Memories Are The Things That Last Longer, by MwsR
When the whirl of your life passes you
There is not much but memories to hold onto.
Those that you started each day with a new
Are no longer the ones that surround you.
A certain calm you cannot find
There is so much pressing on your mind.
Waiting to relax, it isn’t happening
Afraid if you do, you will start napping
Wishing it all back to where it once was
But knowing inside, there were fights and a lot of fuss.
Where you lay your head isn’t always where your heart is
And sometimes you just miss it!
Life is ever-changing and uncertain in itself
Our hearts are not something we simply rest on a shelf.
We must work, hold on to, and get stronger
And remember sometimes, memories are the things that last longer.
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DIRGE OF LOVE
Come away, come away, Death
And in sad cypres let me be laid ;
Fly away, fly away, breath;
I am slain by a fair cruel maid.
My shroud of white, stuck all with yew,
O prepare it!
My part of death, no one so true
Did share it.
Not a flower, not a flower sweet
On my black coffin let there be strown;
My poor corpse, where my bones shall be thrown;
A thousand thousand sighs to save,
Lay me, O where
Sad true lover never find my grave,
To weep there.W. Shakespeare/The Golden Treasure, Francis T. Palgrave
The river is a flat, shining chain.LiPo
The moon, rising, is a white eye to the hills;
After it has risen, it is the bright heart of the sea.
Because I love it—so—round as a fan,
I hum songs until the dawn.
–Li Po (701–762)
An orange on the table
Your dress on the rug
And you in my bed
Sweet present of the present
Cool of night
Warmth of my LifeJacques prevert
From “A Book of Love Poetry” Jon Stallworthy