which reflects our sleeping selves
Shines on the other side of the room
-- the glass is dark and full of memories
that make our cheeks blush
This Beautiful Shame enlivens us –
we don’t want it to die with us
The hands, still quivering from the recent touch,
Fly beyond the window like a couple of doves:
White and dozy, they can’t even remember their names.
The air, mired in lassitude, turns to its back
And softly uncovers the wind’s hair

Now the room darkens –
Seems as if the Venetian blinds have become eyelids
It’s the night pretending we’re not much of a sight
We don’t believe her –
We know her all too well
We squint our eyes, clasp our hands behind our heads
And feel the sweet thrill – when the memories
crawl under our skin
like a secret tattoo.
We wait holding our breaths
-- we don’t know how to be afraid
The room becomes even darker
The air trembles – as if pierced with a spear
The dead lean over us like mirrors
-- mild and beautiful – they peek over our shoulders
into the open book that breathes peacefully
lying here on the pillow between us
We know it well: the book is dangerous
– it has witnesses too much
Suddenly
As I brush aside my hair
I accidentally touch it –
It turns purple and glistens with tears

The arms are open
The redness softly touches the squinched eyelashes
The cypress cross extinguishes on the breast
My lipstick – on your lips


And this classic:

My Last Duchess
by Robert Browning

That's my last duchess painted on the wall,
Looking as if she were alive. I call
That piece a wonder, now; Fra Pandolf's hands
Worked busily a day, and there she stands.
Will't please you sit and look at her? I said
"Fra Pandolf" by design, for never read
Strangers like you that pictured countenance,
That depth and passion of its earnest glance,
But to myself they turned (since none puts by
The curtain drawn for you, but I)
And seemed as they would ask me, if they durst,
How such a glance came there; so not the first
Are you to turn and ask thus. Sir, 't was not
Her husband's presence only, called that spot
Of joy into the Duchess' cheek: perhaps
Fra Pandolf chanced to say "Her mantle laps
Over my lady's wrist too much" or "Paint
Must never hope to reproduce the faint
Half-flush that dies along her throat:" such stuff
Was courtesy, she thought, and cause enough
For calling up that spot of joy. She had
A heart - how shall I say? - too soon made glad,
Too easily impressed: she liked whate'er
She looked on, and her looks went everywhere.
Sir, 't was all one! My favour at her breast,
The dropping of the daylight in the West,
The bough of cherries some officious fool
Broke in the orchard for her, the white mule
She rode with round the terrace -all and each
Would draw from her alike the approving speech,
Or blush,at least. She thanked men - good! but thanked
Somehow - I know not how - as if she ranked
My gift of a nine-hundred-years-old name
With anybody's gift. Who'd stoop to blame
This sort of trifling? Even had you skill
In speech - (which I have not) - to make your will
Quite clear to such a one, and say, "Just this
Or that in you disgusts me; here you miss
Or there exceed the mark"- and if she let
Herself be lessoned so, nor plainly set
Her wits to yours, forsooth, and made excuse
- E'en then would be some stooping; and I choose
Never to stoop. Oh sir, she smiled, no doubt,
Whene'er I passed her; but who passed without
Much the same smile? This grew; I gave commands;
Then all smiles stopped together. There she stands
As if alive. Will 't please you rise? We'll meet
The company below, then. I repeat,
The Count your master's known munificence
Is ample warrant that no just pretence
Of mine for dowry will be disallowed;
Though his fair daughter's self, as I avowed
At starting is my object. Nay, we'll go
Together down, sir. Notice Neptune, though,
Taming a sea-horse, thought a rarity,
Which Claus of Innsbruck cast in bronze for me.

sammij said:

It was suggested to me by a sweet orger
I'm getting it for myself for X-mas
Apparently, there is another one which I also will be getting
http://www.amazon.com/Ins...913&sr=8-1

we walk on sheets of cold
enjoy the virgin snow
no words are said
or looks exchanged
our minds think thoughts
but never judge
We can fight
but hold no grudge
I take your hand
and you feel mine
the road leads to forever
and that is why I smile

there's no beauty in your words
there's no light inside your heart
there's no compassion that you fight for
where you once had true emotions
all I can see now is scars
How can you pretend to be a leader
Of an army of tin soldiers
How do you sleep at night
when a thousand mothers
cry tears of loss from their eyes
How can you possibly explain
Eight years of sorrow
loss and pain
How will you live thereafter
With all that you have done
When trust in our leader
and all our faith is gone

Im Mad


My plan was to shop till I drop
but its too much snow
So im stuck in the house
with nowhere to go.
Fuck shoppin online
shipping and handling is too much
I bought a sweater for 30 dollars
when it only cost 19 bucks
I drunk some hot chocolate while reading an xmas card
but im still so cold cuz my nipples is hard
Im bout to get me some food
and stop feeling sad
Its effin cold outside and Im still mad

Love Will Not Wait


‘Think that you can help it
You try to find a cure
You’ve never been so sorry
You ask for nothing more
One by one th’ cherries are
A-falling from your plate
Stop the clock ‘n’ give it up
But Love, oh Love, it will not wait

Away from all the noise
Deep in your empty room
Your resurrection voice
Serenades a distant moon
All the stars are wondering
What is it gonna’ take
‘Hurts a lot, you tie a knot
But Love, oh Love, it will escape

Dressed for a funeral
You never leave the house
With ev’ry second day
Another light goes out
Now, the life you led before
It was no piece of cake
But don’t quit, get over it
For Love, oh Love, it’s not too late

DanceWme said:

One4All4Ever said:

wow....