Memories

Memories I am grateful for the easiest times. Shops were Sunday TV seemed more logical Family members spent much time with each other, And people were so things.I am grateful for the good old days. Growing up in time before the porch swing And grandparents, which is to be welcomed, "Fix, please" One after another slipped out of our problems As we were told tall tales to fun.I are so grateful for the images. Video recordings of children before their first phase, As snapshots in front of a high-school-PROM, Candid moments are immediately And speak louder than words on a house greeting Card are so grateful for the childhood Grins notice. Chasing the cart of ice on the road Hook the piercing, popular jingle, Welcoming a greeting by my unrestrained dog Those who licked my face down.I and jumped up and are so grateful for yesterday. A mother of love, care of his father, A rocking horse, a chair for children, The smell of clean clothes drying on the line, An old rope swing for a child climb.I are so grateful for delicious scents. Granny's beans cooking in the oven, Eggs and crisp bacon in a frying pan Hot Chocolate fudge from the heat, And bubble gum pink, aah so sweet, I'm so grateful for a trip to Memory Lane. Musty corridors of the day knew, Use the time to a nostalgic atmosphere, The old times and old scenes smiles and tears, Classmates again, after many year.Katherine Scherer and Eileen Bodoh are the authors of "Gratitude Works: Open your heart to love."

Poetry Contests

Poetry Contests A simple expression or communication may be the message is necessary, but not lasting impression or bring us closer to people. It passes through many situations in our lives where there is the need to honor, recognize and appreciate the surroundings and of our loved ones. A short note of greeting will be brief and not memorable expressions. To create a feeling of power of human connection in a relationship, we need to change the style of literary articulation. The poem is the perfect way to do it. But, again, not every man is given to this talent.Great people on this earth and are forgotten, for their outstanding contributions to various fields of study, the humanity. These include mathematicians, scientists, economists, sociologists, philosophers, writers, and much more. The poem is still an area that very few in the past as well as in the present. It 'an art difficult to master. It may not be an exaggeration to say that poets are bo, not made.In the time evolution, in which the communication is daily becoming more simplified, shortened and systematized, efforts to instill an interest in literature or Classical poetry is boring. Competitions on poetry would help the search for talent, bringing the piece eloquent, and categorically significant collections in a group. Later, these can and will work on many special occasions. The talent would also include the recognition by the submission of their relics and receive rewards.Poetry is linguistic creativity, for inspiration. Like any artifact, it must be in public. Otherwise, no significance.Contests provides detailed information on competitions, poetry competitions, writing, photo contests and more. Competitions in conjunction with the Sweepstakes. Contanti Article Source:

Orion s Orchard Poetic Prose

Orion s Orchard Poetic Prose In the cosmos, around the world (perhaps the spirit as well)? Once someone has thrown a ball? I think? Somewhere, and it exploded? Something: the slowed somewhat ', and their orientation (push - in all directions) is still the air to maintain the momentum that has been set in motion (long ago), so that when it loses its momentum, that will crash, I suppose, and all that is the ball (the essence of what lies on it, in it): This is all that remains, the rest only waves, only the waves Nothing that a person, if the thrust of an outcome, and this is not all he has created a sort of stasis (repeat)? is: for what? Unless someone does not create anything other than a sort of something new. E 'as it was, like him, otherwise it would come to surround the world with all its t? S passed, and I? S dotted. We usually do not? T think in this way, so we want the spirit of mad.I heard a voice in this dream of my mind said,? They are immortal, they are seated behind the sun, and I see epitaphs of all, all living beings, then I am open, his lips, an endless task, it seems sometimes the apex of life comes from nothingness? and I feel the desire to die, to remain as something that Eyeless faces, that is what they once were, but with my grace has been, and who are they? more.Orion? s illumed by my side, showering me like a rainbow, with its narrow streets, orchard wind is the great mocker of the universe, which perhaps call it, perhaps Baudelaire? s imagination, or Poe's Twilight or A. Clark Smith? s dangerous deep orchards; George Sterling? s musical images, spectral light, Dennis Siluk? s murmur, confused silence, Ellis? epigrammatic flight of fantasy. I tu, in contact (so that I destroy my stuff): only through its combustion drums, in the winds of nowhere? What I have done everything. The head of the horse: he roars like a volcano, a moat around me, the universe is like a viper Press, sacrifice an animal in all proportions RIP I? Ve dug in thrust, as they are called, from the drive, I have set for you: The Guardian of the Earth. # 1366 6/5/2006Comment by:? Here is a poem of cosmic variety, which I hope you like it, I hope, will be short and descriptive, you need the element of ambiguity to the beauty of God? s vast universe. See Dennis' web site: Laureado Poeta en San Jeronimo de Tunan, Peru article Source:

The porch

The porch Porches on? S of cold on the veranda   This day of thanks?   My breath has a fog   Near the window? FrameLeaves street   Flying all means?   Most of them are not   Trees, I see? TodaySmoke of Fireplaces   E? S of cold on the veranda   This day of thanks?   I wonder? What? What, my daughter   (Family) are eaten   This day of thanks?.   My breath do? Mist (The wind has a voice). Someone to laugh?   The echo of the street   Behind me, I believe,   I wonder? Who? (Surprise, almost shocked!) It? S-my little son, his mother   (They see me in this);   On the other side of the road:   That? Increase tall.He ran quite high and thin,   With his mother? Precipitation   (They live in block)   He looked at me? Said (?) Something looked   Does not say anything? All   We went on the road, as if   I don? Why? (It 's just the way it is.) I wonder who to thank   This day of thanks?   For me, I thank the Lord   For the time being? TheTurkey and ... (Jim and Julie? S) (Thanksgiving Day, 2005, 12:31 PM) # 931 11.24.2005 12:38 PMNote: Yes? its fun when you just want to follow in May found more than they have negotiated, and this moing I was looking in my window and I felt that I wanted to go on the porch, and it is fast and I'm back at home, and my wife is always ready to go to a dinner in Stillwater, a town of 23 miles, and then I grabbed a pen and paper and started writing about the beauty that I saw from the porch, the beauty of it all, but a day, in the early afteoon, one day? s cold, it was standing on my terrace, and then my ex-girlfriend in the street, and my son I? have not seen for so long. I think just to see is a beautiful gift of grace, we? A do not need the whole bowl of soup to enjoy the flavor, now Dennis we.See see website or Amazon.com Bn.com Dennis' new book in Spanish and English, "Magic of the Andes" and "Poems Peruvian "

Make Kids Laugh and Learn poems

Make Kids Laugh and Lea poems The simple truth is that children who laugh are the children of leaing. E 'was shown that many children have a happier life for more success than those who are unhappy or are in the distressing situation. One of many ways to keep children at home and smile in the classroom is the application of a regiment of constant laughter. I tend to do with rhymes and silly poetry.Rhyming sequences have a profound effect on people of all ages, not just children. You rhyming sequences here are often referred to as "sticky", that is, as you describe sense of rhythm that is implicit in a rhyme. As a man, as it tends to order and the rhythm that the balance of our lives. This is no more true than it is with children. Songs, poems, rhymes and are a big part of most classes today because they are As powerful teaching tools. Children are the facts and knowledge, including be aware that they are leaing. Primary school children have also been taught the full periodic table, when subjected to song.When write poems or rhymes for children who are trying to use the English language in a way that May have never heard before, will still be able to grasp the meaning. What I hope is to reach a broader sense of the English language and how it can be used in a Way amusing. Today's speech was broken by excessive use of jargon, slang and words who have no real meaning in English. Children are the words in the describe the events or emotions, instead of knowing the true dialogue to their history interesting.What I like to do more to write a poem is to cover a story without meaning and moral a tissue, but also mentally stimulating challenge lines rhyme children's awareness of the structure of the sentence. I would like to have in your toes.This combination, in my opinion, not fun for the children to finish. That smile or laugh, then read again and again until they roll their tongues without effort, all while.Hmm laugh ... sounds like leaing to me.Adam Merrifield is a photgrapher and author of all things, including children. He maintains a site for poetry children, infants, and a photograph of the site.

