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#168434 2 years, 3 months ago
Carpe Diem by Robert Frost

Age saw two quiet children
Go loving by at twilight,
He knew not whether homeward,
Or outward from the village,
Or (chimes were ringing) churchward,
He waited (they were strangers)
Till they were out of hearing
To bid them both be happy.
"Be happy, happy, happy,
And seize the day of pleasure."
The age-long theme is Age's.
'Twas Age imposed on poems
Their gather-roses burden
To warn against the danger
That overtaken lovers
From being overflooded
With happiness should have it.
And yet not know they have it.
But bid life seize the present?
It lives less in the present
Than in the future always,
And less in both together
Than in the past. The present
Is too much for the senses,
Too crowding, too confusing—
Too present to imagine.


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#168440 2 years, 3 months ago
The Day They Busted the Grateful Dead
by Richard Brautigan

The day they busted the Grateful Dead
rain stormed against San Francisco
like hot swampy scissors cutting Justice
into the evil clothes that alligators wear.

The day they busted the Grateful Dead
was like a flight of winged alligators
carefully measuring marble with black
rubber telescopes.

The day they busted the Grateful Dead
turned like the wet breath of alligators
blowing up balloons the size of the
Hall of Justice.
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#170283 2 years, 3 months ago
In memory of D12

The Eagle
by Lord Alfred Tennyson

He clasps the crag with crooked hands;
Close to the sun in lonely lands,
Ringed with the azure world, he stands.

The wrinkled sea beneath him crawls;
He watches from his mountain walls,
And like a thunderbolt he falls.






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I can't come down, it's plain to see.
I can't come down, I've been set free.
Who you are, and what you do,
don't make no difference to me.
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#178953 2 years, 2 months ago
MIDSUMMER

Ella Wheeler Wilcox [1850-1919]

After the May time and after the June time
Rare with blossoms and perfume sweet,
Cometh the round world's royal noon time,
The red midsummer of blazing heat,
When the sun, like an eye that never closes,
Bends on the earth its fervid gaze,
And the winds are still, and the crimson roses
Droop and wither and die in its rays.

Unto my heart has come this season,
O, my lady, my worshiped one,
When, over the stars of Pride and Reason,
Sails Love's cloudless, noonday sun.
Like a great red ball in my bosom burning
With fires that nothing can quench or tame,
It glows till my heart itself seems turning
Into a liquid lake of flame.

The hopes half shy and the sighs all tender,
The dreams and fears of an earlier day,
Under the noontide's royal splendor,
Droop like roses, and wither away.
From the hills of Doubt no winds are blowing,
From the isles of Pain no breeze is sent, -
Only the sun in a white heat glowing
Over an ocean of great content.

Sink, O my soul, in this golden glory!
Die, O my heart, in thy rapture-swoon!
For the Autumn must come with its mournful story.
And Love's midsummer will fade too soon.




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I can't come down, it's plain to see.
I can't come down, I've been set free.
Who you are, and what you do,
don't make no difference to me.
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#178955 2 years, 2 months ago
365
By Jack Buck

When someone asks you your favorite sport
And you answer Baseball in a blink
There are certain qualities you must possess
And you're more attached than you think.
In the frozen grip of winter
I'm sure you'll agree with me
Not a day goes by without someone
Talking baseball to some degree.
The calendar flips on New Year's Day
The Super Bowl comes and it goes
Get the other sports out of the way
The green grass and the fever grows.
It's time to pack a bag and take a trip
To Arizona or the Sunshine State
Perhaps you can't go, but there's the radio
So you listen-you root-you wait.
They start the campaign, pomp and pageantry reign
You claim the pennant on Opening Day


From April till fall
You follow the bouncing white ball
Your team is set to go all the way.
They fall short of the series
You have a case of the "wearies"
And need as break from the game
But when Christmas bells jingle
You feel that old tingle
And you're ready for more of the same.
It will be hot dogs for dinner
Six months of heaven, a winner
Yes, Baseball has always been it.
You would amaze all your friends
If they knew to what ends
You'd go for a little old hit.
The best times you're had
Have been with your Mom and your Dad
And a bat and a ball and a glove.

From the first time you played
Till the last time you prayed
It's been a simple matter of love.
"Got any nails?"
"No!"
"Got any flies?"
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#180631 2 years, 2 months ago
Been reading more now that's tour is over. I've decided I like Amy Lowell a lot, a strong woman with attitude. According to her bio, she smoked cigars constantly, saying they lasted longer than cigarettes.


To a Friend by Amy Lowell (1874-1925)

I ask but one thing of you, only one,
That always you will be my dream of you;
That never shall I wake to find untrue
All this I have believed and rested on,
Forever vanished, like a vision gone
Out into the night. Alas, how few
There are who strike in us a chord we knew
Existed, but so seldom heard its tone
We tremble at the half-forgotten sound.
The world is full of rude awakenings
And heaven-born castles shattered to the ground,
Yet still our human longing vainly clings
To a belief in beauty through all wrongs.
O stay your hand, and leave my heart its songs!




