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Kubla Khan by Samuel Taylor Coleridge
In Xanadu did Kubla Khan
A stately pleasure-dome decree :
Where Alph, the sacred river, ran
Through caverns measureless to man
Down to a sunless sea.
So twice five miles of fertile ground
With walls and towers were girdled round :
And there were gardens bright with sinuous rills,
Where blossomed many an incense-bearing tree ;
And here were forests ancient as the hills,
Enfolding sunny spotsof greenery.
But oh ! that deep romantic chasm which slanted
Down the green hill athwart a cedarn cover !
A savage place ! as holy and enchanted
As e'er beneath a waning moon was haunted
By woman wailing for her demon-lover !
And from this chasm, with ceaseless turmoil seething,
As if this earth in fast thick pants were breathing,
A mighty fountain momently was forced :
Amid whose swift half-intermitted burst
Huge fragments vaulted like rebounding hail,
Or chaffy grain beneath the thresher's flail :
And 'mid these dancing rocks at once and ever
It flung up momently the sacred river.
Five miles meandering with a mazy motion
Through wood and dale the sacred river ran,
Then reached the caverns measureless to man,
And sank in tumult to a lifeless ocean :
And 'mid this tumult Kubla heard from far
Ancestral voices prophesying war !
The shadow of the dome of pleasure
Floated midway on the waves ;
Where was heard the mingled measure
From the fountain and the caves.
It was a miracle of rare device,
A sunny pleasure-dome with caves of ice!
A damsel with a dulcimer In a vision once I saw :
It was an Abyssinian maid,
And on her dulcimer she played,
Singing of Mount Abora.
Could I revive within me
Her symphony and song,
To such a deep delight 'twould win me,
That with music loud and long,
I would build that dome in air,
That sunny dome ! those caves of ice !
And all who heard should see them there,
And all should cry, Beware ! Beware !
His flashing eyes, his floating hair !
Weave a circle round him thrice,
And close your eyes with holy dread,
For he on honey-dew hath fed,
And drunk the milk of Paradise
In Xanadu did Kubla Khan
A stately pleasure-dome decree :
Where Alph, the sacred river, ran
Through caverns measureless to man
Down to a sunless sea.
So twice five miles of fertile ground
With walls and towers were girdled round :
And there were gardens bright with sinuous rills,
Where blossomed many an incense-bearing tree ;
And here were forests ancient as the hills,
Enfolding sunny spotsof greenery.
But oh ! that deep romantic chasm which slanted
Down the green hill athwart a cedarn cover !
A savage place ! as holy and enchanted
As e'er beneath a waning moon was haunted
By woman wailing for her demon-lover !
And from this chasm, with ceaseless turmoil seething,
As if this earth in fast thick pants were breathing,
A mighty fountain momently was forced :
Amid whose swift half-intermitted burst
Huge fragments vaulted like rebounding hail,
Or chaffy grain beneath the thresher's flail :
And 'mid these dancing rocks at once and ever
It flung up momently the sacred river.
Five miles meandering with a mazy motion
Through wood and dale the sacred river ran,
Then reached the caverns measureless to man,
And sank in tumult to a lifeless ocean :
And 'mid this tumult Kubla heard from far
Ancestral voices prophesying war !
The shadow of the dome of pleasure
Floated midway on the waves ;
Where was heard the mingled measure
From the fountain and the caves.
It was a miracle of rare device,
A sunny pleasure-dome with caves of ice!
A damsel with a dulcimer In a vision once I saw :
It was an Abyssinian maid,
And on her dulcimer she played,
Singing of Mount Abora.
Could I revive within me
Her symphony and song,
To such a deep delight 'twould win me,
That with music loud and long,
I would build that dome in air,
That sunny dome ! those caves of ice !
And all who heard should see them there,
And all should cry, Beware ! Beware !
His flashing eyes, his floating hair !
