12-21-2004, 03:38 AM
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Poems that Inspire you
Im gonna start this thread for everybody who has a poem that has inspired them or feel free to post original works. Ill start out with my favorite Robert Frost poem
The Road Not Taken Two roads diverged in a yellow wood And sorry i could not travel both And be one traveller long i stood And looked down one as far as i could To where it bent in the undergrowth Then took the other as just as fair And having perhaps the better claim Because it was grassy and wanted wear Though as for that passing there Had really worn them about the same And both this morning equally lay In leaves no step had trodden black Oh, I kept the first for another day Yet knowing how way leads on to way I doubted i should ever come back I shall be telling this with a sigh Somewhere ages and ages hence Two roads diverged in a wood and I, I took the one less travelled by And that has made all the difference bear with me if a few words are wrong I recite from memory |
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12-21-2004, 03:46 PM
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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. 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. this is one of his better 
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Love, Magic, Fire, and Inspiration all begin with a spark and lead to great things.  I dream of the day I hold my goddess in my arms.
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12-21-2004, 03:54 PM
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I will put some of my own here, mine were to dark for the library thread
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Love, Magic, Fire, and Inspiration all begin with a spark and lead to great things. I dream of the day I hold my goddess in my arms.
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12-21-2004, 08:06 PM
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Stopping By the Woods on a Snowy Evening
Whose woods are these I think I know His house is in the village though He will not see me stopping here To watch his woods fill up with snow My little horse must think its queer To stop without a farmhouse near Between the woods and frozen lake The darkest evening of the year He gives his harness bells a shake To ask if there is some mistake The only other sounds the sweep Of easy wind and downy flake These woods are lovely dark and deep But I have promises to keep And miles to go before I sleep And miles to go before I sleep |
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