CopseAuralRunty 46M
929 posts
12/17/2005 2:17 pm

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3/5/2006 9:27 pm


Too often my focus has been blurred by preset things and all the shit that I have to deal with here.

I forget the walks in the woods and the sound of running rivers in my child hood. I was looking for something to sooth my soul tonight and found this. I hope that it helps you as well to fill your mind with the pleasant visions of the past.

William Wardsworth;
"I Wandered Lonely as a Cloud "

I WANDERED lonely as a cloud
That floats on high o'er vales and hills,
When all at once I saw a crowd,
A host, of golden daffodils;
Beside the lake, beneath the trees,
Fluttering and dancing in the breeze.

Continuous as the stars that shine
And twinkle on the milky way,
They stretched in never-ending line
Along the margin of a bay:
Ten thousand saw I at a glance,
Tossing their heads in sprightly dance.

The waves beside them danced; but they
Out-did the sparkling waves in glee:
A poet could not but be gay,
In such a jocund company:
I gazed--and gazed--but little thought
What wealth the show to me had brought:

For oft, when on my couch I lie
In vacant or in pensive mood,
They flash upon that inward eye
Which is the bliss of solitude;
And then my heart with pleasure fills,
And dances with the daffodils.

Women Women everywhere and not a pussy to eat......

rm_DarknStar 54F
2823 posts
12/17/2005 7:21 pm

I Feel, Your Poem!

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