Weave a circle round him thrice,
And close your eyes with holy dread,
For he on honey-dew hath fed,
And drunk the milk of Paradise
I know that one off by heart Mini....and The Green Eye of the Little Yellow God (cough). Learnt them at the same time.Here's another
THE COOKIES... (Anon)
There once was a woman
At an airport one night
With several long hours
Before her flight.
She hunted for a book
In an airport shop,
Bought a bag of cookies
And found a place to drop.
She was engrossed in her book
But happened to see,
That the man sitting beside her
As bold as could be,
Grabbed a cookie or two
From the bag in between,
Which she tried to ignore
To avoid a scene.
So she munched the cookies
And watched the clock,
As the gutsy cookie thief
Diminished her stock.
She was getting more irritated
As the minutes ticked by,
Thinking, "If I wasn't so nice,
I would blacken his eye."
With each cookie she took,
He took one too,
When only one was left,
She wondered what he would do.
With a smile on his face,
And a nervous laugh,
He took the last cookie
And broke it in half.
He offered her half,
As he ate the other,
She snatched it from him
And thought....ooh, brother!
This guy had some nerve
And he's also rude,
Why he didn't even show
Any gratitude!
She had never known
When she been so galled,
And sighed with relief
When her flight was called.
She gathered her belongings
And headed to the gate,
Refusing to look back
At the thieving ingrate.
She boarded the plane,
And sank in her seat,
Then she sought her book,
Which was almost complete.
As she reached in her baggage,
She gasped with surprise,
There was her bag of cookies,
In front of her eyes.
If mine are here,
She moaned in despair,
The others were his,
And he tried to share.
Too late to apologize,
She realized with grief,
That she was the rude one,
The ingrate, the thief!
How many times have we absolutely known that something was a certain way, only to discover later that what we believed to be true...was not?
"Always Keep An Open Mind And An Open Heart,
Because............. You Just Never Know..... "You might be eating someone else's cookies"
*Let no one ever come to you without leaving better and happier.
Be the living expression of God's kindness:
*kindness in your face,
*kindness in your eyes,
*kindness in your smile"
~Mother Teresa
Mother Teresa was my idol (along with the Dalai Lama) both wonderfully wise people
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We can all aspire to be like Mother Teresa...on our good days
Love Mini xxx
Yeah. It was a damn nuisance when I stopped believing in God. Sort of put a spanner in the works and halted my dream of being a 2nd Mother Teresa (not that there was ever much hope of managing that anyway
)
sonkie
Gold Member
LETTER FROM HEAVEN
To my dearest family, some things Id like to say,
But first of all, to let you know, that I arrived okay,
Im writing this from heaven, here I dwell with god above,
Here, there`s no more tears of sadness, here is just eternal love,
Please do not be unhappy just because Im out of sight,
Remember that I am with you every morning, noon and night,
That day I had to leave you when my life on earth was through,
God picked me up and hugged me and said "I welcome you,
Its good to have you back again, you were missed while you were gone,
As for your dearest family, they`ll be here later on,
God gave me a list of things to do,
And foremost on the list was to watch and care for you,
And when you lie in bed at night, the days chores put to flight,
I am closest to you .....in the middle of the night,
When you think of my life on earth, and all those loving years,
Because you are only human, they are bound to bring you tears,
BUT DO NOT BE AFRAID TO CRY, IT DOES RELIEVE THE PAIN,
Remember there would be no flowers, unless there was some rain,
I wish that I could tell you all that god had planned,
If I were to tell you, you wouldnt understand,
But one thing is for certain, though my life on earth is over,
Im closer to you now, than I ever was before,
If you can help someone who`s in sorrow and in pain,
Then you can say at night, my day was not in vain,
Now that im contented that my life was worthwhile,
Knowing as i passed along the wayI made somebody smile,
So if you meet somebody who is sad and feeling low,
just lend a hand to pick her up as on your way you go,
When your walking down the street and youve got me on your mind,
Im walking in your footsteps only half a step behind,
And when its time for you to go...from that body to be free,
Remember your not going, your coming here to me.
