Poems & Music

Dedicated page for poems and music that I recently like…

Recently, Jubel keeps playing on my mind.

Invictus

Victorian poem by the English poet 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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I’m alive, I believe in everything

by Lesley Choyce

 

Self. Brotherhood. God. Zeus. Communism.

Capitalism. Buddha. Vinyl records.

Baseball. Ink. Trees. Cures for disease.

Saltwater. Literature. Walking. Waking.

Arguments. Decisions. Ambiguity. Absolutes.

Presence. Absence. Positive and Negative.

Empathy. Apathy. Sympathy and entropy.

Verbs are necessary. So are nouns.

Empty skies. Dark vacuums of night.

Visions. Revisions. Innocence.

I’ve seen All the empty spaces yet to be filled.

I’ve heard All of the sounds that will collect at the end of the world.

And the silence that follows.

I’m alive, I believe in everything

I’m alive, I believe in it all.

Waves lapping on the shore.

Skies on fire at sunset.

Old men dancing on the streets.

Paradox and possibility.

Sense and sensibility.

Cold logic and half truth.

Final steps and first impressions.

Fools and fine intelligence.

Chaos and clean horizons.

Vague notions and concrete certainty.

Optimism in the face of adversity.

I’m alive, I believe in everything

I’m alive, I believe in it all.

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2 thoughts on “Poems & Music

  1. Amazing. I love your poem….you have the spirit!. Believe in everything is the first step to change. In fact I have written a poem(Hymns of Change). You may like to read it and share your comments.
    Thanks
    Barkha Dhttp
    ://dharbarkha.blogspot.com/har

  2. “Earthly bodies must often separate for earthly purpose,
    And must live apart impelled by worldly intent.

    “But the spirit remains joined safely in the hands of
    Love, until death arrives and takes joined souls to God.

    “Go, my beloved; Love has chosen you her delegate;
    Over her, for she is Beauty who offers to her follower
    The cup of the sweetness of life.
    As for my own empty arms, your love shall remain my
    Comforting groom; you memory, my Eternal wedding.”

    Where are you now, my other self? Are you awake in
    The silence of the night? Let the clean breeze convey
    To you my heart’s every beat and affection.

    Where are you, my beloved? Do you hear my weeping
    From beyond the ocean? Do you understand my need?
    Do you know the greatness of my patience?

    Is there any spirit in the air capable of conveying
    To you the breath of this dying youth? Is there any
    Secret communication between angels that will carry to
    You my complaint?

    Where are you, my beautiful star? The obscurity of life
    Has cast me upon its bosom; sorrow has conquered me.

    Sail your smile into the air; it will reach and enliven me!
    Breathe your fragrance into the air; it will sustain me!

    Where are you, me beloved?
    Oh, how great is Love!
    And how little i am !

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