Aspen Forest
Poetry (of the week)
Poetry is an artform which every person can master. By thinking and by feeling, a person masters this art. I've started this page with some of my favorite poems, and I hope to keep adding more occasionally. Maybe I'll even put some more of my own in here... who knows?! Enjoy!
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The Daffodils
William Wordsworth
I wandered lonely as a cloud
That floats on high o'er vales and hills,
When all at once I saw a crowd,
A host, of golden daffodils,
Continuous as the stars that shine
And twinkle on the milky way,
They stretched in never-ending line
Along the margin of a bay:
Ten thousand saw I at a glance,
Tossing their heads in sprightly dance.
The waves beside them danced: but they
Outdid the sparkling waves in glee.
A poet could not but be gay,
In such jocund company.
I gazed - and gazed - but little thought
What wealth the show to me had brought.
For oft, when on my couch I lie
In vacant or in pensive mood,
They flash upon that inward eye
Which is the bliss of solitude;
And then my heart with pleasure fills,
And dances with the daffodils.
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~Life's Fountain~
Megan Richards
Life's fountain, flowing forever, never changing its course.
Never has life found meaning to stop.
All knowing, never rushing, but constantly over-flowing, and flooding his radiant world
By doing this, he is corroding his earth, and slaying all growth in its path.
Life does not realize that when all growth has vanished, the whole of the fountain will halt.
Trickling, dwindling, then frozen in place.
The fountain of life is no more.
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Jessica Hamel
As flowers do pave the way;
To True unhindered life immortal,
It is I who took the stone'd way;
Not a flower in sight to mine wandering eyes
And so my saddened soul doth sing;
To bring the world into my reach.
For to reach it is that drives man on;
Swaying softly to mine melancholy song.
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human face
Claire Conner
I think I am the sun
because I sit in the sky
I think I am the stars
because I am higher than high
I think I am the ground
because I touch the core
I think I am the ocean
because I have a sandy floor
I think I am the air
because all I am is space
But when I look in the mirror
I see a human face
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