Poetry

[Tapxe]

Well, it's easy to see it's about romantic love. But it also carries meaning with me when I think about my parents, and so I think it could be for any deep love whether between siblings, parent and child, friends even.

I'd not put it in that perspective. I focused too much on your statement about weddings and the wording makes me think more of relationship style speech. It does make more sense in that perspective.

 

[Dago]

LINES ON ALE

Fill with mingled cream and amber,
I will drain that glass again.
Such hilarious visions clamber
Through the chamber of my brain —
Quaintest thoughts — queerest fancies
Come to life and fade away;
What care I how time advances?
I am drinking ale today.

-Edgar Allen Poe

 

[zeetes]

in seriousness, one of best poems of all time:

Three Little Birds

Don't worry, about a thing
'Cause every little thing, gonna be all right
Singin', don't worry, about a thing
'Cause every little thing, gonna be all right
Rise up this mornin'
Smile with the risin' sun
Three little birds
Pitched by my doorstep
Singin' sweet songs
Of melodies pure and true
Sayin', "This is my message to you, whoo-hoo"
Singin', don't worry, about a thing
'Cause every little thing, is gonna be all right
Singin', don't worry, don't worry 'bout a thing
'Cause every little thing, gonna be all right
Rise up this mornin'
Smile with the risin' sun
Three little birds
Pitched by my doorstep
Singin' sweet songs
Of melodies pure and true
Sayin', "This is my message to you, whoo-hoo"
Singin', don't worry, about a thing
Worry about a thing, no
Every little thing, gonna be all right
Don't worry
Singin', don't worry, about a thing
I won't worry!
'Cause every little thing, gonna be alright
Hmm don't worry, about a thing
'Cause a every little thing, gonna be all right
I won't worry
Baby don't worry, about a thing
'Cause every little thing, is gonna be all right
Say, don't worry about a thing, no girl
'Cause every little thing gonna be all right

-B. Marley

 

[Madmarsha]

I'd not put it in that perspective. I focused too much on your statement about weddings and the wording makes me think more of relationship style speech. It does make more sense in that perspective.

Totes get that. But I heard it being quoted in a movie "In Her Shoes" by a woman standing up for her sister, yes, at her wedding. So it IS a good romantic reading, but I always got the sense she was saying it as much to her sister in that moment and how far they had come in their troubled sister relationship that she could even be there for her sister. I always cry at that movie and it's not for the 2 people getting married, it's for the relationship of the sisters.

 

[Madmarsha]

LINES ON ALE

Fill with mingled cream and amber,
I will drain that glass again.
Such hilarious visions clamber
Through the chamber of my brain —
Quaintest thoughts — queerest fancies
Come to life and fade away;
What care I how time advances?
I am drinking ale today.

-Edgar Allen Poe

I would have thought that was by Robby Burns. lol

 

[Tapxe]

LINES ON ALE

Fill with mingled cream and amber,
I will drain that glass again.
Such hilarious visions clamber
Through the chamber of my brain —
Quaintest thoughts — queerest fancies
Come to life and fade away;
What care I how time advances?
I am drinking ale today.

-Edgar Allen Poe

At first I thought this was a little superficial. Then I thought about the last two lines a bit more and what they mean in the context of what if you repeated this everyday. IDK if that was the goal, but it's where my head took me.

 

[Dago]

I would have thought that was by Robby Burns. lol

Didn't he do a poem about scotch and hagis?

 

[Tapxe]

in seriousness, one of best poems of all time:

For some reason, it only works when I mentally hear it as the song. Maybe its the repeated verses.

 

[zeetes]

For some reason, it only works when I mentally hear it as the song. Maybe its the repeated verses.

i almost removed them but it was too much work.

 

[Tapxe]

i almost removed them but it was too much work.

That might have thrown me off. Thinking about it a little more, I think it's putting the upbeat and happy vibe to it that makes it work so well.

 

[Madmarsha]

At first I thought this was a little superficial. Then I thought about the last two lines a bit more and what they mean in the context of what if you repeated this everyday. IDK if that was the goal, but it's where my head took me.

I wouldn't ever think Poe as superficial.

 

[saintmdterps]

If by Rudyard Kipling


If you can keep your head when all about you
Are losing theirs and blaming it on you,
If you can trust yourself when all men doubt you,
But make allowance for their doubting too;
If you can wait and not be tired by waiting,
Or being lied about, don’t deal in lies,
Or being hated, don’t give way to hating,
And yet don’t look too good, nor talk too wise:

If you can dream—and not make dreams your master;
If you can think—and not make thoughts your aim;
If you can meet with Triumph and Disaster
And treat those two impostors just the same;
If you can bear to hear the truth you’ve spoken
Twisted by knaves to make a trap for fools,
Or watch the things you gave your life to, broken,
And stoop and build ’em up with worn-out tools:

If you can make one heap of all your winnings
And risk it on one turn of pitch-and-toss,
And lose, and start again at your beginnings
And never breathe a word about your loss;
If you can force your heart and nerve and sinew
To serve your turn long after they are gone,
And so hold on when there is nothing in you
Except the Will which says to them: ‘Hold on!’

If you can talk with crowds and keep your virtue,
Or walk with Kings—nor lose the common touch,
If neither foes nor loving friends can hurt you,
If all men count with you, but none too much;
If you can fill the unforgiving minute
With sixty seconds’ worth of distance run,
Yours is the Earth and everything that’s in it,
And—which is more—you’ll be a Man, my son!

 

[saintmdterps]

Do Not Go Gentle into That Good Night--Dylan Thomas

My favorite poem about aging, gonna post it again when I get me that Chevy SS

Do not go gentle into that good night,
Old age should burn and rave at close of day;
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.

Though wise men at their end know dark is right,
Because their words had forked no lightning they
Do not go gentle into that good night.

Good men, the last wave by, crying how bright
Their frail deeds might have danced in a green bay,
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.

Wild men who caught and sang the sun in flight,
And learn, too late, they grieved it on its way,
Do not go gentle into that good night.

Grave men, near death, who see with blinding sight
Blind eyes could blaze like meteors and be gay,
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.

And you, my father, there on the sad height,
Curse, bless, me now with your fierce tears, I pray.
Do not go gentle into that good night.
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.

 

[Zack Lee]

in seriousness, one of best poems of all time:

clearly about wake n bake which beats out shake n bake every time.