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by tigermouse on 04 December 2009 - 12:12
The message boards are full of stupid bitchy posts again so i fancy a nice topic for a change.
post your favorite poem:)
Here is mine...
IF you can keep your head when all about you
Are losing theirs and blaming it on you,
If you can trust yourself when all men doubt you,
But make allowance for their doubting too;
If you can wait and not be tired by waiting,
Or being lied about, don't deal in lies,
Or being hated, don't give way to hating,
And yet don't look too good, nor talk too wise:
If you can dream - and not make dreams your master;
If you can think - and not make thoughts your aim;
If you can meet with Triumph and Disaster
And treat those two impostors just the same;
If you can bear to hear the truth you've spoken
Twisted by knaves to make a trap for fools,
Or watch the things you gave your life to, broken,
And stoop and build 'em up with worn-out tools:
If you can make one heap of all your winnings
And risk it on one turn of pitch-and-toss,
And lose, and start again at your beginnings
And never breathe a word about your loss;
If you can force your heart and nerve and sinew
To serve your turn long after they are gone,
And so hold on when there is nothing in you
Except the Will which says to them: 'Hold on!'
If you can talk with crowds and keep your virtue,
' Or walk with Kings - nor lose the common touch,
if neither foes nor loving friends can hurt you,
If all men count with you, but none too much;
If you can fill the unforgiving minute
With sixty seconds' worth of distance run,
Yours is the Earth and everything that's in it,
And - which is more - you'll be a Man, my son!
Rudyard Kipling.
post your favorite poem:)
Here is mine...
IF you can keep your head when all about you
Are losing theirs and blaming it on you,
If you can trust yourself when all men doubt you,
But make allowance for their doubting too;
If you can wait and not be tired by waiting,
Or being lied about, don't deal in lies,
Or being hated, don't give way to hating,
And yet don't look too good, nor talk too wise:
If you can dream - and not make dreams your master;
If you can think - and not make thoughts your aim;
If you can meet with Triumph and Disaster
And treat those two impostors just the same;
If you can bear to hear the truth you've spoken
Twisted by knaves to make a trap for fools,
Or watch the things you gave your life to, broken,
And stoop and build 'em up with worn-out tools:
If you can make one heap of all your winnings
And risk it on one turn of pitch-and-toss,
And lose, and start again at your beginnings
And never breathe a word about your loss;
If you can force your heart and nerve and sinew
To serve your turn long after they are gone,
And so hold on when there is nothing in you
Except the Will which says to them: 'Hold on!'
If you can talk with crowds and keep your virtue,
' Or walk with Kings - nor lose the common touch,
if neither foes nor loving friends can hurt you,
If all men count with you, but none too much;
If you can fill the unforgiving minute
With sixty seconds' worth of distance run,
Yours is the Earth and everything that's in it,
And - which is more - you'll be a Man, my son!
Rudyard Kipling.
by Bob McKown on 04 December 2009 - 12:12
Roses are red
violets are purple
sugar is sweet
and so is maple surple
violets are purple
sugar is sweet
and so is maple surple
by tigermouse on 04 December 2009 - 13:12
lol Bob you win !!!!!!
by SchmalzK9 on 04 December 2009 - 13:12
When we are so far apart
Can lonely sorrows fill my heart
I love girl I really do
Sleep is sweet when I dream of you
With this in mind
You should read the first word in every line.
A friend and I wrote this in 8th grade and it makes me laugh still to this day. Enjoy
Can lonely sorrows fill my heart
I love girl I really do
Sleep is sweet when I dream of you
With this in mind
You should read the first word in every line.
A friend and I wrote this in 8th grade and it makes me laugh still to this day. Enjoy
by beetree on 04 December 2009 - 13:12
SchmalzK9: Laugh I did! Very funny!
Tigermouse, I really enjoyed your Kipling poem, too. When I read a poem like that for the first time, I am reminded of the bounty and beauty of the human spirit, something that bears reminding from time to time. I also wonder if today's kids will be bothered to read such poems and miss its timelessness of feeling.
