Category: Poetry

Life #EnglishPoetry

LIFE, believe, is not a dream So dark as sages say; Oft a little morning rain Foretells a pleasant day. Sometimes there are clouds of gloom, But these are transient all; If the shower...

Fire #AustralianPoetry

This life that we call our own Is neither strong nor free; A flame in the wind of death, It trembles ceaselessly. And this all we can do To use our little light Before,...

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I was in the shower this morning singing a tune, Old Man by Neil Young, and was thinking how song lyrics and verses have a lot in common with poetry. Then I started thinking...