THE CALM.

OUR storm is past, and that storm's tyrannous rage
A stupid calm, but nothing it, doth 'suage.
The fable is inverted, and far more
A block afflicts, now, than a stork before.
Storms chafe, and soon wear out themselves, or us ;
In calms, Heaven laughs to see us languish thus.
As steady as...

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Freedom

You had freedom 

from a young age 

you were brought 

up by your sister 

and that is true 

your mum had no

time 

and didn't know what to do!

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Esther Ngozi Ogbonna

It was indeed an odyssey of excruciating
pain, reluctantly embarked upon
that led to an abrupt farewell
that got you ferried in splendour
by His majesty's service 'HMS Life Eternal'
by your guardian angels maneuvered
on her maiden voyage.
Congratulations for your newfound bliss and
world of...

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Tags: Poem #15
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A Nursery Rhyme For Advent

Joyous angels an entire night spent, singing with flutes they ceased to relent. Shepherds lowly pitch their dusty tent. A story indeed reminiscent of ageless advents when we all went to sing in churches in wintry Kent. In fright we gazed at Santa's beard length, in a speed...

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Marie-rose de Beauharnais

To what shall I liken thee?
An angel in realms above,
a mermaid in Oceans beneath,
a costly stone in the fiercest
contention sought for,
or even a costly diamond in the
earth's elusive epicentre buried?
Your beauty is a turning point
reference in your amazing book
of chronicles.

Napoleon Bonaparte

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Tags: Poem #10
Views: 1633