The Rose of Sharon

The Rose of Sharon I wrote this poem in honor of non-Japanese who took the course of the Japanese American Bainbridge Island, WA, during World War II Japanese American intement. If it were any of these people. Most other Americans uprooted JA goods, and purchased their homes in the U.S. govement to cheap.However, I must wa you that the historical event referred to above is not really what this is about poetry. This is a series of images that deal with life in general on Bainbridge Island and do not relate directly to the intement at all, now that you are notified, go to the front and read to your heart for content.In this session of the poetry of words to 200 words or more, a brief lesson on the form is required. Poetry is below informally called "haiku", which is a Japanese style of poetry that is supposed onomotopaeic conj an image or multiple images in your mind. Onomotopaeia refers to terms such as "splash" that emblamize sound. Some haiku is very determined and set in his meter, and is limited to a fixed amount of rows. The poem is below Americanized haiku, which means that it is more "free verse" in his style, and that this is not exactly held in strict Sharon standards.Roses broken hand.   The moon is the guide,   Again and again,   Muddy bean paste   Mixed with vinegar.   Rames waves struck.   My old car seat new   Con un po 'di follia in me.   A large avalanche   Not all of its filling;   piercing alarm to drive a rate far   Beautiful couple pears in his garden,   Who is my neighbor is.   In a sense, it was fun to see Mt Fuji in the fog rain.RAINBOW WRITING, Inc. - by Karen Peralta, copy editor, ghost writer and book author - EXPERT FREE DOWNLOAD COMPUTER SET PROGRAM! We also provide professional independent and inexpensive contract in writing, editing, copying and writing, rewriting, ghost writing, graphics design and CAD, Inteet marketing, publishing assistance, the search engine optimization, professional free services and supercheap dedicated web hosting and website development services.

House of the Goblin Part two of the three scores

House of the Goblin Part two of the three scores Casa dei Goblin [Part two of three] Here is where, when the air is elegant country mountains shadows disappear! Here is where unnumbered spirits dwellWhere harp and the memory is running? When the rainbow? Jumps from itsStoreroom-hold, and cry; And the sand along the ocean Echo then die? As in sleep? And what magic, ghouls! ... Who are these ghosts, the charm and splendor? By a substance? Hell? I believe that Or a symbolic language in a Dreamy forget! We are all in exile of beauty? Yes, we are in exile by the invisible beauty? Where fragile wings and tendeess Meet the seraphim.Yet we must hold the lock? Things can not walk in our sleep, yes, oh yes, we all live? We all live, we do not, you and I, in the house of the Goblin ... muffled in a lily white, smiles, smilingTo find a way out? , Da; Maga as God Almighty? You are, as a violent worm? (I'm more a verb than a noun, but the Verbs win with the worm.) Note: Part II, # 753 7/8/05? The poetry, the images seem to flash with my mind, as if I am in a block on the planet earth. Poetry in general dlsiluk,? To achieve this sense of poetry, you can have music to rise, or would I? I often do not know if there is a right way and wrong, like this one. But what I know is that if I did not fall, I can not be rushed to the whole of poetry I want to produce. Yes, we have to fight against the spirit and experience, and to win, you have to chew on any suitable words. Poet / Author Dennis Siluk the new book on poetry: "The magic of the Andes", or you can place

Who is the most famous love poem

Who is the most famous love poem The most famous love poems love poems have been for centuries to inspire lovers and romance. If your love for someone special poetry, you can use your feelings in words so eloquent memorable. Many famous love poems by classical poets such as Lord Byron, Elizabeth Barrett Browning and Shakespeare. But a famous love poem by a mode poet May appeal to a younger person who likes a less formal tone. The poet e.e. Cummings wrote what is probably the most famous love poem currently. It 'been done in other books and films as inspiration for other writers. I am your heart with me! from E. E. Cummings, I have your heart with me (I believe it is in my heart) I am never without it (anywhere I understand you, my dear, and what is done by only me is your way, my treasure) , I fear no fate (for you are my fate, my sweet) I want no world (for beautiful you are my world, my true) and it is you, not always the moon, and what a sun Always when you sing Here is the deepest secret nobody knows (here is the root of the root and the bud of the budget and the sky of the sky of a tree called life which grows higher than soul or spirit of hope, it can hide) and this is wonder that the continuation of the stars apart I carry your heart (I have in my heart) The poet ee Cummings is a unique writer, he in new methods of creating and mood, the words on paper. It examines the use of space on the page and the words? Just as important as sound when the poem aloud. This poem is a perfect example of his use of parentheses and unusual range of variation. He found a wonderful way to express very abstract ideas with concrete grammatical forms. With this poem to express to your loved ones are for you. Visit to lea more about famous love poems.

Catherine Daly reviews Antidotes for an alibi

Catherine Daly reviews Antidotes for an alibi Amy King Antidote for an alibi BlazeVox Books ISBN 0-9759227-5-0 2005These read poems to me like poetry versions of flash fiction. Well, I like flash fiction, but I like the way fabulistic. Amy King writes fabulistic type of flash fiction - I would say, "good form" - in poetry. What does this mean? Well, if lineated, the head of poetry to jump in the story. Otherwise, the poems are still the same small jumps, taking the poems. I think I'm with the new record this moing. I do not see the "twist", as I understand it, I'm still looking for her - I'm just saying that these poems are not that flash fiction jump of similar nature is not the case. For example, the poem "Night" is a history of screening a particular type of call: InMother evening telephoned death premature The father to me. A hybrid car Their words. I read the story grieved.Now and my childhood, I would probably be the end of the verse here, or another title. In any event, the evening begins with a message in a machine. I think flash fiction could be "the machine" and not jump so quickly to the "History of my childhood." After Dinner, Age blocks of teak wood decreased, then launched, mistaken for the cork. Budget actions Max aunt cooked through? S Pot black circle, where we stopped On the probability of work. We were all Wonderland, where the small boiler dripped Proverbs and wrote to our pact With striking accents. Dessert hints Wafted past the cups home Coffee, whiskey-colored, with the blue veil of a life light.In this second part of the poem, the progression is chronological. After dinner, a little 'French press coffee and dessert. I do not believe that "financial assets" and "sweet notes" would be in Flash Fiction. Are too secret. It is interesting to note that the references to fairy tales and other fiction, in "Enchanted," "Letter," "Proverbs," "Covenant" and "accent". Line after the "drip" is not clear whether the boiler (probably whistling) is registered, or that "we", the magical writing. But overall, a 'history of a poem, a poem is clear, not the next fiction.In earlier prose-poem, "Land of the lake, which jumps between groups - I do not see how any very heavy sentence, as for example in a poem, and I do not see big jumps between the sentences. I see even more jumps - are associative - in fabulistic Flash Fiction. And 'the logic of some poems, in which the topics to be playing together for a while' time, and then a conclusion. We start with a concrete example, a realistic but fabulistic fear: On the self-enveloping way, I am shocked that one day I fall Sleep and the dog could die.Not road spans the machine, the machine is not the way (like car commercials are - did you know that most car commercials are filmed in LA downtown?). In any event, by car, road, sleeping, dog, death. Very clean and orderly. So, from a bush on the side of the road - a crowd.These orders of truth awaken self-defense, so asks the crowd? Betray you. Everyone deserves a refugee shelter in the depths of immersion can ball? T reach.Who is hiding? The narrator? The dog. The dog and the narrator. The narrator is more likely to fall asleep and fall asleep like a dog and kills him. In other words, life is fleeting. So you see, discover the difference between the first and second sentence sentnce, you have poetry, fiction, because most flash of this kind of magical things, do not show very different directions. But note, is that the things with other people and other characters, not necessarily "torque-Ing," I understand it.Since lame-o short reviews usually the title, I say - I like this title and the way in which the flash-fiction theme in poetry. Why that is an excuse, but a specific type of narrative potentially verifiable. And what is an antidote, but the fabulistic.

