April 2012
32 posts
“There ain’t no money in poetry, thats what keeps the poets free,...”
– Guy Clark
We'll Go No More a-Roving
So, we’ll go no more a-roving So late into the night, Though the heart be still as loving, And the moon be still as bright. For the sword outwears its sheath, And the soul wears out the breast, And the heart must pause to breathe, And love itself have rest. Though the night was made for loving, And the day returns too soon, Yet we’ll go no more a-roving By the light of the...
I'm so tired.
and I have almost given up.
God, I fucking love tea.
livia-carica:
Success is counted sweetest By those who ne’er succeed. To comprehend a nectar Requires sorest need.
Not one of all the purple host Who took the flag to-day Can tell the definition, So clear, of victory!
As he, defeated, dying, On whose forbidden ear The distant strains of triumph Burst agonized and clear!
Emily Dickinson
Watcholiphillips:
One more kilometer
by Harrison & Wood
I am possibly the most irritating person I know.
Fuck.
Fuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuck.
It didn’t stay.
I Feel Happy.
I want it to stay. I really want it to stay. I really, really want it to stay.
“Many people die at twenty five and aren’t buried until they are seventy five.”
– Benjamin Franklin (via girlwithoutwings)
I love some country and Guy Clark could certainly...
“Never trade the thrills of living for the security of existence.”
Nothing really happened so why does it hurt? Things really can change in an instant. Unfortunately, feeling rarely do.