To my dearest family, some things Id like to say,
But first of all, to let you know, that I arrived okay,
Im writing this from heaven, here I dwell with god above,
Here, there`s no more tears of sadness, here is just eternal love,
Please do not be unhappy just because Im out of sight,
Remember that I am with you every morning, noon and night,
That day I had to leave you when my life on earth was through,
God picked me up and hugged me and said "I welcome you,
Its good to have you back again, you were missed while you were gone,
As for your dearest family, they`ll be here later on,
God gave me a list of things to do,
And foremost on the list was to watch and care for you,
And when you lie in bed at night, the days chores put to flight,
I am closest to you .....in the middle of the night,
When you think of my life on earth, and all those loving years,
Because you are only human, they are bound to bring you tears,
BUT DO NOT BE AFRAID TO CRY, IT DOES RELIEVE THE PAIN,
Remember there would be no flowers, unless there was some rain,
I wish that I could tell you all that god had planned,
If I were to tell you, you wouldnt understand,
But one thing is for certain, though my life on earth is over,
Im closer to you now, than I ever was before,
If you can help someone who`s in sorrow and in pain,
Then you can say at night, my day was not in vain,
Now that im contented that my life was worthwhile,
Knowing as i passed along the wayI made somebody smile,
So if you meet somebody who is sad and feeling low,
just lend a hand to pick her up as on your way you go,
When your walking down the street and youve got me on your mind,
Im walking in your footsteps only half a step behind,
And when its time for you to go...from that body to be free,
Remember your not going, your coming here to me.
sonkie
Gold Member
Thank you she was a regular church goer, but since she died I just cannot believe anymore....but this poem is brilliant and it cheers me up thinking she is with me.
I do not have a clue where she got it from....would love to know ! :sigh:
These poems are all lovely......
sonkie
Gold Member
AAAW thanks, a couple of words are different, but that is the one. Wonder where my mum found it ....she never had access to a computer.
Wonder if it may of been in a church friends book !
Thank you mini. xx
[FONT=Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif]If Tomorrow Starts Without Me[/FONT]
Author believed to be
David Romano
When tomorrow starts without me,
And I'm not there to see,
If the sun should rise and find your eyes
all filled with tears for me,
I wish so much you wouldn't cry
The way you did today,
While thinking of the many things,
We didn't get to say.
I know how much you love me,
As much as I love you,
and each time that you think of me,
I know you'll miss me too.
But when tomorrow starts without me,
Please try to understand,
That an angel came and called my name,
And took me by the hand,
and said my place was ready,
In heaven far above,
And that I'd have to leave behind
All those I dearly love.
But as I turned to walk away,
A tear fell from my eye
For all my life, I'd always thought,
I didn't want to die.
I had so much to live for,
So much left yet to do,
It seemed almost impossible,
That I was leaving you.
I thought of all the yesterdays
The good ones and the bad,
I thought of all the love we shared,
and all the fun we had
If I could re-live yesterday
Just even for a while,
I'd say good-bye and kiss you
And maybe see you smile.
But then I fully realized,
That this could never be,
For emptiness and memories,
would take the place of me.
And when I thought of worldly things,
I might miss come tomorrow,
I thought of you, and when I did,
My heart was filled with sorrow.
But when I walked through heaven's gates,
I felt so much at home
When God looked down and smiled at me,
From His great golden throne.
He said, "This is eternity,
And all I've promised you."
Today your life on earth is past,
But here life starts anew
I promise no tomorrow,
But today will always last,
And since each day's the same way
There's no longing for the past.
You have been so faithful,
So trusting and so true.
Though there were times
You did some things
You knew you shouldn't do.
But you have been forgiven
And now at last you're free.
So won't you come and take my hand
And share my life with me?
Author believed to be
David Romano
When tomorrow starts without me,
And I'm not there to see,
If the sun should rise and find your eyes
all filled with tears for me,
I wish so much you wouldn't cry
The way you did today,
While thinking of the many things,
We didn't get to say.
