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Crabbed Age and Youth
Cannot live together:
Youth is full of pleasance,
Age is full of care;
Tree at my window, window tree,
My sash is lowered when night comes on;
But let there never be curtain drawn
Between you and me.
As the Sun withdrew his rays from the garden, and the moon threw cushioned beams upon the flowers, I sat under the trees pondering upon the phenomena of the atmosphere, looking through the branches at the strewn stars which glittered like chips of silver upon a blue carpet; and I could hear from a distance the agitated murmur of the rivulet singing its way briskly into the valley.
The houses are haunted
By white night-gowns.
None are green,
Or purple with green rings,
I didn't go to church today,
I trust the Lord to understand.
The surf was swirling blue and white,
The children swirling on the sand.
A process in the weather of the heart
Turns damp to dry; the golden shot
Storms in the freezing tomb.
A weather in the quarter of the veins
Every old man I see
Reminds me of my father
When he had fallen in love with death
One time when sheaves were gathered.
The Breath Of Life
To smell The Sun
to feel The Wind
to breathe the Fresh Air from within
The force that through the green fuse drives the flower
Drives my green age; that blasts the roots of trees
Is my destroyer.
And I am dumb to tell the crooked rose
Under the greenwood tree
Who loves to lie with me,
And turn his merry note
Unto the sweet bird's throat,
Here on the Hard, you're welcome to pull up and stay;
there's a flat fee of a quid for parking all day.
And wandering over the dunes, who wouldn't die
The gates are chained, the barbed-wire fencing stands,
An iron authority against the snow,
And this grey monument to common sense
Resists the weather. Fears of idle hands,
The truth is dark under your eyelids.
What are you going to do about it?
The birds are silent; there's no one to ask.
All day long you'll squint at the gray sky.
The golden gates of Sleep unbar
Where Strength and Beauty, met together,
Kindle their image like a star
The mountain and the squirrel
Had a quarrel;
And the former called the latter "Little Prig."
The walls have come out of doors
Narrows are the passages, many are the footprints
On the steep rock where the sun lies half reclined
Jumping over one's shadow, falling headlong
Words paint a fragile picture of the dusk.
I think them to a poet far away.
The light shines dim upon my windowpane.
A few tears fall like blue rain in the mind.
In the blue sky just a few specks of gray
In the evening of a beautiful day
Though last night it rained and more rain on the way
And that more rain is needed 'twould be fair to say
She sits in the tawny vapour
That the City lanes have uprolled,
When everything turn against you
Only could be found is the only you
Why not lace your shoe, pick a race!
And leave the place with no trace
love can weather the rain
love don't back down
An all weather woman
Got good loving
All the time
My creativity and
my inspiration enjoy
the bad weather
The weather changes
can't hide how I feel.
can't make me deal.
weather used to be mild
weather used to fair
weather used to be gentle
now weather's gone viral
Baby I like the weather
the way it is
Baby I like the weather
the way it is
Chicago is just like the modern Antarctica with so much extremely cold weather.
Chicago is just like the modern Antarctica and this is not the summer time where people see feathers and hot weather but instead they see snowflakes, ice balls, in the lake, snowballs, and hail this weather is so irrate.
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