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September 10, 2025 at 11:24 AM
Humming Bird
Swifter than an arrow
Darting from the bow,
Little jeweled wonder,
Thou dost come and go!
Dorr
#poetry #hummingbird
Swifter than an arrow
Darting from the bow,
Little jeweled wonder,
Thou dost come and go!
Dorr
#poetry #hummingbird
September 9, 2025 at 2:09 PM
Humming Bird
Swifter than an arrow
Darting from the bow,
Little jeweled wonder,
Thou dost come and go!
Dorr
#poetry #hummingbird
Swifter than an arrow
Darting from the bow,
Little jeweled wonder,
Thou dost come and go!
Dorr
#poetry #hummingbird
I love the silver nights of stars,
(Too bright the moon, too bright)
I love the softly shadowed lines
Of purple velvet on the vines
Joy enough to see the stars
(So calm they are, so calm)
And trace your features quietly
Along the sky's deep..
G J Codd
#poetry #stars #calm #night
(Too bright the moon, too bright)
I love the softly shadowed lines
Of purple velvet on the vines
Joy enough to see the stars
(So calm they are, so calm)
And trace your features quietly
Along the sky's deep..
G J Codd
#poetry #stars #calm #night
September 4, 2025 at 11:12 AM
This gentil duk doun from his courser sterte
With herte pitous , whan he herde hem speke.
Him thoughte that his herte wolde breke
And in his armes he hem alle up hente,
And hem comforteth in ful good entente
and swoor his oth, as he were a trewe knight
Chaucer
#poetry #knight #compassion
With herte pitous , whan he herde hem speke.
Him thoughte that his herte wolde breke
And in his armes he hem alle up hente,
And hem comforteth in ful good entente
and swoor his oth, as he were a trewe knight
Chaucer
#poetry #knight #compassion
September 3, 2025 at 11:07 AM
This gentil duk doun from his courser sterte
With herte pitous , whan he herde hem speke.
Him thoughte that his herte wolde breke
And in his armes he hem alle up hente,
And hem comforteth in ful good entente
and swoor his oth, as he were a trewe knight
Chaucer
#poetry #knight #compassion
With herte pitous , whan he herde hem speke.
Him thoughte that his herte wolde breke
And in his armes he hem alle up hente,
And hem comforteth in ful good entente
and swoor his oth, as he were a trewe knight
Chaucer
#poetry #knight #compassion
I wonder, by my troth, what thou and I
Did, till we loved? Were we not wean'd till then?
But suck'd on country pleasures, childishly?
Or snorted we in the Seven Sleepers' den?
'Twas so; but this, all pleasures fancies be;
Which I desired, and got, 'twas but a dream of thee
John Donne
#poetry
Did, till we loved? Were we not wean'd till then?
But suck'd on country pleasures, childishly?
Or snorted we in the Seven Sleepers' den?
'Twas so; but this, all pleasures fancies be;
Which I desired, and got, 'twas but a dream of thee
John Donne
#poetry
August 29, 2025 at 10:14 AM
I wonder, by my troth, what thou and I
Did, till we loved? Were we not wean'd till then?
But suck'd on country pleasures, childishly?
Or snorted we in the Seven Sleepers' den?
'Twas so; but this, all pleasures fancies be;
Which I desired, and got, 'twas but a dream of thee
John Donne
#poetry
Did, till we loved? Were we not wean'd till then?
But suck'd on country pleasures, childishly?
Or snorted we in the Seven Sleepers' den?