Perception your reality

Perception your reality Perception is a compilation   Their past   , By which we see   True or false   Your reality   Perceptions relating to their identity   Positive or negative   Based on what you think   The people believe that   Perception leads to the projection   The good, bad and the ugly   Like, what is inside   If the expression   If it is full of love   Walls or refusal   Before you can proceed   Your interior can begin before   To frame his image   And within   In order to ensure transparency and befriend   Or withdrawn and, in   To accept unconditionally humanity   O condemn prejudice and individuality   Projection develops in the design   When thoughts, words and gestures of birth   As already contextualized   What outward manifestation   An invitation to all the creation of   To share with you   To make your dream   Or confirm your worst nightmare   How you deal   From conception to maturity   From random to confirm   From self-awareness of personal revelation   To give you a taste of   From what we can do exercise   As you can lighten or cloud   True or false   They wear all day   Projection in word and song   Steadily from conception to at night   I do not know why people react   Some distant, others love   Perception is a   Whose world inside and out   He came and went   Sometimes in the company of friends   Other times with no one to lean   A judge nothing before the time   Although there is no reason or rhyme   For God is Exalted   The man must first know, discover, is   Before he can find   The perception presumptuous   That tries him a great part of the prison or paradise Timea   You can exercise by   It 's you   Your lighting   Your imagination   Your suggestion   Your inner sense   If you   It is up to me   As a man thinks in his heart   He is   This is not a pop quiz   Come, then,   From behind bars   Take the rest in paradise   And the stars! Paul Davis Paul Davis is author of Breakthrough for a broken heart a book tells us: "How to overcome disappointments and flowers in your dreams!" It 'a minister, life coach (relational and professional), composed of experts known worldwide keynote speaker, creative consultant, humor, adventurer, explorer, mediator, liberator and dream-maker.Paul 's compassion for people and passion to travel has taken him to over 50 countries worldwide, where he had a huge effect. Paul has also led to recovery in many war-to, impoverished and tsunami stricken regions of the earth. His nonprofit organization Dream-Maker Ministries builds dreams, and against limitations.Paul 's Breakthrough Seminars inspire, revive, awaken, impregnate with purpose, impart the fire of desire, catapult people into a new level of consciousness, the discovery and destiny dream fulfillment. Paul can be reached at: RevivingNations@yahoo.com - 407-967-7553 or 407-282-1745.For more information:    

Memoirs of a Wasteland s Rim is a poem in Spanish and English

Memoirs of a Wasteland s Rim is a poem in Spanish and English Memoirs of a Wasteland? S RimIt was still light when he stopped in the desert? S board? About the rim rest like a sleeping brute, a wooden frame Next to the blue where early stars hung like lamps Hanging from old beams and shade? The wooden frame Their base caught the rays, as it was on him Alone, with the moing, climbing Drifter A woman, who through the life, dreams and diagonally In the case of muscular pain and moldings on the face Their number etched against the wooden frame, He tried to jump, and lost her balance, hanging like a bird Now sipping dark in groin and hopes shattered They have taken the slow progress before sunset Blood dripped with his dying darkness And a purple-red moon hurled into a flame The shadow of the clouds, buing throughout the sky The sky above his tormented? Crossing the valley? S spoke eyes Rock Pictures, the highest Courage to push up bar The red painted on the edge of tomorrow Your forehead and the nose, face against the stone of granite Massive injuries was the form that Your silhouette floating so lazy in the sun It 'been too big a task? To die alone? Hours wanted She had not missed? Thousand meters below, yet to be done. Too much for a woman in a lost world By weak wood her mind had peace; He knew all soon? Unfortunately Stumm and protest against life? S futility A narrow path was below his thin body Between death and creation, a careless foot The rocks beneath their weaknesses, which crashed Dipped to its death in the hands of the Valley Carving Think about how it is, thinking with a smile, Say, to try? Dead before her echoes: ? The time is short? The time is short? The time is short? When he found his face was afraid of falling. # 808 8/20/05In Spanish Translated by Nancy PenalozaLas Memorias del Borde de Tierra a? RticaTodav one when she estaba Iluminado Paus? en el borde de la tierra of? rtica -- Sobre el borde descansaba Durmiente as a brute, un marco de madera Adyacente hacia el azul estrellas but where? Aneras colgadas that? Mparas de aceite, colgando Viejos rayos desde dando y Sombra? al marco de madera? So balance cogiendo los rayos, while she hab? A ca? You estoSola, Ella mi? my? Ana, subiendo hacia ella Una mujer trainer, marcada por la vida, y cause? Os inclinados Con el look y el dolor de m? Schools moldeado sobre su cara On Figure inclinada contra el marco de madera, She Trat? de brincar, and you lose? el balance, as a colgando p? jaro Ahora bebiendo a sorbose Repiso and penumbra de la esperanzas trastoadasElla Cedi? inactive before avance de la Puesta del Sol La Sangre Göte?, With his moon Oscuridad mortalY a Carmes? Lanz? Lama is a trav? s Vagas de las Nubes, Ardia cieloEl de todas partes del cielo atormentado encima de ella? Cruzando el piso del Valle on OJO Agarra? estoIm? Gene rocosas, lo m? s Altos points. Where do empuje? she boldly towards the Repiso, la ma? Ana Pintada ruborizada sobre el borde Frente y sus Nariz de cara contra la Piedra de Granite, heridas masivas tomaban shape, Silueta flotando tan so indolent a trav? D solEsto fue demasiado una gran tarea - Sola para Morir? Dese she? ahoraElla no hab? A brincado? Miles de abajo cakes, a? n ir.Demasiado para cualquier mujer en un mundo de la madera perdidoFuera d? bil mind one in ten peace; She SAB? Ready to todo esto que estar on one? Ay! Muda and protesting against inutilidad Camino estrecho de la vidaUn descansa debajo de su cuerpo delgado Entre la muerte y el logro, a pie descuidado Las Rocas debajo de su debilitamiento, ella se sumergió? Sumergida a su muerte, en las manos de talladura of vallePensando en ello, while she Cay?, Pensando con una sonrisa, Diciendo, raising the ante sus view muerta ECOS: ? El Tiempo is short, time is short?. El Tiempo is Short? Cuando ellos la encontraron, su cara estaba sin miedo a la ca? From 808 8/20/05 .*