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#182942 2 years, 2 months ago
Warm Summer Sun

by Mark Twain

Warm summer sun,
Shine kindly here,
Warm southern wind,
Blow softly here.
Green sod above,
Lie light, lie light.
Good night, dear heart,
Good night, good night.




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I can't come down, I've been set free.
Who you are, and what you do,
don't make no difference to me.
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#184199 2 years, 2 months ago
Written by David Crosby, for Jerry's 70th Birthday. Because we're all missing him today.


Cause I'm Missing Him Tonight

If I had to pick one of us to speak for us all
He would have done the job well
Coming from some crazy angle
He'd have known which story to tell
he'd tell the truth about real music
he knew the truth long before he fell

His fingers would touch his guitar neck
My axe would be pressed to my chest
A chord and a melody would walk in the door
Closely followed by all of the rest
Magic and tragic and triumph and storm
and all the things we had sought on our quest

You get your ego out of the way of your hearts
The whole becomes greater than the sum of the parts

A sort of field pops into existence
Everything lifts off the ground
You know that you're doing what you were born to do
That you're using the gift that you've found
To create some lift and break all the chains
with which all our people are bound

he did it for all the right reasons
and made all of our mistakes
a more human man you could not find
an accelerator without the brakes
but he had the brains and the heart and the spirit
Garcia really had what it takes



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#186366 2 years, 2 months ago
Today the world’s oldest commissioned warship will sail under its own power for just the second time in more than a century. The U.S.S. Constitution will be tugged from its berth today and out into the main deepwater pathway of Boston Harbor. This event commemorates the battle in which she won her famous nickname “Old Ironsides.” The historic naval engagement against the British frigate HMS Guerriere took place on August 19, 1812, exactly 200 years ago today.

The Constitution and the Guerriere

It oft-times has been told, that the British seamen bold Could flog the tars of France so neat and handy, Oh! But they never met their match, till the Yankees did them catch Oh, the Yankee boys for fighting are the dandy, Oh.

The Guerriere, a frigate bold, on the foaming ocean rolled Commanded by proud Dacres, the grandee, Oh! With as choice a British crew as ever a rammer drew Could flog the Frenchmen two to one so handy, Oh!

When the frigate hove in view, says proud Dacres to his crew, "Come clear the ship for action and be handy, Oh! To the weather-gage, boys, get her." And to make his men fight better Gave them to drink, gunpowder mixed with brandy, Oh!

Then Dacres loudly cries, "Make this Yankee ship your prize, You can in thirty minutes, neat and handy, Oh! Twenty-five's enough, I'm sure, and if you'll do it in a score I'll treat you to a double share of brandy, Oh!"

The British shot flew hot, Which the Yankees answered not Till they got within the distrance they called handy, Oh! "Now," says Hull unto his crew, "Let us see what we can do, If we take this boasting Briton we're the dandy, Oh!"

The first broadside we poured carried her mainmast by the board Which made this lofty frigate look abandoned, Oh! Then Dacres shook his head, and to his officers said, "Lord! I didn't think those Yankees were so handy, Oh!"

Our secon told so well that their fore and mizzen fell, Which doused the royal ensign neat and handy, Oh! "By George!" says he, "We're done!" And they fired a lee gun While the Yankees struck up Yankee Doodle Dandy, Oh!

Then Dacres came on board to deliver up his sword. Tho'loth was he to part with it, it was so handy, Oh! "Oh! Keep your sword," says Hull, "For it only makes you dull, Cheer up, and let us have a little brandy, Oh!

Now, fill your glasses full, and we'll drink to captain hull And so merrily we'll push around the brandy, Oh! Johnny Bull may boast his fill, let the world say what it will, The Yankee boys for fighting are the dandy, Oh!
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#186367 2 years, 2 months ago
Old Ironsides
by Oliver Wendell Holmes
September 16, 1830

Ay, tear her tattered ensign down!
Long has it waved on high,
And many an eye has danced to see
That banner in the sky;
Beneath it rung the battle shout,
And burst the cannon's roar;
The meteor of the ocean air
Shall sweep the clouds no more.

Her deck, once red with heroes' blood,
Where knelt the vanquished foe,
When winds were hurrying o'er the flood,
And waves were white below,
No more shall feel the victor's tread,
Or know the conquered knee;
The harpies of the shore shall pluck
The eagle of the sea!

Oh, better that her shattered bulk
Should sink beneath the wave;
Her thunders shook the mighty deep,
And there should be her grave;
Nail to the mast her holy flag,
Set every threadbare sail,
And give her to the god of storms,
The lightning and the gale!

 
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