Feeling Deep
Im feeling deep.
Here's one of my all time favorite poems:
"This is Just to Say" -- William Carlos Williams
I have eaten
the plums
that were in
the icebox
and which
you were probably
saving
for breakfast
Forgive me
they were delicious
so sweet
and so cold
"What is Life?" --Samuel Taylor Coleridge
Resembles Life what once was held of Light,
Too ample in itself for human sight?
An absolute Self--an element ungrounded
All, that we see, all colors of all shade
By encroach of darkness made?
Is very life by consciousness unbounded?
And all the thoughts, pains, joys of mortal breath,
A war-embrace of wrestling Life and Death?
Sonnet #60-- William Shakespeare
Like as the waves make towards the pebbled shore,
So do our minutes hasten to their end,
Each changing place with that which goes before,
In sequent toil all forwards do contend.
Nativity, once in the main of light,
Crawls to maturity, wherewith being crowned,
Crooked eclipses 'gainst his glory fight,
And Time that gave doth now his gift confound.
Time doth transfix the flourish set on youth,
And delves the parallels in beauty's brow,
Feeds on the rarities of nature's truth,
And nothing stands but for his scythe to mow.
And yet to times in hope my verse shall stand
Praising thy worth, despite his cruel hand.
(*Only Shakespeare could find a polite way to say, "You're going to inevitably get old and ugly, but hopefully, I'll still be around and will still like you."*)
"Pupils"-- Me (One of a rare few of my poems that I respect.)
Drowsy yawn
Old, leath’ry tomes
Ancient scholars find new homes
‘Hind sparkling eyes
And rare surprise
Wakens cent’ries--
Not for long.