Lord Byron English Romantic poet and author of She Walks In Beauty

Lord Byron English Romantic poet and author of She Walks In Beauty Lord Byron was bo George Gordon Noel Byron in London in 1788. E 'became a Lord in 1798 when he inherited the title and the estate of his great-uncle. Byron? Mother took him to Scotland for the treatment of his club football, but brought him back to England to claim the title and estate.Life in EnglandByron private tutoring has been in Nottingham for a short period. He studied at Harrow, Southwell, and Newstead, and finally at Trinity College. Byron discovered a talent for writing poetry and has published his first poems in 1806 and his first collection, called the hours of idleness, in 1807 at the age of 19 years. When he tued 21 years, was able to take his place in the House of Lords.However, Lord Byron left England for two years with his friend, John Hobhouse, travel through Europe. Visited Spain, Malta, Greece, and Constantinople. Greece especially impressed with Byron and create a recurring theme of his retu to England life.After Lord Byron made his first speech in the House of Lords. Later the same year he published a "poetic jouey" title Childe Harold's Pilgrimage, a respectable collection of verses about his recent trip to Europe. Lord Byron The collection has won lasting fame and admiration. Lord Byron had become one of the ladies? man and the new eaed him the reputation of a number of things and courtships.In 1814 Lord Byron attended a party at Lady Sitwell? home. While the party, Byron was inspired by the sight of her cousin, the beautiful Mrs. Wilmot, who was wearing a black mouing dress Spangled. He was struck by his cousin? The dark hair and fair face, a mixture of different lights and shadows. This became the essence of his famous poem about it, "She Walks in Beauty." Lord Byron married Anna Isabella Milbank in 1815 and his daughter, Augusta, was bo the same year. However, the marriage did not last long. In early 1816 Anna and Augusta left Lord Byron and later that year, has filed for legal separation and left England for Switzerland, a self-imposed exile.Life in EuropeWhile Switzerland Lord Byron stayed with Percy Bysshe Shelley , a metaphysical and romantic poet, and had an illegitimate daughter, Allegra, with Claire Clairmont. After the affair ended, Lord Byron and his friend, John Hobhouse traveled through Italy, the first settlements in Venice, where he had some other activities, including one with the story of nineteen years, the Countess Teresa Guicciolo. Here Lord Byron began his most famous and most acclaimed work, the epic Juan.Lord Don Byron and Teresa moved to Ravenna, then to Pisa, then to Legho, near Shelley? The house, in 1821. The poet Leigh Hunt moved with Lord Byron that years later after Shelley drowned off the coast near Livoo in a storm. Lord Byron contributed poetry to hunt? S periodic, the Liberal, until 1823 when he had the opportunity to travel to Greece to act as an agent for the Greeks in their war against Byron Turkey.Lord used personal finances to help fund some of the battles against the Greeks Turks. He also commanded a force of three thousand men in an attack on the Turkish fortress of Lepanto held. The siege was unsuccessful and the withdrawal of forces. At this time Lord Byron suffered one or two seizures. The remedy of the day, shedding of blood, weakened him.Six weeks later, during a particularly cold time, Lord Byron contract a severe cold. The accompanying fever was treated by repeated bleeding by trusted physicians, but his condition worsened until he finally slipped into a coma and died April 19 1824.Lord Byron is a Greek hero and his death was deeply regretted. His heart is buried in Greece and his body was sent to England where he was buried in the family time near Newstead. He refused burial in Westminster Abbey due to the fact that the immorality of his life and numerous controversies. Finally, in 1969, 145 years after his death, a memorial was placed in the Poets? Coer of Westminster Abbey, commemorating his poetry and accomplishments.Shortly after his arrival in Greece, Lord Byron wrote these lines:   "Try? Less often asked to find them?   A soldier's tomb? The best   Then look around and choose your land,   And take your vacation. "An interesting and exceptional biography of Lord Byron? And life was written in 1830 by a contemporary and friend, John Galt, The Life of Lord Byron. The 49 chapters provide a good measure of Lord Byron? S .******************** complexity   Garry Gamber is a public school teacher and entrepreneur. He writes articles about politics, real estate, health and nutrition, dating services and the Inteet. He is the owner and

