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2007-12-18 11:28:21 · 4 answers · asked by Anonymous in Arts & Humanities Poetry

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Red and Black Days

by Robin Behn

Sometimes they would gather at the table,
the woman and the boy and the man
whose cheer lately had come to stay
along with the royal possibilities

a day of checkers afforded.
Crown me! the boy would say.
Kings and kings and kings.
The boy moved them forward

and back in space and time,
and sideways, and snake-like, and
like hopscotch and gazelles.
A little red fiefdom of his own design

with a side street for the underlings
to dwell in. The pauper population
growing, cheering! Tossing up
their thin black caps!

2007-12-21 02:43:59 · answer #1 · answered by Dancing Bee 6 · 1 0

Robert Frost (1874–1963). Mountain era. 1920. a million. the line no longer Taken 2 roads diverged in a yellow wood, And sorry i could no longer commute the two And be one vacationer, long I stood And regarded down one as far as i might desire to To the place it bent in the undergrowth; 5 Then took the different, as basically as honest, And having perhaps the greater suitable declare, simply by fact it became grassy and wanted positioned on; in spite of the shown fact that as for that the passing there Had worn them particularly with reference to the comparable, 10 And the two that morning the two lay In leaves no step had trodden black. Oh, I saved the 1st for yet another day! yet understanding how way leads directly to way, I doubted if I ought to ever come again. 15 I would be telling this with a sigh someplace an prolonged time and an prolonged time for this reason: 2 roads diverged in a wood, and that i— I took the single much less traveled by, And that has made each and all of the version.

2016-11-23 13:24:20 · answer #2 · answered by ? 4 · 0 0

Invictus
by William Ernest Henley; 1849-1903

Out of the night that covers me,
Black as the Pit from pole to pole,
I thank whatever gods may be
For my unconquerable soul.


In the fell clutch of circumstance
I have not winced nor cried aloud.
Under the bludgeonings of chance
My head is bloody, but unbowed.

Beyond this place of wrath and tears
Looms but the horror of the shade,
And yet the menace of the years
Finds, and shall find me, unafraid.

It matters not how strait the gate,
How charged with punishments the scroll,
I am the master of my fate;
I am the captain of my soul.

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2007-12-18 14:48:17 · answer #3 · answered by ari-pup 7 · 0 0

Sister in Crime
by: Ellaine Hernandez

Through tears, fights and through smiles
I knew everything would be alright
Through love and hate betrayal and debate
For you I will always have faith

Being you sister as well as your bestfriend
I knew this relationship wouldn't end
By your side I will always stand, you'll stand by mine too.
Because that's what sisters do.

So no matter what happen with us in life
Through the wrong and all the rights
I'm her for you to be friend that is true
Cause I love you and that's what sisters do.

You always seem to remember all the things to do
That makes this relationship last forever and bond o true
I'm so glad god gave me someone just like you
He knew that you would be the one of the chosen few.

2013-11-14 11:53:22 · answer #4 · answered by Ellaine Hernandez ♥ 1 · 1 0

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