Nature abhors a vacuum, and if I can only walk with sufficient carelessness I am sure to be filled.
quote by Henry David Thoreau
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Vacuums
Nature abhors vacuum.
Neglects caused by ones
Are filled up by some.
Love denied by a man
Is supplied by some.
Nature abhors vacuum.
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Nature abhors a vacuum. When a head lacks brains, nature fills it with conceit.
Nature abhors a vacuum.
quote by Francois Rabelais
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There was a time
when a filled up space of sorrow
a jigsaw of mixed emotions
cried for emptiness
more tolerable than pain
but nothing is...just that
nothing
horrifying vacuum space
which is why
some people choose...pain
and when they get too much of it
some people choose...vacuum
pain...vacuum...pain...vacuum
there is a time for a smile as well?
poem by Miroslava Odalovic
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Humanity abhors, above all things, a vacuum in itself, and your class will be cut off from humanity as the surgeon cuts the cancer and alien growth from the body.
quote by James Larkin
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If we walk some miles
If we walk some miles
will it be sufficient
to put little smiles
on the face of some children?
If we walk a thousand miles
will it be sufficient
to put little smiles
on the face of a thousand children?
Gulu Walk/Ugandan Embassy, Washington DC-US
October 22nd,2005
Just as there is a lower carelessness which means death to the soul, so there is a higher carelessness which is the supreme gift of religion. We must all at length rest back upon God.
quote by W.E. Orchard
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From Our Every Walk In Nature
From our every walk in Nature we learn every day
And though many of her secrets from us she hides away
She often does surprise us she always surprises me
And every day in Nature there's something new to see
Some of the birds of Nature we know them by their song
The white backed magpie and the blackbird and the pied currawong
Sparrows chirping on the bushes as on the path you walk along
Yes even by their voices one should not get them wrong
I've learned much from Nature and my wonder of her grow
And yet so little of her ways I know that I do know
Yet in my every walk in Nature and they've not been a few
I never fail to feel amazed and learn something new
The honeyeaters chirping on the flowering bushes by the pathway
And for a walk in Nature it is a pleasant day.
poem by Francis Duggan
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Nature abhors annihilation.
quote by Marcus Tullius Cicero
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Jealousy gender specific
Man wants to be a woman puller;
Else, he becomes a womanizer.
Yet he abhors other men for this.
Woman wants to be a temptress;
Else, she becomes liberal in chats.
Yet she abhors other women for this.
Jealousy breeds in the same gender.
31.08.2010
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Astonishing Forest
Where the house filled with living
The house continuously giving
Where the house filled with nature
The house filled with adventure
Anything can survive
With the nature it provides
Where the house filled with grass
The house filled with hedges, bushes and plants
Canopy trees be it rain or shine
Will be there for you at any time
Where the green house filled with fresh air
Will shelter you in the heavy rain
O the house of beauty
O the house of sound
So much variety is yet to be found
poem by Sehar Zaman
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Nature abhors a virgin - a frozen asset.
quote by Clare Boothe Luce
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A Country Path in Late Spring
The path of mossy ground nestled
In between maternal hedgerows,
That overgrew atop, dimming down
The brilliance of the day.
Embosomed, a calm-cool vision –
Abstract takes of nature, in
Leaf-spattered green shades;
Stem-speckled brown hues;
Shards of sunlight percolating
Through the random flaws to
Up glittering sprites upon the leaves.
And avian chatter bounced along the burrow,
Smattered by the crosstalk
Of busybody insects;
But outside the green comfort zone,
Other worlds of other sounds of other life
Otherwise gave a hint of
Other dozy goings on.
Hawthorn filled the air,
Filled the nose,
Filled the head –
Pungency had overpowered all –
Gave the late-spring-early-summer haze.
Here and there a break of colour:
Odd bluebells – escapees from nearby woods –
Blue-blushing bell faces glancing down,
Aware of their erectness in the stem;
The flaming wing of red admirals
Broke through a hedge hole to
Break up the calm backdrop,
While flitting blue tits gave
To greater-bodied animation.
Nature’s warm narration –
The undertones of life.
Copyright © Mark R Slaughter 2010
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poem by Mark R Slaughter
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The Feet of Justice
the feet of justice
walk these barren grounds
occasionally getting a sliver
or a rock between the toes
my feet of carelessness
on the other hand
float above the ground
never worrying about the slivers
or the rocks
justice shall be discarded
so that the slivers
and rocks
of our world may be discarded
and we may all unite
in a unity of carelessness
the world would be a better place
full of happier people
and those old and wise
those like me
would know that we had made the world
a better place
for humanity
and ourselves
poem by Gerald Flippinhanger
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Country Walking
I walked a league and o'er the moor;
I walked and walked as ne’er before,
And on to walk from dale to hill
And on again to claim the thrill.
Behold! that walking does for me:
The senses heightened, mind of glee,
While rolling vistas pass me by
To swell the heart, enthrall the eye.
Copyright © Mark R Slaughter 2009
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poem by Mark R Slaughter
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Many have argued that a vacuum does not exist, others claim it exists only with difficulty in spite of the repugnance of nature; I know of no one who claims it easily exists without any resistance from nature.
quote by Evangelista Torricelli
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Politics hates a vacuum. If it isn't filled with hope, someone will fill it with fear.
quote by Naomi Klein
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As I ventured to the Wood
As I ventured to the wood,
I stopped to draw on dewy air; let
Droplets shimmer in my hair, that
Rested on my tranquil head – as
In a sense of cosy bed.
As I ventured to the wood,
A gesturing cuckoo perched above,
And then in song with cooing dove,
‘You're welcome’, bade he, ’Enter please
To roam our land with gentle breeze.’
As I ventured to the wood,
A fallow deer of limpid eye
Gave care to glance at lucky I.
The heavenly aura 'bout her glow had
Charmed me, like a fine Bordeaux.
As I ventured to the wood,
A dazzling flower waved her face
In blazing show of dance and chase, and
Reddened bright in shade of dawn, she
Flirted like a prancing fawn.
As I ventured to the wood,
A butterfly had graced my arm,
And knowing I bid him no harm, he
Splayed for me hypnotic wing in
Colours for to urge me sing!
As I ventured to the wood,
The radiant sun shone down on me.
He flushed and beamed ‘I say to thee,
You bless your land; be filled with pride, and
Cherish e’er yon countryside! ’
Copyright © Mark R Slaughter 2009
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I am a leader by default, only because nature does not allow a vacuum.
quote by Desmond Tutu
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