"Some say the world will end in fire,
Some say in ice.
From what I've tasted of desire
I hold with those who favor fire.
But if it had to perish twice,
I think I know enough of hate
To say that for destruction ice
Is also great
And would suffice."
(I wrote a poem a while back based on this, but this is the real version by Robert Frost)
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Some say the world will end in fire, Some say in ice. From what i've tasted of desire I hold with those who favour fire.
#adventchallenge. An angel moved upon this Earth. To look, to see, to find its worth. At first the view was blue and green. And a human truth remained unseen. But after walking for a while.
My dear friend death My one true friend You've been with me From Start To End. The only one not to leave, The only one I've left to please.
Why Does reason even matter. Why Do words falter some. Why Does a single comment alter. These words left unsung. Is strength true in unity, or in my army of one.
The delicate veil between life and death Flirt with one another under heavy breath Death teases life, playfully crude Pausing for a breathy interlude Can death bring life to it's side Or will life...
What if. The train's late, The bus doesn't wait, You don't close the gate, You don't think straight. What if. The window's ajar, You don't go as far, You visit a different bar, Crash into another car.
(Nineteen creatures including man, find them if you think you can). The rabbi tells stories. The monk eyes piece as glory. The lad ogles the girls. The chef caters the world. Take a go at being great.
Hello again and today is Tuesday, January 15, 2013. Here's a poem I wrote about time. Enjoy.
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