lørdag 18. februar 2012

.: Hva skjer ? Midtøsten og Syria, hva med lederne ? ...

.: Hva skjer ? Midtøsten og Syria, hva med lederne ? ...: De tok byen etter tung Bombing... Den lille mørke gutten Ligger i gaten. Hans innvoller henger ut Og et leketog har han mistet På en ...

.: A notch for memory...

.: A notch for memory...: What is going on with me ? Sleep and calm from me both flee. Quite a trifle it may be. Yet upsets me dreadfully ! Darling, sailing nor...

A notch for memory...

What is going on with me ?
Sleep and calm from me both flee.
Quite a trifle it may be.
Yet upsets me dreadfully !


Darling, sailing north to sea,
Parting with me tenderly,
Left a fir-tree market for me
With a notch for memory.
"If it's overgrown", he said,
"Never will I come back here;
Hurricanes won't spare my head !
Never will i see my car again !"
So I pine, poor friend, once gay;
Up the cliffs I climb each day.
such a trifle, I must say,
Yet each day I waste away.


Every morning without cease
I re-cut that notch again.
Tell me, oceans, tell me, seas,
Seaways shining on the main !
Is he live and hale, and where
Does he roam ? dispel my care !

Waves roll homeward over seas,
Homeward flies the nippy breeze,
Yet my car can't be seen...


Must I cut our fir-tree clean
Through the stem, do tell me please ?


fredag 17. februar 2012

.: A serious house on serious earth it is,... In whos...

.: A serious house on serious earth it is,... In whos...: What are days for ?Days are where we live. They come, they wake us Time and time over. They are to be happy in; Where can we live but da...

A serious house on serious earth it is,... In whose blend air all our compulsions meet,... Are recognized, and robed as destinies...

What are days for ?Days are where we live.
They come, they wake us
Time and time over.
They are to be happy in;
Where can we live but days ?

Life is first boredom, then fear.
Whether or not we use it, it goes,
And leaves what something hidden from us chose,
And age, and then the only end of age...



.: One man in a thousand, Solomon says, Will stick mo...

.: One man in a thousand, Solomon says, Will stick mo...: 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, ...

One man in a thousand, Solomon says, Will stick more close than a brother...


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 to 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 importers just the same...


Poor people begging for help and dreams...

.: London is love without hope, as when the young bir...

.: London is love without hope, as when the young bir...: I am a keeper of sheep's in London town, The sheep are my thoughts And my thoughts are all sensations. I think with my eyes and ears An...

London is love without hope, as when the young bird-catcher swept off his tall hat to the Lords disciple. So let the imprisoned larks escape and fly - Singing about their head as they preach...For the hope of London


I am a keeper of sheep's in London town,
The sheep are my thoughts
And my thoughts are all sensations.
I think with my eyes and ears
And with my hands and feet
and with my nose and mouth.

To think a flower is to see it and smell it
Like the fume of London streets
And to eat a fruit is to taste its meaning,
Like meaningless London...

torsdag 16. februar 2012

.: Most English talk is a quadrille in a sentry-box.....

.: Most English talk is a quadrille in a sentry-box.....: Or were I in the wildest waste, London town is like a desert as in the paradise... Sae black and bare, sae black and bare, The desert w...