A comparison of two poems on birds

A comparison of two poems on birds In literature, nature has always been considered an important issue. As a natural object, the birds have been mentioned in poetry. In fact, many poets have many beautiful poems about animals. Birds are often used as symbols in the poem. For example, in Bangla literature of the cuckoo bird is often associated with spring. In English literature there are many poems written about birds and birds play an important role in poems.For example, Ode to a Nightingale, John Keats and Ode to a Skylark by PB Shelly are two well-known poems about birds. Another such is the poem Rime of the Ancient Mariner by Samuel Taylor Coleridge, in which the poet has the albatross as a symbol. According to the requirement of the assignment I Ode to the Nightingale "by John Keats and the Rime of the Ancient Mariner by STColeridge for my discussion.Before on the two poems above, you need to shed some 'light on the two poets and romantic English literature as a whole. The romance of English literature is a unique time, because at this age all the poets, their poems on the themes of nature and of nature. Nature is the most important aspect of their poetry. Before you can think of no poet of nature, as the main topic of a poem. The Romantic poets have successfully implemented this. Consequently, all the great poems were written about animals in this age group. John Keats was a Romantic poet, who loves the beauty of nature in his poetry. Natural objects are alive and well in his poem does not treat as objects of natural life. Rather, it has stirred the emotions and creates a personal investment with them.He also expressed his personal feelings such as joy, sadness, hope and disappointment, etc., in his poems. In Ode to a Nightingale Keats has expressed a desire to escape from a harsh reality that can not tolerate. He wants the nightingale and fly in a dreamland.On side STColeridge touches the supeatural elements of nature, and is in a very natural way. Coleridge had a brilliant sense of imagination and with his excellent narrative skills, he could have imagined that the supeatural, and then to describe what is in the most natural way. In The Rime of the Ancient Mariner Coleridge, the lives of sailors who were killed had an albatross suffered enormously, and then kill them. The whole poem is based on the reaction of killing of the albatross. A bird is a beautiful creation of God and the killing of the Albatross for any reason, the Mariner has had a serious sin against god.Only on the twentieth century, men have leaed to fly like a bird, before the aircraft was discovered Aero men have always fascinated the idea of how a bird flies. According to Greek mythology, Daedalus and Icarus tries to imitate the birds and artificial wings to fly. Their efforts are not in the tragedy. Thus, the concept of flight was like a dream for mankind until the beginning of the twentieth century, people were surprised by the birds because they fly in the sky. Poets of the question also to appreciate their heads and wanted to fly with them. We see this type of invitation to Keats? Ode to a Nightingale. The life of John Keats was a tragedy he died very young from an illness. He also had a depressing crush on a woman, that he does not succeed, but only misery and in his time, some influential literary critics criticized his poetry in the worst possible way. So life is very unfortunate for John Keats.All his life he tried to escape from suffering and the Ode to a Nightingale, are desperate efforts to escape from a Keats hard cruel world around him. He believes that the nightingale is a lot of luck can fly away from anywhere. Earlier this poem by the poet to his miserable condition: my heart the pain, feeling of numbness and drowsiness painsMy feel as if I had drunk the Hemlock, or emptied some dull opiate to the drainsOne last minute, and Leth-stations were sunk : Here it is clear that the poet has suffered a lot, when he wrote this poem. Life has become very painful for him, he feels as if he were drunk or Hemlock opium. He wants to forget all that pain and happy in the happiness of nightingale.For Coleridge, the albatross is not the escape, but a sacred and beautiful creation of God. " It brings joy to mariners. The sailors are too many lonely days in the lake during its jouey. And very often feel alone and do not miss the opportunity to see a sign of life around them by day: Finally, a cross Albatross,   Thorough the fog it came;   As if it were a Christian soul,   We celebrated God name.So an albatross when they feel happy and confident that the country is close to them. The same has happened to the crew of the ancient mariner. When he saw the albatross that was received with joy and gave him food and played with him. Indeed, the company albatros for them. With the arrival of the albatross, could escape the harsh loneliness that surrounds them. Coleridge is this bird, as a friend and companion men.Both the poems are very clever symbolism. Coleridge the technology is ready, the suspension of disbelief in which the reader forget the real world and the world believe that the poet presents the Real. The plot of the poem centers around the idea of sin-suffering-pray-salvation. E 'a poem with a moral. The first sailor a sinner and has suffered for it. After much suffering, he prayed to God and God will forgive him. The Mariner's leaed his lesson and told others to show love and goodness of the creation of God albatross symbolizes Jesus Christ. Mariner killed the innocent bird, that the company and hope for him and his fellow sailors: And a good wind shift to the south behind;   The following Albatross   And every day, for food or play   Came to the Mariner Hollo! Similarly, the people of Jerusalem, Christ crucified, who was innocent, and those who hope for their salvation. The remaining sailors felt horrified when they found that the Mariner killed the Albatross And I just had a hellish thing,   And 'em woe:   For all averred, I had killed the bird   This was the wind blowing.   Ah wretch! said, to kill the bird,   This is the wind blowing! Normally, the singing of the nightingale is a symbol of joy and happiness. But Keats wrote this poem, when suffering too much form his illness. Although Nightingale has happiness knew in his heart that he will die soon. Moreover, symbols of death and oblivion in this poem. Keats has on numerous occasions in Greek mythology. In so doing, he treated the nightingale in a way, as if it is a magical bird that was beyond the scope of any sadness. Then the bird is magical and free of human suffering. Keats wished that he could, because all the beats and the pain and sadness. In his search for the end of pain, he is like the Buddha. Buddha his whole life trying to find a way to be free from human suffering and redemption. Keats has the same goal, and in this his poetry nightingale has this magical power problem is that Keats knows that he is a man and can not nightingale.In as "Ode to a Nightingale" Keats tries to balance between thought and feeling . We will find extraordinary sensual passages, as at the beginning. Through the use of the word "sense" and makes the reader think that this feeling drowsy numbness after too.The poet addresses issues of human life, as in three verses: "Here where men sit and hear each other groan ;   Where Palsy shakes a few, sad, last gray hairs,   When young people grow pale, and specter-thin and dies;   When to think, but it is full of pain. "Unlike Keats, Coleridge uses the moral teachings of Christianity in the Rime of the Ancient Mariner. It has a lot of value to the concept of sin and salvation. In fact, The Rime of the Ancient Mariner is like a fairy tale, which at first seems to be a child without a history deep meaning, but a closer look makes the reader knows that the deepest moral. The moral teaching of the Rime of the Ancient Mariner is: He prays best who loves best   All things that are big and small;   For the love that God loves us,   All.Christianity He loves and teaches us the same thing to love God and his creations. No other religion is so much emphasis on this type of love. The Albatross has this love for the sailors, with joy and happiness. So is the Albatross in a magical bird. And 'the bird that brings luck and a pleasant wind sailor. The old sailor was selfishly and brutally killed by it. He thought only of his own happiness. He did not even believe that he is killing an innocent bird without a reason. He is not the lack of food security, but is devoid of quality. He has forgotten that it is God who has been stronger than anyone else. Certainly not, as God, who had killed the bird without reason.God Mariner has shown that no matter how much power they held a man should not be bad by nature. If not, then humanity would be punished. The punishment that the Mariner has suffered terribly. He suffered the worst form of pain, loneliness and isolation. In nature human beings are social animals, so that only one boat in a sea was certainly terrible thing to suffer. He often wished he was dead, but did not curse happenAn orphan who drag to hell   A spirit from above;   But oh! more terrible than   It is the curse of a Dead Man's eye!   Seven days, seven nights, I saw that curse,   And yet I could not die.Only after Mariner realized his sin and prayed to God for forgiveness was profoundly saved.The same time I could pray;   And from my neck so free   The albatross fell off and sank   As the lead in his personal life sea.In Coleridge was not a very religious person, but in this poem he glorifies Christianity in a way very high. Christianity always ask his supporters that I am God? S forgiveness every day. If a person prays from the center of his heart, God is always ready to forgive him. The poem also shows Coleridge? S deep love for his country, England. When the Mariner of his retu jouey to England, he felt that he heavenOh! Dream of joy! This is actually   The light-house top I see?   And 'This is the hill? And 'This is the church?   E 'questo il mio countree? In summary we can say that the two poems are among the largest birds in the poem in English literature. Poets are the birds, such as icons and are connected with their lives. Birds are magical, but it is something more than magic. They take us into another world, a world ideal and dreamy. The main difference between the two poets is the nightingale that seems to be something in the sky with John Keats, and has no relationship to daily life, but it is something outside of our normal life. On the other hand, the albatross of S.T. Coleridge is something in relation to our daily lives. The crew fed and played with him. It 'was like his only friend in an' infinite sea.SM Mehdi Hasan writes regularly

Let me tell you about my Germany

Let me tell you about my Germany First, no other child is not in Germany to a million years - is unique and they are all MINE - No, no (I shake my head) and they say, do not share my special LADY Germany belongs to me - it is clear to see ... With his smile, the light in New York Citywhen she sees me coming, and that special sparkle in your eyes when you look at me! GER I have a heart of gold, and she gives me a little 'all over the guy you never want ... You say everything about your baby dolls - That's me! My GER is the wonderful woman who made me, embraced me, fed me, my "Poo-stinky'diapers, chased me across the house, and down the stairs for me to laugh hysterically, I cuddled chubby little body closer to her, I was shocked to sleep, instead of my small hands, like me, my first step and have leaed to walk, read to me a very good book, I showed the images in all types of jouals, has taught me how to say my first word Mama! "He always listens to everything I say and you understand what I'm talking about better than anyone else can ... My Germany has loved me with all his days were heartSince BORNAND love my mother the same way "We are so happy, my ger (And she is my mom to granni) Noboby ever take their place in our lives - love with all my heart and soul andWe thank God every day for my Germany - She's A BLESSING IN ALL WAYResource Box -? Danielle Hollister (2004) is the publisher of Bella Online Quotations Zine - A free newsletter for fans to offer, with over 10,000 deals in dozens of categories like - love, friendship, children, inspiration , success, wisdom, family, life, and many more. Read online at --

