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08-11-2013, 08:21 PM | #21 (permalink) |
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Aw thanks..glad you liked it. Finding the right person to spend my life with really did pull me out of a dark time in my life, so that's what it's about.
If you have any of your own please post something. Btw..I'm really enjoying your journal. As a piano player who also plays a little guitar now, I can relate. And your festival tips brought back fond memories of SXSW. Last edited by CoolBec; 08-11-2013 at 08:29 PM. |
08-16-2013, 08:39 PM | #22 (permalink) |
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This is a popular piece by Robert Frost. It's about a person who loves nature and the outdoors and longs for more time in their busy life to enjoy it. I can so relate!!
============================ Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening` 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 |
08-16-2013, 11:09 PM | #23 (permalink) | |
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08-17-2013, 04:10 PM | #24 (permalink) | |
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======================================== Flower of Love by Becky P. The perfume of your arousal heightens my sense. I want not wine; your fragrance looms in the moment, rare...tense Your flower blooms Its petals tempt my amorous lips Its crimson heart is radiant now with dew Touched gently with fingertips O flower of love! I give myself to you |
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08-18-2013, 11:37 PM | #25 (permalink) | |
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08-18-2013, 11:39 PM | #26 (permalink) |
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Another favorite nature poem(or it is for me):
When I Heard the Learn’d Astronomer By Walt Whitman When I heard the learn’d astronomer, When the proofs, the figures, were ranged in columns before me, When I was shown the charts and diagrams, to add, divide, and measure them, When I sitting heard the astronomer where he lectured with much applause in the lecture-room, How soon unaccountable I became tired and sick, Till rising and gliding out I wander’d off by myself, In the mystical moist night-air, and from time to time, Look’d up in perfect silence at the stars.
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That's the poem ugh.
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08-19-2013, 07:26 PM | #28 (permalink) | |
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08-19-2013, 09:01 PM | #29 (permalink) | |
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The sonnet, historically speaking, was written by a man for an unobtainable woman. While many have played with this form (think Donne's Holy Sonnets or even Anne Bradstreet's poems for her husband, children, and grandchildren), this poem, I would be hard-pressed to say, is anything near a sonnet. This poem really doesn't convey any sort of meaningful rhetoric, isn't written in meter, and doesn't have a volta that segues into a resolution. This poem falls closer in line to being a free verse poem. Yours in Christ, Dr. Boo Bear |
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08-20-2013, 05:34 AM | #30 (permalink) |
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Hence the "kinda"
You're of course technically correct. But the term "sonnet" has also come to be fairly generic in its contemporary usage, especially in an informal context.
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