Aah Sarah!

“I Am Not Yours”
by Sarah Teasdale

I am not yours, not lost in you,
Not lost, although I long to be
Lost as a candle lit at noon,
Lost as a snowflake in the sea.

You love me, and I find you still
A spirit beautiful and bright,
Yet I am I, who long to be
Lost as a light is lost in light.

Oh plunge me deep in love — put out
My senses, leave me deaf and blind,
Swept by the tempest of your love,
A taper in a rushing wind.

Fire and Ice

Fire and Ice
by Robert Lee Frost

Some say the world will end in fire;
Some say in ice.
From what I’ve tasted of desire
I hold with those who favor fire.
But if it had to perish twice,
I think I know enough of hate
To know that for destruction ice
Is also great
And would suffice.

Going to press…

The wordpress experiment resumes. The most irregular (read lazy) blogger in the history of blogging strikes again. Okay, it would be wrong to even call me a blogger. I’m a blogger wannabe. I am too irregular even to be labelled that.

Let me see if I can resume being a regular at least now.

🙁

The Dreams of My Heart by Sarah Teasdale

The dreams of my heart and my mind pass,
Nothing stays with me long,
But I have had from a child
The deep solace of song;

If that should ever leave me,
Let me find death and stay
With things whose tunes are played out and forgotten
Like the rain of yesterday.