Ash Wednesday-Ts Eliot |
Because I do not hope to turn againBecause I do not hopeBecause I do not hope to turnDesiring this man's gift and that man's scopeI no longer strive to strive towards such things(Why should the aged e...
Posted by on Thu, 23 Apr 2009 06:55:00 GMT |
beyond a game |
it is a white ball againsta sky so blue it hurts your eyesit is thick grass, so perfectly green day fading into eveningas cheers fade to silencesoft moonlight on an empty parkfull of promise wit...
Posted by on Sat, 11 Apr 2009 09:32:00 GMT |
Baseball is....... |
Baseball is grass, chalk, and dirt displayed the same yet differentlyIn every park that has ever heard the words play ball.Baseball is a passion that bonds and divides all those who know it.Baseball i...
Posted by on Sat, 11 Apr 2009 09:26:00 GMT |
a friendship faded away |
Left alone in the pastForgotten friendships buried, never meant to lastYou walked away from meWhy couldn't I foresee?Time standing stillAnother way to deal, another pillThe sky is gray with hateOne th...
Posted by on Sat, 11 Apr 2009 05:53:00 GMT |
I love coffee that Demon Bean |
confess. I'm addicted.When I wake up in the morning, the first thing I do is sniff the air, hoping to catch a whiff of the coffee that brewed itself for me ten minutes before I woke up.Whoever invent...
Posted by on Fri, 10 Apr 2009 19:10:00 GMT |
one of my favorite poems |
.."Road at Chantilly" by Paul Cézanne Two roads diverged in a yellow wood,And sorry I could not travel bothAnd be one traveler, long I stood And looked down one as far as I couldTo where it bent in th...
Posted by on Fri, 10 Apr 2009 10:00:00 GMT |
my prayer |
Lord, as I stumble through this life help me to create more laughter than tears, dispense more happiness than gloom, spread more cheer than despair. Never let me grow so big that I will fail to see t...
Posted by on Mon, 09 Feb 2009 08:50:00 GMT |