The marriage of Adam and Eve

The marriage of Adam and Eve ? Sex is dirty, we did not need them, "he said with joy, shaking tit.Poor Adam gazed on the ground, he can not fathom, is a moralist mirth.He once asked why he could not see the sex had and let them be.At last, he looked with a glossy eyeAnd fixed their suggestions without hesitation. Sex is not dirty, if our mind could be? He responded with wisdom and certainty? Nature commands that we need race-related bodies react with an unbearable need. Evening was quiet, thinking what to say? They have this argument, that your way, but I will not allow you to sow your seed, your eyes sparkling with lust list. Adam then thought of another list? Unsowed seed is the man of abuseAnd if not let me until the soilI'll anything with my effort. Ok, you can sow your seeds? Eve, in their response has begun to focus on? But I always giveWhat until you live. Together, they went in search of a priest? The two are linked, do not mate like animals? said the priest met at the way.Adam do not know what say.The priests and alongAdam heart sank, and rose in Eva's song.She knew that a slave for life, poor Adam had a wife.Adam knew that man needs many seeds mateAnd past a gate, but Eva does not allow this to happen nowFor has linked him with a vow.Rajesh Kano (Jack) is a published writer, lives and works in porcelain. Many of his stories, poems and articles have been published, including a book of stories, "Tales From China '(Lipstick Publishing).

Beautiful Dreamer Stephen Foster, America s first Folk Song Writer

Beautiful Dreamer Stephen Foster, America s first Folk Song Writer ? Beautiful Dreamer? by Stephen Foster just before his death in 1864 at 37 years. The song became one of the best known and most popular. However, as with about 200 other songs that Foster wrote during his short life has no recognition or financial reward that deserved.Stephen Foster was America? First great songwriter, but he died with 38 cents in a leather bag and a piece of paper on which he had written some 'singing opera? dear friends and gentle hearts. Stephen Collins Foster was bo near Pittsburgh, on 4 July 1826, the same day that both Thomas Jefferson and John Adams died. Foster died in 1864, when he came to a fall at home, while the weak from fever. The fall cut the head and died in New York? S Bellevue Hospital shortly thereafter. Foster was suffering from alcoholism, for years before its accidental death.Young Stefano was able to play melodies on the guitar at the age of two, and at the age of ten, he played popular comic songs with local boys . At the age of 18 has written Blackface minstrel songs, the popular music of the day. In 21 years he composed the minstrel song? Oh! Susanna? to be a success, resung, repeated, and whistled over the country. In fact, the unofficial anthem of the Califoia Gold Rush later.Music two years was the publication in its infancy in those days, and the recorded music business do not? T is present. Stephen Foster has no royalties or fees for numerous publications and regulations? Oh! Susanna? in the coming years. In fact, he has the right songs and never a penny it.Over for the next ten years Foster wrote many songs, including? Swanee River (Old Folks at Home)? ? Site races? ? Jeannie With the Light Brown Hair? ? Old Black Joe? ? Nelly Bly,? ? Old Dog Tray "? and "My Old Kentucky Home. Stephen Foster eaed a little 'money by selling his songs to win bets, for some like a little' dollars. It 'been said that his songwriting him about $ 20,000 during the 15 or more years of his songwriting career.In 1935 adopted Florida? Swanee River? as a state language song, although Stephen Foster, or ever visited the Florida saw river. Chose? Swanee? since the two syllables fit the music he had written. Foster sold EPChristy? Christy minstrels? Blackface minstrel theater show, copyright? Swanee River? an unfortunate Decision.The song became a popular inteational folk melody, and has since the beginning of the collaboration with the tourism in Florida. Since 1880? The millions of people traveled to Florida to North Florida famous river.In 1928 Kentucky adopted? My Old Kentucky Home? as the official state song. Kentucky in 1986 has changed the second line of the song? Tis summer, the Dark are gay;? on? Tis summer, the people are gay;? for the apparent popularity of reasons.Because? My Old Kentucky Home? e? Swanee River? Many people have the impression that Stephen Foster was a southe gentleman. However, he has visited the South on one occasion, a steam trip to New Orleans in 1852.Stephen Foster spent his life mostly in Pennsylvania and New York. His father, William Foster Sr., spent many years in politics, working for President Harrison and win elections in two terms as mayor of Allegheny, Pa.Prior the Civil War Stephen Foster helped President James Buchanan, with the musical direction Buchanan of the joy of the club and writing music for the effort.During Civil War Stephen Foster wrote more than 70 songs, most of the songs, the patriotic war badly sold. During the war Foster? S alcoholism his health deteriorated until his death in poverty 1864.Two months after his death, Stephen Foster? S? Beautiful Dreamer? was in New York.Beautiful Dreamer by Stephen FosterBeautiful dreamer, after me, Starlight and dewdrops are waiting for you; Sounds of the world, rude during the day, Lull'd the moon all pass'd away! Beautiful dreamer, queen of my song, USA-woo, and I am with you soft melody; Gone are the problems of life busy throng, -- Beautiful dreamer, follow me! Beautiful dreamer, on the sea Sirens are chaunting wild Lorel; Over the streamlet vapors are boe, Waiting to fade at the bright coming mo.Beautiful dreamer, beam on my heart, E'en in the moing on the streamlet and sea; Thus, all the clouds of pain unit -- Beautiful dreamer, after me !***************************** Gambe Garry is a public school teacher and entrepreneur. He writes articles about real estate, health and nutrition, and inteet dating services. He is the owner and

Three poems Dona Leonor s Revenge The Old Moon shared all parties in Spanish-English

Three poems Dona Leonor s Revenge The Old Moon shared all parties in Spanish-English 1) You? A Leonor? S Revenge [1627 AD] Rafael Ortiz? S Fate What we have on the plate Leonor one to do? SWhen arrived In Lima, Peru; To enjoy the beheading revengeFor By her husband. And so the plot? Now playing (In an alley) How, with the exception of trout! In SpanishTranslated by Nancy PenalozaLa leyenda de: La venganza de Leonor to make a (1627 después? S de Cristo) The fate of Rafael Ortiz Estaba sobre el plato Be done? A Leonor.Cuando Ella llegó? In Lima Pro? Sabor venganzaPor for the decapitaci? N De su esposo. Y entonces el complotFue llevado a su fin hours (In an Calleja? N) Destrip como ella? So Trucha! 2) The Old MoonThe wind, the wind? Moments Pass Step in years, years and years And the moon continue reading For me, with fear and incredible nights? Under the shadow of the twilight gone E 'alone, looking into the eyes; At dusk, you linger on, on the road How Sphynx? You follow me: look, look down, down on me?. This is a time between now and then I call it forever? And soon? But this? And between me and you? Me and You and the dusk is his secret moon.She eyes you know Flashing across the sky and the meadow Passing, passing in silence? Con? Flashing on the lawn and the sky !...# 474 2/5/2005Spanish VersionLa Vieja Luna [The Old Moon] Los Vientos, los Vientos? Momentos Pasanen Pasanen converti? Ndose it one? O, a? Os y m? A spirituality? Os Y la luna neighbor? A light produciendo Noches y sobre mi espeluznantes intr? Pidas? Bajo sus sombras en el pasajeras CREP? Schools She is? Sola, mirando de mis ojos; Al anochecer, nn rezagamos, a lo largo del Camino Como una Esfinge alive? She follows me: Mirando, mirando abajo, me? Ndome are they? Hay un tiempo entre ahora y entonces A esto llamo para siempre? Y ready? Pero esto me from YT? 3) shared pages [English version? N] is a time for young people The age and its pride; The man thinks he knows The other thinks, why; But the youth and the relationships ageWith divide? Are common side: life, death and desire, And a hope chest Never rests.Note: The poem is the author, after 25 years, is out of place, written in May l981, and the Northe Poetry Review, Anchorage, Alaska, by Dale A. Stirling, Editor / Publisher l980-86, Northe Poetry Review your comments? very smooth and transmit real feelings?. Author is not known when he was released from a previous anthologies, but feels up to this point has not yet been published and then for the first time in this series of poems. # 82In SpanishLados ComunesLa Juventud tiene su age Y su orgullo age; Piensa which one? L sabe, por el otro piensa qu? Pero la Juventud y la edadCon lazos separados? Tienen lados common: Life, death, and b? Squeda, Y una esperanza en el pechoEstos nunca descansan.Note: Este poema fue found después por el author? And a 25? Os siendo extraviado; writing Mayo, l981, a Poe y revisada por the review? s al norte, el anclaje, Alaska to Dale A. Stirling, Editor / Editor, l980-86, a review of Poe? s north, sus comentarios? muy sencillo y el Sentimiento true transport. The author is not aware si esto fue publicado por cualquier an earlier anthology, but this writing has not conociendo sido publicado, por consiguiente, por primera vez en este publicada en Juego poemas.Dennis Siluk, poet, his new book as " Spelling Andes, "and "Cold Kindness" in your website, or perhaps in some book Operations or

