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1914 V: The Soldier

by Rupert Brooke

If I should die, think only this of me:
That there's some corner of a foreign field
That is for ever England. There shall be
In that rich earth a richer dust concealed;
A dust whom England bore, shaped, made aware,
Gave, once, her flowers to love, her ways to roam,
A body of England's, breathing English air,
Washed by the rivers, blest by suns of home.

And think, this heart, all evil shed away,

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Alone

by Edgar Allan Poe

From childhood's hour I have not been
As others were; I have not seen
As others saw; I could not bring
My passions from a common spring.
From the same source I have not taken
My sorrow; I could not awaken
My heart to joy at the same tone;
And all I loved, I loved alone.
Then- in my childhood, in the dawn
Of a most stormy life- was drawn

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Gone Fishin'

by Delmar Pepper

I've finished life's chores assigned to me,
So put me on a boat headed out to sea.
Please send along my fishing pole
For I've been invited to the fishin' hole.

Where every day is a day to fish,
To fill your heart with every wish.
Don't worry, or feel sad for me,
I'm fishin' with the Master of the sea.

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Ozymandias

by Percy Bysshe Shelley

I met a traveller from an antique land
Who said: 'Two vast and trunkless legs of stone
Stand in the desert. Near them, on the sand,
Half sunk, a shattered visage lies, whose frown,
And wrinkled lip, and sneer of cold command,
Tell that its sculptor well those passions read
Which yet survive, stamped on these lifeless things,
The hand that mocked them and the heart that fed.
And on the pedestal these words appear --
"My name is Ozymandias, king of kings:

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Smoking

by Elton Glaser

I like the cool and heft of it, dull metal on the palm,
And the click, the hiss, the spark fuming into flame,
Boldface of fire, the rage and sway of it, raw blue at the base
And a slope of gold, a touch to the packed tobacco, the tip
Turned red as a warning light, blown brighter by the breath,
The pull and the pump of it, and the paper's white
Smoothed now to ash as the smoke draws back, drawn down
To the black crust of lungs, tar and poisons in the pink,
And the blood sorting it out, veins tight and the heart slow,
The push and wheeze of it, a sweep of plumes in the air

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Recent Heart Poems

Memories of Music in the Moonlight

by this is a fake name 🙂

She stared out the window, rain falling softly to the ground outside.
Her hands danced swiftly across the piano's keys as the music rang throughout the house.
Her heart was in the music, and so was her soul.
Raw and unfeigned, something she needed in her life.
Her fingers played the words she could not form.
The fire crackled to her side as it mixed with the piano, creating the sound of the house.
Alone but not lonely, she played for hours.
Breaking her heart with one song and stitching it back together with another.
She let her mind run and her thoughts clear until it was one stream of consciousness going into the music lying in front of her feet, all that she would and could ever feel.
She felt alive, and she felt free.

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Heart Song

by Evelyn Judy Buehler

I was a famous conductor, and performing beautiful music was my joy,
As diamond sunshine, to pervade darkness, finds any means to employ.

Music had long been a part of me, in that I sang long before conducting,
Like the famed adult bluebird choirs, lead the songs they are instructing.

My much loved work kept me busy. Still, I loved every precious moment,
As wild, crazy, summer colors dash afar, with no cries of encroachment.

But I had a personal favorite song, which I loved more than any other,

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Woes of the heart, cure of the soul

by Omar Abanouas

Eternal woes in my heart you are set
And not getting out anytime soon I’d bet
The fire burning in my eyes has spread
It lit my soul, leaving me alive and dead

Every time it hurts I feel inspired
The pain however, has made me sick and tired
But I smile proudly in the face of trouble
For if I cry, I’ll be hurt in double

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Broken Young Minds

by Ashlesha Nandankar

Life full of grievances and prejudice,
He was young, broken, and fragile.
Crying under the sheets every night,
Who was he going to blame this time?
Life had been miserable once every while.
He was begging and grovelling for someone to reach out this time,
Anyone would be just fine!
There was no one to stay by his side,
Not for a while or even for the sake of the last time.
He was hoping for someone to come and say,

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My Foolish Heart

by Evelyn Judy Buehler

At no time could my heart ever discern reason,
Yet, I tried in the wildflower years to be smart.
Nebulous weather wisely varies every season,
But there is no wisdom in an enamored heart.

Yet, I tried in the wildflower years to be smart.
Sometimes, I really thought I had succeeded.
But there is no wisdom in an enamored heart,
Like a bleeding sun when day has been ceded!

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