Quotes about lessen, page 11
To the Fair Clarinda
Fair lovely Maid, or if that Title be
Too weak, too Feminine for Nobler thee,
Permit a Name that more Approaches Truth:
And let me call thee, Lovely Charming Youth.
This last will justifie my soft complaint,
While that may serve to lessen my constraint;
And without Blushes I the Youth persue,
When so much beauteous Woman is in view.
Against thy Charms we struggle but in vain
With thy deluding Form thou giv'st us pain,
While the bright Nymph betrays us to the Swain.
In pity to our Sex sure thou wer't sent,
That we might Love, and yet be Innocent:
For sure no Crime with thee we can commit;
Or if we shou'd - thy Form excuses it.
For who, that gathers fairest Flowers believes
A Snake lies hid beneath the Fragrant Leaves.
Though beauteous Wonder of a different kind,
Soft Cloris with the dear Alexis join'd;
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Water Birth.....21
Squirming body pulsating pushing contracting
Doused
Lukewarm water shares space with beads of sweat
Smiles grimace through drips
Eyes dart for courage
For clocks, daylight, trees breathing in the after thoughts of summer
Uniforms smile
Comforting words thrown futile against the wall of regret
'i want to go home! ' is thrown in useless hope
That the pain may lessen
Alleviate
Be passed on to the man she holds responsible in her moment of desperate
Mind loss
Pride is gone
All she wants is to squeeze through the taunt tunnel of Hell
A greedy inhalation of gas
Softens the edges
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poem by Karen Sinclair
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A grief ago
'There is no grief
which time does not lessen
or soften' -
so said Cicero, a man so often right;
a Stoic, those for whom
all life presents a lesson
to be learned from,
and then, to move on from..
But I wonder about all this:
is grief ever lessened or softened?
Is it not, perhaps, overlaid
in our so various ways?
For some, grief framed and falsified
to ease that grief;
For some, like hyacinths and crocus bulbs,
left in a dark cupboard in the autumn of our grief
to respond to time, and
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poem by Michael Shepherd
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A Poetry For Loneliness...
when you are lonely
you are lonely
both inside and outside
by your own psychological expertise
you may not show it
and they do not notice it
they are busy too
with anything to conceal their own
and play games with you
late at night
you continue the guessing game
those tricks
and treats
and indeed you are all lonely
and you drink the wine to put some redness on your face and
skin
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poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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The 'Potential' For Greatness IS There
If a greatness is indeed appreciated,
Wouldn't it take more than one to satiate the taste?
It would lessen the propaganda.
And the hype of it would not be faked.
'Well...
Okay.
Let me say...
The 'potential' for greatness is there.'
mmm...
That makes the taste of it easier to take,
Somehow.
That way,
My expectations aren't set so high.
And I can determine what is given,
More delicious than it is!
You get my point?
'I think so.
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poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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I Am in Love
I m glad it makes you feel tough and big
when you humiliate me, glad you think you
grow in stature when you turn upon me
Only sad thing is I m not a worthy opponent
I sincerely believe that bullying me reflects
negatively, luckily my words have no value
My ideas are lacklustre and boring in your
exalted eyes, you have weighed me in the
balance of your opinion, found me wanting
I have learnt to happily desist from trying to
tell you anything, such sacrilege has been
destroyed totally; in spite of what you do
My core is sweet, filled with ideals, books and
dreams, I fill my cup at the fount of the best
thinkers and teachers I find, I live my life
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Goodby: Narcissus
Good-bye, I’m leaving you where you belong…
Only your reflection in mirror you see, while
I wander through the forest in fear alone,
So absorbed are you in your self …
You can’t see me soaking in my spume
Now I leave you alone in your own
I’m also saying goodbye to your flattering face:
Self –aggrandizement, warped self-worth, and
Other unknown things your base
In tears and a sadden heart, alone
I leave you in your own place
Good-bye to the love we’ve shared
I know it’s my life alone I must face
Too, I’m left by the riverbank nearby
a cabin in the woods by a stream
of clear water to drink in your face.
Instead, I listen to early birds awakening the day
Instead, I rest in this scared place in the cool breeze
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Without Prior Notification
For quite a few.
And an unsuspecting many,
It is more important to sustain,
The maintenance of an image...
Than it is to welcome the times we live.
Straining with a drain on false presentations shown,
That gets less cost effective for those who do it.
With a keeping of a preference list.
And for the rest trying to digest what is going on,
To address the speed of changes...
With a leaving behind being defensive about anything,
Seems for them to be more pragmatic and meaningful...
In days where it pays to be observant,
To one's own problematic spending habits.
Increasing with each pinch of a useless penny.
Instead of attempting to make impressions.
Decisions, decisions, decisions!
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The Robin
MY old Welsh neighbor over the way
Crept slowly out in the sun of spring,
Pushed from her ears the locks of gray,
And listened to hear the robin sing.
Her grandson, playing at marbles, stopped,
And, cruel in sport as boys will be,
Tossed a stone at the bird, who hopped
From bough to bough in the apple-tree.
'Nay!' said the grandmother; 'have you not heard,
My poor, bad boy! of the fiery pit,
And how, drop by drop, this merciful bird
Carries the water that quenches it?
'He brings cool dew in his little bill,
And lets it fall on the souls of sin
You can see the mark on his red breast still
Of fires that scorch as he drops it in.
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Faith in God
No matter how things stay, God controls still!
No matter how gloomy, His Will is done;
No matter how things are, our faith must grow;
No matter how end comes, the Son will reign!
However stormy be the seas of life,
God brings the calm, and dawns a newer day!
However little joy or utter strife,
All things are transient, until God's Day!
But faith in God decides our successes;
It should not dwindle or lessen with time;
God forgives transgressions and excesses;
He wants our life on earth to be sublime!
None know the harvest-time for God's vineyard;
None know the needs of labourers till then;
God expects all to till His land and sow;
The greatest work man does is gain heaven!
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