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ok. I have been thinking what to post. so our good friend Blondi suggested poems. so thats what its gonna be.. post your poems anything .. (not dirty) this one is from William Wordsworth (UK)

Sweet Highland Girl, a very shower
Of beauty is thy earthly dower!
Twice seven consenting years have shed
Their utmost bounty on thy head:
And these grey rocks; that household lawn;
Those trees, a veil just half withdrawn;
This fall of water that doth make
A murmur near the silent lake;
This little bay; a quiet road
That holds in shelter thy Abode--
In truth together do ye seem
Like something fashioned in a dream;
Such Forms as from their covert peep
When earthly cares are laid asleep!
But, O fair Creature! in the light
Of common day, so heavenly bright,
I bless Thee, Vision as thou art,
I bless thee with a human heart;
God shield thee to thy latest years!
Thee, neither know I, nor thy peers;
And yet my eyes are filled with tears.
With earnest feeling I shall pray
For thee when I am far away:
For never saw I mien, or face,
In which more plainly I could trace
Benignity and home-bred sense
Ripening in perfect innocence.
Here scattered, like a random seed,
Remote from men, Thou dost not need
The embarrassed look of shy distress,
And maidenly shamefacedness:
Thou wear'st upon thy forehead clear
The freedom of a Mountaineer:
A face with gladness overspread!
Soft smiles, by human kindness bred!
And seemliness complete, that sways
Thy courtesies, about thee plays;
With no restraint, but such as springs
From quick and eager visitings
Of thoughts that lie beyond the reach
Of thy few words of English speech:
A bondage sweetly brooked, a strife
That gives thy gestures grace and life!
So have I, not unmoved in mind,
Seen birds of tempest-loving kind--
Thus beating up against the wind.
What hand but would a garland cull
For thee who art so beautiful?
O happy pleasure! here to dwell
Beside thee in some heathy dell;
Adopt your homely ways, and dress,
A Shepherd, thou a Shepherdess!
But I could frame a wish for thee
More like a grave reality:
Thou art to me but as a wave
Of the wild sea; and I would have
Some claim upon thee, if I could,
Though but of common neighbourhood.
What joy to hear thee, and to see!
Thy elder Brother I would be,
Thy Father--anything to thee!
Now thanks to Heaven! that of its grace
Hath led me to this lonely place.
Joy have I had; and going hence
I bear away my recompense.
In spots like these it is we prize
Our Memory, feel that she hath eyes:
Then, why should I be loth to stir?
I feel this place was made for her;
To give new pleasure like the past,
Continued long as life shall last.
Nor am I loth, though pleased at heart,
Sweet Highland Girl! from thee to part;
For I, methinks, till I grow old,
As fair before me shall behold,
As I do now, the cabin small,
The lake, the bay, the waterfall;
And thee, the spirit of them all!


very very impressive 2thumbs

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Galoku.................2t humbs ........Thank you very much....I love Wordsworth............... ........My favorite English Poet.......Cheers.....

I will add a bit of one.......Also by Wordsworth:

I must go down to the seas again

To the lonely sea and sky

And all I ask is a tall ship

And a star to steer her by.......

The winds kick......etc............ ................

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anything you need just ask lol lol

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How about a Vodka and tonic?..................j/ k....

Got anything by Robert Frost?................... .........

Miles to go before I sleep?

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I got something by 50 cent. Goes something like this.

Hey would you fo nit

Nice poem Galoku, makes you want to go to England with a sack of mints.

I appreciate all kinds of poems...........

Did you know that rap is poetry????????......Think about it.....8)

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yeah rap is poetry lol too bad its dirty lol

hey puma no need to bring the sack of mints they sell them over here in the shops :p lol

trying to find a good poem but i cant find any... lol o well i shall keep searching

I will be looking aswell................... .8)

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Yes! Technically, all sung music is considered poetry. I enjoy the music of Queen, and of course 50-Cent; they're my favorites. As far as poetry will go, I enjoy the works of Poe, and Maya Angelou. I'm most partial to Frost though. This is my personal favorite of his:

"Nothing Gold Can Stay"

Nature's first green is gold,
Her hardest hue to hold.
Her early leaf's a flower;
But only so an hour.
Then leaf subsides to leaf.
So Eden sank to grief,
So dawn goes down to day.
Nothing gold can stay.

Thank you Fox, I love Robert Frost......

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