One Of My Favorite Quotes -
"Money is merely a tool of wealth, not wealth itself." - Rob Sanford
One Of My Favorite Poems -
Phenomenal Woman
-Maya Angelou-
Pretty women wonder where my secret lies.
I'm not cute or built to suit a fashion model's size
But when I start to tell them,
They think I'm telling lies.
I say,
It's in the reach of my arms
The span of my hips,
The stride of my step,
The curl of my lips.
I'm a woman
Phenomenally.
Phenomenal woman,
That's me.
I walk into a room
Just as cool as you please,
And to a man,
The fellows stand or
Fall down on their knees.
Then they swarm around me,
A hive of honey bees.
I say,
It's the fire in my eyes,
And the flash of my teeth,
The swing in my waist,
And the joy in my feet.
I'm a woman
Phenomenally.
Phenomenal woman,
That's me.
Men themselves have wondered
What they see in me.
They try so much
But they can't touch
My inner mystery.
When I try to show them
They say they still can't see.
I say,
It's in the arch of my back,
The sun of my smile,
The ride of my breasts,
The grace of my style.
I'm a woman
Phenomenally.
Phenomenal woman,
That's me.
Now you understand
Just why my head's not bowed.
I don't shout or jump about
Or have to talk real loud.
When you see me passing
It ought to make you proud.
I say,
It's in the click of my heels,
The bend of my hair,
the palm of my hand,
The need of my care,
'Cause I'm a woman
Phenomenally.
Phenomenal woman,
That's me.
2006-10-19 22:23:47
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answered by Narilka 3
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I love the poem you posted,has to be by far the best one I have heard lately. Favorite quote. "A dog is one of the remaining reasons why some people can be persuaded to go for a walk." ~O.A. Battista Favorite poem. Every dog must have a soul Somewhere deep inside Where all his hurts and grievances Are buried with his pride. Where he decides the good and bad, The wrong way from the right, And where his judgment carefully Is hidden from our sight. A dog must have a secret place Where every thought abides, A sort of close acquaintance that He trusts in and confides. And when accused unjustly for Himself, he cannot speak, Rebuked, he finds within his soul The comfort he must seek. He'll love, tho' he is unloved, And he'll serve tho' badly used, And one kind word will wipe away The times when he's abused. Altho' his heart may break in two His love will still be whole, Because God gave to every dog An understanding Soul! -Anonymous BQ:Simply Nourish:)
2016-05-22 04:39:28
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answered by ? 4
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Let us go then you and i, when the evening is spread out against the sky..... (T.S.Eliot, "The Love Song of J. Alfred Prufrock").
Life has loveliness to sell. (Sarah Teasdale).
Filling her compact & delicious body
with chicken páprika, she glanced at me
twice.
Fainting with interest, I hungered back
and only the fact of her husband & four other people
kept me from springing on her. (John Berryman, "Dream Song 4").
I've a neater, sweeter maiden in a cleaner, greener land!
(Rudyard Kipling, "On the Road to Mandalay"). One of the greatest insults ever written! And one of the more interesting thoughts, also from the same poem:
Ship me somewheres east of Suez, where the best is like the worst,
Where there aren't no Ten Commandments an' a man can raise a thirst;
And then not so sweet, is Kipling's comment on the War in Afghanistan:
When you're wounded and left on Afghanistan's plains,
And the women come out to cut up what remains,
Jest roll to your rifle and blow out your brains
An' go to your Gawd like a soldier.
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So-oldier of the Queen!
And then you must list the Poetry of Langston Hughes, and Stevie, and W.H Auden, and Shakespeare, amnd Browning (both of them), and especially James Wright, and Ezra Pound, and Nikki Giovanni, and Imamu Amiri Baraka, Sarah Teasdale, and Li Bai, Banana Yoshimoto, and Du Fu, and of course, Beowulf, and Seamus Heaney.
2006-10-19 22:37:36
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answered by Longshiren 6
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My Favourite poems-
Psalm of Life-H.W.Longfellow-It is such a beautiful poem about what is the real meaning of life.It gives us so much inspiration.
Ode to Duty-Wordsworth-It tells us to that duty should be done.Every line of this poem is so true in our lives.I think it really is for carefree youngsters.
My favourite Qoutes-
"A man who has no faults has precious little" -- Lord Shawcross
"The spoken word is like a sped arrow that cannot be replaced"
2006-10-19 23:25:26
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answered by The Bookworm 2
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I try to take one day at a time, but sometimes several days attack me at once
Give a man a fish, and you feed him for a day, teach a man to fish and you get rid of him on weekends
Day to day living can take years off your life
She was deeply honest as though, from an early age, she had been marinated in integrity
Humility is the sense you experience when you see yourself in a clothing store's three-way mirror
Happiness consists of two things - good health and a bad memory
A good reason to smile - every seven minutes of every day, someone in an aerobics class pulls a hamstring
2006-10-20 01:16:44
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answered by renclrk 7
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"Dulce Et Decorum Est" is my favourite poem by Wilfred Owen.
Bent double, like old beggars under sacks,
Knock-kneed, coughing like hags, we cursed through sludge,
Till on the haunting flares we turned our backs
And towards our distant rest began to trudge.
Men marched asleep. Many had lost their boots
But limped on, blood-shod. All went lame; all blind;
Drunk with fatigue; deaf even to the hoots
Of tired, outstripped Five-Nines that dropped behind.
Gas! Gas! Quick, boys! – An ecstasy of fumbling,
Fitting the clumsy helmets just in time;
But someone still was yelling out and stumbling,
And flound'ring like a man in fire or lime . . .
Dim, through the misty panes and thick green light,
As under a green sea, I saw him drowning.
In all my dreams, before my helpless sight,
He plunges at me, guttering, choking, drowning.
If in some smothering dreams you too could pace
Behind the wagon that we flung him in,
And watch the white eyes writhing in his face,
His hanging face, like a devil's sick of sin;
If you could hear, at every jolt, the blood
Come gargling from the froth-corrupted lungs,
Obscene as cancer, bitter as the cud
Of vile, incurable sores on innocent tongues,
My friend, you would not tell with such high zest
To children ardent for some desperate glory,
The old Lie; Dulce et Decorum est
Pro patria mori.
My favourite quote is, "I told you I was ill" - Spike Milligan's grave inscription.
2006-10-19 22:28:04
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answered by Witchywoo 4
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My favourite quote is from Life As A House, written by Mark Andrus. "What you think you know, doesnt necessarily have much to do with reality".
2006-10-19 23:45:14
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answered by exquisite pianist 3
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Quote: As you slide down the bannisters of life may the splinters never point in your direction
2006-10-19 23:41:29
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answered by D8411 5
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well ...let's see....oh yeah...we'll write the best in this collaborative "think tank"...I'll go 1st...lol
I have a poem of my own
Although I'm alone with all
It is mine the home.....
your turn .... have fun
2006-10-19 22:11:16
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answered by bobbynosredna 1
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honey get off the cross...somebody else needs the wood. -Dolly Parton.
2006-10-19 22:05:49
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answered by Stephanie K 2
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