Tigermouse, I really enjoyed your Kipling poem, too. When I read a poem like that for the first time, I am reminded of the bounty and beauty of the human spirit, something that bears reminding from time to time. I also wonder if today's kids will be bothered to read such poems and miss its timelessness of feeling.
by thunder9 on 04 December 2009 - 14:12
The Working Dog
My eyes are your eyes,
to watch and protect you and yours
My ears are your ears,
to hear and detect evil minds in the dark
My nose is your nose,
to scent the invader of your domain
And so you may live
my life is also yours
Unknown
My eyes are your eyes,
to watch and protect you and yours
My ears are your ears,
to hear and detect evil minds in the dark
My nose is your nose,
to scent the invader of your domain
And so you may live
my life is also yours
Unknown
by karen forbes on 04 December 2009 - 14:12
Desiderata
Go placidly amid the noise and the haste, and remember what peace there may be in silence. As far as possible without surrender be on good terms with all persons. Speak your truth queitly and clearly; and listen to ohers, even the dull and the ignorant; they too have their story. Avoid loud and aggressive persons, they are vexations to the spirit. If you compare yourself with others you may become vain and bitter; for always their will be greater and lesser persons than yourself. Enjoy your achievements as well as your plans. Keep interested in your own career; however humble; it is a real possession in the changing fortunes of time. Exercise caution in your business affairs; for the world is full of trickery. But let this not blind you to what virtue there is; many persons strive for high ideals; and everywhere life is full of heroism. Be yourself. Especially do not feign affection. Neither be cycnical about love; for in the face of all aridity and disenchantment it is as perennial as the grass. Take kindly the counsel of years, gracefully surrendering the things of youth. Nurture strength of spirit to shield you in sudden misfortune. But do not distress yourself with imagings. Many fears are born of fatigue and loneliness. Beyond a wholesome discipline be gentle with yourself. You are a child of the universe no less than the trees and the stars; you have a right to be here. And whether or not it is clear to you, no doubt the universe is unfolding as it should. therefore be at peace with God, whatever you conceive him to be. And whatever your labours and aspirations in the noisy confusion of life keep peace with your soul. With all its sham, drudery and broken dreams, it is still a beautiful world. Be cheerful. Strive to be happy
Max Ehrmann
by Red Sable on 04 December 2009 - 19:12
I had to memorise "IF" when I was in grade 6, have never forgotten it. Though at the time, I didn't appreciate what he was saying.
Very funny SchmalzK9
Very funny SchmalzK9
by Setanta on 04 December 2009 - 23:12
Had I the heaven's embroidered cloths,
Enwrought with golden and silver light,
The blue and the dim and the dark cloths
Of night and light and the half-light,
I would spread the cloths under your feet:
But I, being poor, have only my dreams;
I have spread my dreams under your feet;
Tread softly because you tread on my dreams.
William Butler Yeats
Enwrought with golden and silver light,
The blue and the dim and the dark cloths
Of night and light and the half-light,
I would spread the cloths under your feet:
But I, being poor, have only my dreams;
I have spread my dreams under your feet;
Tread softly because you tread on my dreams.
William Butler Yeats
by Trotters123 on 06 December 2009 - 23:12
This one is my all time favourite. A very inspirational poem.
When things go wrong, as they sometimes will,
When the road you're trudging seems all uphill,
When the funds are low and the debts are high,
And you want to smile, but you have to sigh,
When care is pressing you down a bit,
Rest, if you must, but don't you quit.
Life is queer with its twists and turns,
As every one of us sometimes learns,
And many a failure turns about,
When he might have won had he stuck it out;
Don't give up though the pace seems slow--
You may succeed with another blow.
Often the goal is nearer than,
It seems to a faint and faltering man,
Often the struggler has given up,
When he might have captured the victor's cup,
And he learned too late when the night slipped down,
How close he was to the golden crown.
Success is failure turned inside out--
The silver tint of the clouds of doubt,
And you never can tell how close you are,
It may be near when it seems so far,
So stick to the fight when you're hardest hit--
It's when things seem worst that you must not quit.
- Author unknown
When things go wrong, as they sometimes will,
When the road you're trudging seems all uphill,
When the funds are low and the debts are high,
And you want to smile, but you have to sigh,
When care is pressing you down a bit,
Rest, if you must, but don't you quit.
Life is queer with its twists and turns,
As every one of us sometimes learns,
And many a failure turns about,
When he might have won had he stuck it out;
Don't give up though the pace seems slow--
You may succeed with another blow.
Often the goal is nearer than,
It seems to a faint and faltering man,
Often the struggler has given up,
When he might have captured the victor's cup,
And he learned too late when the night slipped down,
How close he was to the golden crown.
Success is failure turned inside out--
The silver tint of the clouds of doubt,
And you never can tell how close you are,
It may be near when it seems so far,
So stick to the fight when you're hardest hit--
It's when things seem worst that you must not quit.
- Author unknown
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