The indescribable feeling

The indescribable feeling An indescribable feeling   Streaming through my body   A sensation of pain   A feeling of sadness,   It is a mixture of many emotions   It's too big is too chaotic commotionIt   It 'like a toado   Or something stronger   It is an indescribable feeling is strong sensationThe   Like a firework in my head,   Causes crackling in my head   The explosion almost more   more intense than that which can handleIt fear is like a mouth of fire in me   Be a monstrous   Trapped in my bodyThis creature in me   The thing that keeps me alive   In my body   This is what this drama intimidatingWith as revenue   My mind has started to have a sudden spasm,   The trauma is permanently   It 'important to me to be antagonized buy anxiety ask, you can   And 'this really happens   It may be true   They are dreaming an indescribable feeling   The sense of nostalgia   The feeling of the need   The sensation that does not   The feeling that only causes more Paini feel I framed   Framed by a horrible crime   Something unforgivable   Something that I will not be able to deal with   It caused such traumatic sensationAn feeling indescribable   One that is not for all men of experience   That has never heard or known   I can not, I am not a game for him   Slate termanate Methis feeling is indescribable   I will announce   And all that remains is the silence,   DarknessI'm calm and philosophy major and I am a great fan of Nietzsche work. I also have fins, that Marilyn Manson (Brian Weer) is very good philosophys (although controversal, and thecnically is not a philosopher, but of course I am not) I also enjoy many other philosophers, and are about a career with something to do with the philosophy and / or mesh. I am a very dramatic person and like everything to do with the theater, including theater. I also like photography!

Before we people Three Poems in Prose

Before we people Three Poems in Prose 5th DyingWhen old and my mother died, it was like blowing on a candle, almost as if he were ready for a vacation. If the death, I hope that is so easy for me, maybe live, it was much harder than to die in this moment (time and place) for them that Christ is in their coer, they felt much more secure, which has wanted, "she was not alone? t quite sure if the wind blow? in the air to blow the candle. Sunday shows the old and dying are wiser. # 1161 [2/2/06] A Sleepy prose Poem6.A Light Winter   [In Minnesota: 7 February 2006] Outside the snow is light, is a thin winter. Now, in February, I don? T think that the earth fell asleep during this season; tired, because it can be a busy summer and autumn. I guess you can wait, and next year's sleep, and all of us to freeze hell. # 1189 Human 2/7/067.Before we are ahead of us, God to other people?, Do not Fret, the sky has its own way, your breath. In any case, these people of a time by hand prints on the walls many, many stone huts built, but that does not believe that seen.I say? Cleaver in their way? You see, we've been here before you? Who are you? enjoy the scenery there? sa short break. # 1188 2/7/06See Dennis' website:

My granni

My granni I never thought I would say my best friend? But this is what I had to do today, I had to abandon her forever? There was no other choice for me, before the fact or pretend to be correct, I had no idea?, How difficult would actually let go this huge part of me? Not tomorrow or never? My life without my own life granni here seems to be a game? By coincidence and questions? Questions that never end and have no answers, which begin to be able, we recommend the hole in the healing menor close to my heart and soul that seem to be feeling Lost, numb and empty completely empty? As I left no one to really follow? Living with respectShe was so much more than my grandmother, I knew you, before they left earthAnd so I said more than once or twice, because they have to know how very special? And I felt truly blessed to have my friend was without doubt the best? My granni took me more than anyone ever really see? E 'was an unspoken? Child of Love, without conditions and was far above the average normal caringAnd support for a grandchild? Or any kind of family you have more than herselfTo anyone in my life, nobody could have done what they have so much devotion to meWith absolute honesty and true feelings? Their loyalty was? Sincerely eteal So much that I cry now? And they want THATI had one day to spend their hands and try to accept your fears and their pain? This was about their bodies and their minds as never before? In our lives? If I honestly view 20 years of my life that are just here tomorrow? I can not explain how I feel today or how much pain I am in me? That will never be gone, no matter how long, so that this happens Ache remain forever with me? How special note is always with me and means so much? For me and my son? Jakob Thomas's "Baby Doll" And I promise not to forget what they did if they are still here for him? its just a great-grandchild? Resource Box -? Danielle Hollister (2004) is the publisher of Bella Online Quotations Zine - A free newsletter for fans to offer, with over 10,000 deals in dozens of categories like - love, friendship, children, inspiration , success, wisdom, family, life, and many more. Read online at --

Sweet Serendipity

Sweet Serendipity Sweet serendipity   Continues to shine on me   Open your eyes to see   Do everything you want   My jouey as a result of my treasure   Find my destination   Living authentically   Practice spontaneousness   Get rid of indecision   Living with courage   Becoming part of the day exhuberantly   I express my full potential passion   It is never limited by the reality of my   But living within a victorious   Through my faith and the reality within <   Sweet serendipity   When my efforts are made   And the distance I? Go fully implement   They say about me   In love and life that I gained   Go to the tragedy   To succeed   A mess   To send a message   The trap   A step   Apparent setbacks   For immeasurable success   As the pain   In power   Anxiety   Creativity   Danni   In healing   Crime   In the sense   Disaster   Dynamic recovery   Countless discoveries destination   Realization of dreams   Causing in the world   To listen   Shine on me sweet serendipity   Make my life   What you need! Paul Davis is author of Breakthrough for a broken heart a book tells us how to overcome disappointments and flowers in your dreams! 'It is a minister, life coach (relational and professional), fitness trainer, keynote speaker at the world professional, creative consultant, humor being, adventure capitalist, explorer, mediator, liberator and dream-maker . Paul 's compassion for people and passion for the jouey took more than 50 countries in the world where he had a tremendous impact. Paul has also brought revival to many in war, poverty and the tsunami-affected regions of the earth. His nonprofit organization Dream-Maker Ministries is building dreams and breaking limitations.Paul 's Breakthrough Seminars inspire, revive, awaken, impregnate with purpose, impart the fire of desire, catapult people into a new level of self-awareness, facilitate the discovery and destiny dream fulfillment. Paul can be contacted at: 407-282-1745 or RevivingNations@yahoo.com407-967-7553