I know how much you love me,
As much as I love you,
and each time that you think of me,
I know you'll miss me too.
But when tomorrow starts without me,
Please try to understand,
That an angel came and called my name,
And took me by the hand,
and said my place was ready,
In heaven far above,
And that I'd have to leave behind
All those I dearly love.
But as I turned to walk away,
A tear fell from my eye
For all my life, I'd always thought,
I didn't want to die.
I had so much to live for,
So much left yet to do,
It seemed almost impossible,
That I was leaving you.
I thought of all the yesterdays
The good ones and the bad,
I thought of all the love we shared,
and all the fun we had
If I could re-live yesterday
Just even for a while,
I'd say good-bye and kiss you
And maybe see you smile.
But then I fully realized,
That this could never be,
For emptiness and memories,
would take the place of me.
And when I thought of worldly things,
I might miss come tomorrow,
I thought of you, and when I did,
My heart was filled with sorrow.
But when I walked through heaven's gates,
I felt so much at home
When God looked down and smiled at me,
From His great golden throne.
He said, "This is eternity,
And all I've promised you."
Today your life on earth is past,
But here life starts anew
I promise no tomorrow,
But today will always last,
And since each day's the same way
There's no longing for the past.
You have been so faithful,
So trusting and so true.
Though there were times
You did some things
You knew you shouldn't do.
But you have been forgiven
And now at last you're free.
So won't you come and take my hand
And share my life with me?
So when tomorrow starts without me,
Don't think we're far apart,
For every time you think of me,
I'm right here, in your heart
Don't think we're far apart,
For every time you think of me,
I'm right here, in your heart
Angel
Full Member
You to me are everything - for my wonderful husband, written by me
You to me are everything
Your the thoughts that invade my head
When I'm curled up in my bed
Your the stars that shine so bright
Twinkling, sparkling with wonderous delight
Your the early morning dew
Feeding my earth anew
Your the butterfly in my tummy
Fluttering away, turning, yearning
Your the smile upon my face
When I think of our special place
Your the flames of a roaring fire
Glowing with passion and desire
Your that first tender touch
That means so very much
Your the bubbles in my tub
Cleansing my body and giving me a rub
Your the tickles in my favourite spot
Making me tingle and flush red hot
Your my favourite song
Singing to my soul
Your my kindred spirit
Who I never want to let go
Your the swim in the river
On a baking hot day
And the warm nurturing blanket
In the months of may
You to me are everything.
You to me are everything
Your the thoughts that invade my head
When I'm curled up in my bed
Your the stars that shine so bright
Twinkling, sparkling with wonderous delight
Your the early morning dew
Feeding my earth anew
Your the butterfly in my tummy
Fluttering away, turning, yearning
Your the smile upon my face
When I think of our special place
Your the flames of a roaring fire
Glowing with passion and desire
Your that first tender touch
That means so very much
Your the bubbles in my tub
Cleansing my body and giving me a rub
Your the tickles in my favourite spot
Making me tingle and flush red hot
Your my favourite song
Singing to my soul
Your my kindred spirit
Who I never want to let go
Your the swim in the river
On a baking hot day
And the warm nurturing blanket
In the months of may
You to me are everything.
God, I Miss my Mind
OMG, we have been sorting some of the attic today. Found childhood photos of me
Something that I've hidden away and not seen for about 30 years Not quiet ready to face them yet, but brought them down and maybe shortly it will be time to put face some more memories.
Anyway....found a funny poem amongst it all
God, I Miss my Mind
Just a line to say I'm living,
That I'm not amongst the dead,
Though I'm getting more forgetful,
And mixed up in the head.
I've got used to my arthritis,
To my dentures I'm resigned,
I can cope with my bifocals,
But - oh God - I miss my mind.
Sometimes I can't remember,
When I'm standing by the stairs,
If I should be going up for something,
Or have I just come down from there?