'Twas so; but this, all pleasures fancies be;
Which I desired, and got, 'twas but a dream of thee
John Donne
#poetry
Ring out the grief that saps the mind
For those that here we see no more
Ring out the feud of rich and poor
Ring in redress to all mankind
Ring out a slowly dying cause
And ancient forms of party strife
Ring in the nobler modes of life
With sweeter manners, purer laws
Tennyson
#poetry
For those that here we see no more
Ring out the feud of rich and poor
Ring in redress to all mankind
Ring out a slowly dying cause
And ancient forms of party strife
Ring in the nobler modes of life
With sweeter manners, purer laws
Tennyson
#poetry
August 27, 2025 at 11:22 AM
Ring out the grief that saps the mind
For those that here we see no more
Ring out the feud of rich and poor
Ring in redress to all mankind
Ring out a slowly dying cause
And ancient forms of party strife
Ring in the nobler modes of life
With sweeter manners, purer laws
Tennyson
#poetry
For those that here we see no more
Ring out the feud of rich and poor
Ring in redress to all mankind
Ring out a slowly dying cause
And ancient forms of party strife
Ring in the nobler modes of life
With sweeter manners, purer laws
Tennyson
#poetry
Thence through the garden I was drawn-
A realm of pleasure, many a mound,
And many a shadow-chequered lawn
And deep myrrh-thickets blowing round
The stately cedar, tamarisks,
Thick rosaries of scented thorn,
Tall orient shrubs, and obelisks
Graven with emblems of the time
Tennyson
#poetry
A realm of pleasure, many a mound,
And many a shadow-chequered lawn
And deep myrrh-thickets blowing round
The stately cedar, tamarisks,
Thick rosaries of scented thorn,
Tall orient shrubs, and obelisks
Graven with emblems of the time
Tennyson
#poetry
August 25, 2025 at 11:16 AM
Thence through the garden I was drawn-
A realm of pleasure, many a mound,
And many a shadow-chequered lawn
And deep myrrh-thickets blowing round
The stately cedar, tamarisks,
Thick rosaries of scented thorn,
Tall orient shrubs, and obelisks
Graven with emblems of the time
Tennyson
#poetry
A realm of pleasure, many a mound,
And many a shadow-chequered lawn
And deep myrrh-thickets blowing round
The stately cedar, tamarisks,
Thick rosaries of scented thorn,
Tall orient shrubs, and obelisks
Graven with emblems of the time
Tennyson
#poetry
For we know life's richest treasure
To be friendship that endures
James W Foley
#poetry #treasure #friendship
To be friendship that endures
James W Foley
#poetry #treasure #friendship
August 24, 2025 at 11:07 AM
For we know life's richest treasure
To be friendship that endures
James W Foley
#poetry #treasure #friendship
To be friendship that endures
James W Foley
#poetry #treasure #friendship
Lift up yourselves to the great meaning of the day, and dare to think of humanity as something sublimely precious
Phillips Brooks
#poetry ##humanity
Phillips Brooks
#poetry ##humanity
August 22, 2025 at 11:32 AM
Lift up yourselves to the great meaning of the day, and dare to think of humanity as something sublimely precious
Phillips Brooks
#poetry ##humanity
Phillips Brooks
#poetry ##humanity
Ah, time long must the effort be,
And far the way that I must go
To bring my spirit unto thee,
Behind the glass, within the glow.
A.E. (George Russell) Irish
#poetry
And far the way that I must go
To bring my spirit unto thee,
Behind the glass, within the glow.
A.E. (George Russell) Irish
#poetry
August 21, 2025 at 11:50 AM
Ah, time long must the effort be,
And far the way that I must go
To bring my spirit unto thee,
Behind the glass, within the glow.
A.E. (George Russell) Irish
#poetry
And far the way that I must go
To bring my spirit unto thee,
Behind the glass, within the glow.
A.E. (George Russell) Irish
#poetry
With spices, wines, and silken stuffs,
The stout ship sailed down,
And with the ship the singer came
Unto the old sea town.
Lizette Woodworth Reese
The stout ship sailed down,
And with the ship the singer came
Unto the old sea town.
Lizette Woodworth Reese
August 19, 2025 at 11:47 AM
With spices, wines, and silken stuffs,
The stout ship sailed down,
And with the ship the singer came
Unto the old sea town.
Lizette Woodworth Reese
The stout ship sailed down,
And with the ship the singer came
Unto the old sea town.
Lizette Woodworth Reese
Pack, clouds, away, and welcome day,
With night we banish sorrow;
Sweet air blow soft, mount larks aloft
To give my Love good-morrow!
Thomas Heywood.
#poetry
With night we banish sorrow;
Sweet air blow soft, mount larks aloft
To give my Love good-morrow!
Thomas Heywood.
#poetry
August 18, 2025 at 11:53 AM
Pack, clouds, away, and welcome day,
With night we banish sorrow;
Sweet air blow soft, mount larks aloft
To give my Love good-morrow!
Thomas Heywood.
#poetry
With night we banish sorrow;
Sweet air blow soft, mount larks aloft
To give my Love good-morrow!
Thomas Heywood.
#poetry
...wide grey skies!
...mists that roll and rise!
..woods, this autumn say, that ache and sag
And all but cry with color!
Edna St. Vincent Milllay
...mists that roll and rise!
..woods, this autumn say, that ache and sag
And all but cry with color!
Edna St. Vincent Milllay
August 17, 2025 at 12:33 PM
...wide grey skies!
...mists that roll and rise!
..woods, this autumn say, that ache and sag
And all but cry with color!
Edna St. Vincent Milllay
...mists that roll and rise!
..woods, this autumn say, that ache and sag
And all but cry with color!
Edna St. Vincent Milllay