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Simple, Seldom and Sad
Simple, seldom and sad
We are;
Alone on the Halibut Hills
Afar,
With sweet mad Expressions
Of old
Strangely beautiful
So we're told
By the Creatures that Move
In the sky
And Die
On the night when the Dead Trees
Prance and Cry.
Sensitive, seldom and sad -
Sensitive, seldom and sad -
Simple, seldom and sad
Are we
When we take our path
To the purple sea -
With mad, sweet Expressions
Of Yore,
Strangely beautiful,
Yea, and More
On the Night of all Nights
When the sky
Streams by
In rags, while the Dead Trees
Prance and Cry,
sensitive, seldom and sad -
sensitive, seldom and sad.
poem by Mervyn Peake
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Trees that are frequently transplanted rarely thrive.
Transplanted
Should I leave these changing skies
where burn will not when passing die,
so softly uttered last parting sigh?
Eyes head so tired cannot rest
oft times so hard decide what’s best.
I find now here I cannot stay
my home so distant left, so far away.
I find now here that I was wrong
now stranded body do not belong.
I find now here some culture’s grate
not all lament the fact, can relate.
Transplanted persons like transplanted trees
conditions climate, not all fit, adjust suitably.
Transpose we can the natural order
consider effect created within foreign border.
Grafted thoughts, ideas, like species
may grow strong.
Others wither fade in certain seasons,
cannot belong.
A gentle spirit, a wild thing, cannot confine.
To imprison such so wrong don’t ever bind.
For that which is gone is gone forever.
Price paid in due time, still returns not ever.
poem by Terence George Craddock
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He who will not prosper in his sleep will not prosper when awake.
The meadows.
The green velvety grass land,
Sway back and forth with band,
I am a seed with the woody gene,
Dispersed in various meadows of greens,
Alpine is so steep with pride and intelligence,
Even I sprout and can't hold the terrain,
Elevated people may have the wisdom,
Trees seldom find solace in such stardom.
Prairies are my next target,
Where I want to try my luck,
Caught with notorious angry wildfire,
Thirsty drought, no life tree can prosper.
When coastal meadows are full of salty sweats,
The desert meadows are hot tempered,
Wet meadows are full of river of tears,
Not compatible for me to grow and fruit.
Not suitable for me to have life and laughter.
poem by Veeraiyah Subbulakshmi
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Seldom, very seldom, does complete truth belong to any human disclosure; seldom can it happen that something is not a little disguised, or a little mistaken.
Jane Austen in Emma
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Quick To Adapt To Please
Always humbling it is,
To acknowledge the scent of flowers.
No matter where they go to bud and grow,
Or become transplanted...
The flowers, the trees, birds and bees,
Seem to be committed,
To their identities.
But we as human beings,
Seek to impress...
Whomever addresses,
Our differences.
And quick to adapt to please,
Many of us do!
To camouflage the truth of our existence.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Treason doth never prosper, what's the reason? For if it prosper, none dare call it Treason.
quote by John Harington
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Treason doth never prosper: what's the reason? Why if it prosper, none dare call it treason.
A tree often transplanted neither grows nor thrives.
A tree often transplanted is never loaded with fruit.
Love is like a rice plant; transplanted, it can grow elsewhere.
Love is like young rice: transplanted, still it grows.
Afraid To Love
So seldom does she think of love
and seldom does she want to.
It isn't that she's cold or bad,
it's that she cannot hold you.
If she were to allow herself
to hunger for your kiss,
her heart would be like jelly
and many beats would miss.
So seldom she allows herself
this pleasure and this pain
for she would surely die for love
and cannot take the strain.
If you would promise faithfully
to be her true, true friend.
To comfort her and cherish her
and be there at her end.
But life is such a fickle beast
and even though she cares.
She cannot, no she dare not
offer love and be ensnared.
poem by Ruth Walters
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Laws too gentle are seldom obeyed; too severe, seldom executed.
quote by Benjamin Franklin
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Anger is seldom without argument but seldom with a good one.
quote by Lord Halifax
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