And before the fridge so often,
My mind is full of doubt,
Now did I just put some food away,
Or come to take some out?
If it's not my turn to write dear,
I hope you won't get sore,
I may think I have written,
And don't want to be a bore.
So remember I do love you,
And wish that you lived near,
And now it's time to mail this,
And to say goodbye my dear.
At last I stand beside the mailbox,
And my face - it sure is red,
Instead of posting this to you -
I've opened it instead!
--Author Unknown
OMG, we have been sorting some of the attic today. Found childhood photos of me
Something that I've hidden away and not seen for about 30 years
Not quiet ready to face them yet, but brought them down and maybe shortly it will be time to put face some more memories.Anyway....found a funny poem amongst it all
God, I Miss my Mind
Just a line to say I'm living,
That I'm not amongst the dead,
Though I'm getting more forgetful,
And mixed up in the head.
I've got used to my arthritis,
To my dentures I'm resigned,
I can cope with my bifocals,
But - oh God - I miss my mind.
Sometimes I can't remember,
When I'm standing by the stairs,
If I should be going up for something,
Or have I just come down from there?
And before the fridge so often,
My mind is full of doubt,
Now did I just put some food away,
Or come to take some out?
If it's not my turn to write dear,
I hope you won't get sore,
I may think I have written,
And don't want to be a bore.
So remember I do love you,
And wish that you lived near,
And now it's time to mail this,
And to say goodbye my dear.
At last I stand beside the mailbox,
And my face - it sure is red,
Instead of posting this to you -
I've opened it instead!
--Author Unknown
You to me are everything - for my wonderful husband, written by me
You to me are everything
Your the thoughts that invade my head
When I'm curled up in my bed
Your the stars that shine so bright
Twinkling, sparkling with wonderous delight
Your the early morning dew
Feeding my earth anew
Your the butterfly in my tummy
Fluttering away, turning, yearning
Your the smile upon my face
When I think of our special place
Your the flames of a roaring fire
Glowing with passion and desire
Your that first tender touch
That means so very much
Your the bubbles in my tub
Cleansing my body and giving me a rub
Your the tickles in my favourite spot
Making me tingle and flush red hot
Your my favourite song
Singing to my soul
Your my kindred spirit
Who I never want to let go
Your the swim in the river
On a baking hot day
And the warm nurturing blanket
In the months of may
You to me are everything.
Beautiful poem Angel, well done, your love for your husband just ozones out of it.
Love Mini xxx
bondgirl
Member
I've just had to take my 11 yr old daughter to the police station and watch her video evidence(she was exposed too) i just had to write this for her.
You’re so strong I just had to say
Watching you made me so proud today
Angry you have to be so brave
Its not fair and I want to make you feel safe.
I hope you’re seen by all who criticise
See how loyal, courageous and strong you are and not only in my eyes
A child who should be happy out playing
Not someone who fears backlash for the truth you are saying.
I’m your mum and supposed to protect you from all
But the nastiness of the world means you have to play ball
You’re courage and strenght put many to shame
Believe me you’re not in any way to blame.
You’ve proved how valuable a real friend you are
For to protect your friend you’ve had to come this far
For those who doubted I just have to say
You’re my honest brave daughter who makes me proud everyday.
I love her so much and I am so proud of her
You’re so strong I just had to say
Watching you made me so proud today
Angry you have to be so brave
Its not fair and I want to make you feel safe.
I hope you’re seen by all who criticise
See how loyal, courageous and strong you are and not only in my eyes
A child who should be happy out playing
Not someone who fears backlash for the truth you are saying.
I’m your mum and supposed to protect you from all
But the nastiness of the world means you have to play ball
You’re courage and strenght put many to shame
Believe me you’re not in any way to blame.
You’ve proved how valuable a real friend you are
For to protect your friend you’ve had to come this far
For those who doubted I just have to say
You’re my honest brave daughter who makes me proud everyday.
I love her so much and I am so proud of her
