A Manifesto From A Soon To Be Former IntrovertAll of my adult life, I have hidden behind the tag of being an introvert. Yes, I claim to be a Wallflower. You know the type, standoffish, quiet, preferring to be alone or in small groups, always standing in the eves. As I age though, I seem… Read More A Manifesto From A Soon To Be Former Introvert
Robert Burns Song O Tibbie, I Hae Seen The Day Tune—“Invercauld’s Reel, or Strathspey.” Choir.—O Tibbie, I hae seen the day, Ye wadna been sae shy; For laik o’ gear ye lightly me, But, trowth, I care na by. Yestreen I met you on the moor, Ye spak na, but gaed by like stour; Ye… Read More Robert Burns Song O Tibbie, I Hae Seen The Day
Robert Burns – Song – Handsome Nell Tune—“I am a man unmarried.” Once I lov’d a bonie lass, Ay, and I love her still; And whilst that virtue warms my breast, I’ll love my handsome Nell. As bonie lasses I hae seen, And mony full as braw; But, for a modest gracefu’ mein, The like… Read More Robert Burns – Song – Handsome Nell
Thomas Hood – THE CARELESSE NURSE MAYD I Sawe a Mayd sitte on a Bank, Beguiled by Wooer fayne and fond; And whiles His flatterynge Vowes She drank, Her Nurselynge slipt within a Pond! All Even Tide they Talkde and Kist, For She was fayre and He was Kinde; The Sunne went down before She… Read More Thomas Hood – THE CARELESSE NURSE MAYD
Hey What About Us?We strive to provide better,For the offshoots of our loins.Better education.Better life experiences.Adventures untold.My life has been blessed,With five of the female persuasion,And one fine son in-law.All living their dreams,Expanding their lives.But sadly, in the dust,I often feel left behind.Scrambling to get an update,Yearning for a tale or two.Oh. Please don’t forget… Read More Hey What About Us?
Time is By Henry van Dyke Time is Too Slow for those who Wait, Too Swift for those who Fear, Too Long for those who Grieve, Too Short for those who Rejoice; But for those who Love, Time is not. Henry van Dyke MUSIC AND OTHER POEMS 1904
There Once Was a Man There once was a man, Who tried not to give a damn. He tried to ignore, Yet his mind said, “Be more”! So, he pushed his betterment down, And often looked like a clown. You see he thought love, Would fly to him like a dove. And acceptance would fill… Read More There Once Was a Man
PIETASWhile thrifting recently I ran across the course book from the Great Courses series called Heroes and Legends: The Most Influential Characters of Literature. I thought this might be a lame read, I have enjoyed it so far. Written by Professor Thomas A. Shippey, the ties into the real world are fascinating.The one that has… Read More PIETAS
Charles Baudelaire – The Corpse Remember, my Beloved, what thing we met By the roadside on that sweet summer day; There on a grassy couch with pebbles set, A loathsome body lay. The wanton limbs stiff-stretched into the air, Steaming with exhalations vile and dank, In ruthless cynic fashion had laid bare The swollen side… Read More Charles Baudelaire – The Corpse
ARTHUR CONAN DOYLE – THE EMPIRE – 1902 They said that it had feet of clay, That its fall was sure and quick. In the flames of yesterday All the clay was burned to brick. When they carved our epitaph And marked us doomed beyond recall, “We are,” we answered, with a laugh, “The Empire… Read More ARTHUR CONAN DOYLE – THE EMPIRE – 1902
Ramblings of an Old Coot 