Three Sweet Poems, and two not so sweet now in Spanish and English

Three Sweet Poems, and two not so sweet now in Spanish and English 1) End PoemWherever today? E 'where you were; E 'where God, dotted ? i? e? t? 2) God? s AngelsGod asked his angels: Why is it sad? An angel replied: ? Mr President, you can? T shadows. 3) An empty SpaceOut of wisdom is to wait Regarding the love, the thirst Do not kill. If death To what they say? Explain why the empty space? Shyness and fear not Explaining your waiver Mysterious veil. By wisdom We expect, travel a lot for love; Thirst not kill. But They are located, or in a winter Blizzard, or a cozy restaurant.4) in the mountains (Andes) I mix in theMountains? In weaker thinShadowsof mountains! Like the moss on a leaf moistenedStoneLike blown away fromHome? (Fall of cool)! I in the mix, clingingTo mountains? In its weakest thinShadows5) Dead ChildrenBreaking stones? Who breaks the stones? Only little Faces With my pain bones.I The children to the devil? All but one, and Now I can Stones With a sad face And the aging of the bones?. Visit Mr. Siluk site and its travel, books, and likes and dislikes, you can also most Inteet book retailers as well as eBay for more information about its writtings.In SpanishTranslated by: Nancy Penaloza1) Poema final ? Dondequiera that t? est? Hoy d s? A-Es donde se estar propuso but where Esto apunta Dios? i? and? t? .2) Los? ngel de DiosDios preguntó? one of his? ngel: ? Por que parece tan Tristes? Respondi? a? ngel. ? if? or not we can find sombra? 3) Un espacio VCA? Ode to a esperaría sabiduría, Viajes para el amor away; La sed no los Matar?. Cuando la muerte Llegue? Que le dir? S de esto? -- Explicando:? Por qu? Vaci el espacio? The timidez y no el miedo Explicaran you make? N a tu Mysterious veil. De la sabiduria a Uno puede esperar, viaje para el far amor; La sed no los Matar?. Pero Ellos se encontrarán, Ser? ello en una venta De invieo, or in a restaurant acogedor4) Ni? Os muertos Rompiendo Piedras? Here? Rompe N Piedras? Caras only darkness? Than With penosos huesos. Lost A MIS Ni? I para el diablo? All except one, y Ahora break Piedras With a pitiful cara Y huesos envejecidos.Nota: Estos cuatro Poemas [with? La Sombra de Andes?] Recently published Fueron por la Revista newsletter, annual reader, tres millones [junio y julio de 2005], and le fue? Tun for m? Visitors who cualquier otro poema publicado por dentro de aquella revista AQUEL pro? Odo de tiempo.Mr. Siluk lives in St. Paul, Minnesota, and Lima, Peru with his wife Rosa.

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Live For Today

Live For Today That is not what they say? But what does this mean? There is no definition mayanswer this question ... For all everywhereBecause everything youfeel in your heart and sharewith the important people in your life ... I sincerely believe that meansyou should choicesthat not seemto you wonder "What if ...?" or ask questions like" Why is not happy? "" Where am I wrong? "How can my life ... Thus, after unfulfillingand depressingday ... Daycontinually stressing me to the point of no retu worsewhen think there'ssimply or a curse ... My existencie ridiculous as it may seem ... If you can not shake itThe will have feelings ... and a tragicinteal, premature death of livingthat real emotions and will be less and less ... Truethan meet todayin of life and how you feel maymake all new ... Each moingdespite the world around youyour life, do not be sad .. . And you'll never have to wonder what would have beenif not taken a chanceand lived in momentand treasure of dance ... Your life is not etealembracing first thingsthat May unexpectedlyand come give you wings ... To go abovethe unknown paththat trivial boringTo choose to explore ... Remember that this world is onlywalk a timemake valuable tripfilled with the sublime ... YouChoose'll probably regret not doing much more than what you do not close the door tryso ... On unknownGo additional mileTake some risksand smile ... When you look at the life backon pleasure madeYou not lackin ... or ask yourselfWhy? Why? Why? E 'for years to fly quickly ... Without my daysto enjoying extentand make every momentmore as well spent? Resource Box -? Danielle Hollister (2004) is the editor for BellaOnline Quotations Zine - A free newsletter for fans with prices more than 10,000 bids in dozens of categories - love, friendship, children, inspiration, success, wisdom , family, life, and much more. Read online --

Train to Newport and the roof to 68 poems in Spanish and English

Train to Newport and the roof to 68 poems in Spanish and English Train to Newport (1962), but when I was fifteen years   Tom and I snuck in goods yard   To take the train to Chicago.   I was surprised at my stupidity? He held in Newport, Minnesota,   Seven miles from home, and we   And there is (Tom and I) joined stones,   Walking miles home.Note dark: The author has a lot of things, when he was young, but has never hopped a train, was her first and last time. # 2/23/06Homeless in 1241? 68The house has nothing?   Because when I was in San FranciscoBack in? 68?   Everything is pointing against him   Want a little 'to cry, but I quickly found in.It dark, though? Re homeless.   No matter which side of the road is? Reon, a homeless, is in hot water! # 1240 2/23/06In 1968, Dennis traveled from Minnesota to San Francisco by train, which had a stretch of bad luck and had to eat the mission house, and ended on the sofa, sleep in a dojo, for several weeks, and then click on a veranda on the sofa for $ 5 dollars a week (a Spanish family). Then finally he found a job, and got a real castle in the room and was very happy.In Spanish   Translated by Nancy PenalozaEl Tren to Newport (1962) Yo solo tenia 15 a? Os age, when   Tom y yo dentro del escapamos dep? Site de Carga,   Para coger un tren de ida to Chicago.   Yo Estuve sorprendido de mi estupidez! Este par? de Newport, Minesota,   You are Millas de la casa, y nosotros   Nosotros Ambos (Tom y yo) pateamos Piedras,   Caminando ESAS OSCURAS miles de regreso a casa.Nota: El author hizo muchas cosas cuando era joven, pero? L marmalade? S jump a train nuevamente, esta fue su primera y última vez. # 1241 2/23/06Sin Hogar de el? Sin Hogar 68El hombre no tiene nada --   Ya que estaba yo, yo cuando en San Estuve FranciscoAtr? S en el? 68   Apuntando contra todo estaba? L.   Ud. Quiere gritar un poco, pero yo lo aguante?. Anochece r? Pido cuanto t? estas sin Hogar.   No matter which de lado de la calle tu estasSobre, sin un hombre esta en el Hogar Agua Caliente! # 1240 2/23/06En 1968 Dennis viaje? From Minnesota to San Francisco por tren, el tenia Racha de una mala suerte y tuvo que comer en la Misi? n, y durmiendo sobre un termino SOF? a Academia de Artes Marcial, during varias semanas, y luego en el p? rtico de alguien a Sill? n $ 5 for d? Lares a week (a family espa? Ola). Luego el Encontre finally? a job, and consigue? real punto en el cuarto posarse, y fue muy feliz.See Dennis' website: