Who is the swift one that found me on the road? Neither the sun nor any other light shines on him. I have often seen him running alongside ships at sea. He needs no clothing or food, and is visible to all but tangible by none? \n\nWhat has roots as nobody sees, is taller than trees, up, up it goes, and yet never grows? \n\nThirty white horses on a red hill, first they champ, then they stamp, then they stand still. \n\nVoiceless it cries, wingless flutters, toothless bites, mouthless mutters.\n\nAn eye in a blue face saw an eye in a green face. “That eye is like to this eye,” said the first eye, “But in a low place, not in a high place.” \n\nIt cannot be seen, cannot be felt, cannot be heard, cannot be smelt. It lies behind stars and under hills, and empty holes it fills. It comes first and follows after, ends life, kills laughter. \n\nA box without hinges, key, or lid, yet golden treasure inside is hid.
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1. Shadow\n2. Mountain\n3. Teeth\n4. Wind\n5. Sun and a daisy\n6. Darkness\n7. Egg
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I have studied many religions, each one more than the other, and still I've come to the same conclusion I always do: that we really are alone in this world. It's the cold, hard truth, but we have to learn to accept it. There's an old Native American proverb which goes something like this: "Truth looks for eyes unclouded by desire." And we, as humans, naturally desire the belief that someone or something watches over us and protects us. It's comforting for a while, but for most, that comfort begins to dwindle 'till it is merely a flickering flame. \n\nThink about this: (for this example, we'll use a horse.) What made a horse (meaning, not in a reproductive sense but THE first horse), A: men, B: spacemen, or C: fairies? Just because the first two aren't true doesn't make the last one correct. I don't mean to insult anyone's beliefs or religion, this is simply my opinion as it was asked for.
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electirc train can't blow smoke\nDes-my name\n\nQuestion: If a blonde and a brunette fell off a building, who would hit the ground first?\nAnswer: The brunette - the blonde would have to stop for directions!\n\n\n--------------------------------------------------------------------------------\n\n The assistant asked the blonde if she would like her pizza cut into six pieces or twelve. \n\n"Six please" she said, "I could never eat twelve!"\n\n\n--------------------------------------------------------------------------------\n\n A blonde was walking down the road with a healthy looking pig under her arm. As she passed the bus stop, someone asked, \n\n"Where did you get that?"\nThe pig replied, \n"I won her in a raffle!"\n\n\n--------------------------------------------------------------------------------\n\n A person went into the office kitchen one morning and found a new blonde girl painting the walls. She was wearing a new fur coat and a nice denim jacket.\n\nThinking this was a little strange, he asked her why she was wearing them rather than old clothes or an overall.\n\nShe showed him the instructions on the tin, \n\n"For best results, put on two coats".\n\n\n--------------------------------------------------------------------------------\n\n Two blondes were in a parking lot trying to unlock the door of their car with a coat hanger.\nFirst Blonde: \n\n"I can't seem to get this door unlocked!\nSecond Blonde: \nWell you better hurry up. It's starting to rain and the top is down!\n\n\n--------------------------------------------------------------------------------\n\n Three blondes were walking through a field when they came across a set of tracks.\n\n\nThe first blonde looked down at the tracks and said, \n\n"I think they could be bird tracks."\n\nThe second blonde went to look and said, \n\n"No, I think these are deer tracks."\n\nThey stepped aside and the third blonde went over to the tracks. She looked down, then got run over by the train!\n\n\n--------------------------------------------------------------------------------\n\n A blonde asked someone what time it was, and they told her it was 4:45. The blonde, with a puzzled look on her face replied,\n\n\n"You know, it's the weirdest thing, I have been asking that question all day, and each time I get a different answer."\n\n\n--------------------------------------------------------------------------------\n\n A blonde was driving down the road listening to the radio and was quite upset when she heard blonde joke after blonde joke. A little way down the road, she saw another blonde out in a field rowing a boat. The blonde stopped her car and angrily jumped out yelling, \n\n"You dumb blonde bimbo! It's blondes like you that give the rest of us a bad name! If I could swim I'd come out there and give you what's coming to you!"\n\n\n--------------------------------------------------------------------------------\n\n A blonde and a redhead went to the bar after work for a drink, and sat on stools watching the 6 O'clock news. A man was shown threatening to jump from the Brooklyn Bridge, and the blonde bet the redhead $50 that he wouldn't jump.\n\nSure enough, he jumped, so the blonde gave the redhead $50. The redhead said, \n\n"I can't take this, you're my friend."\nBut the blonde insisted saying, \n"No. A bet's a bet."\n\nThen the redhead said \n\n"Listen, I have to tell you that I saw this on the 5 O'clock news, so I can't take your money."\n\nThe blonde replied \n\n"Well, so did I, but I didn't think he would jump again!"\n\n\n--------------------------------------------------------------------------------\n\n A dumb blonde was really tired of being made fun of, so she decided to have her hair she would look like a brunette.\n\nWhen she had brown hair, she decided to take a drive in
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“All me bloomin’ life, sir! Me mother was a mermaid, me father was King Neptune. I was born on the crest of a wave and rocked in the cradle of the deep. Seaweed and barnacles are me clothes. Every tooth in me head is a marlinspike; the hair on me head is hemp. Every bone in me body is a spar, and when I spits, I spits tar! I’se hard, I is, I am, I are!”\n\nHow's the cow? is a better one
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A guy came to town on a horse. He got off his horse and rubbed his lips on its butt. A man came by and asked "Why are you rubbing your lips on your horses butt?" The guy said " I have chapped lips" The man then explained "I didn't know horse poop helped chapped lips" \n      "No, it just keeps you from licken' them"
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I think this is a great question (opportunity really) to get some of us closet writers to post our own writing...maybe even get some fun feedback, or just enjoy reading some other writer’s work as well. So, thanks for the chance. Well here is one of my earlier poems:\n\n"A Passing, Sulfur-Green Passion"\n\nThose green eyes, once filled with rage-rampant fire,\nFueled a whim obsessed fervor that partook of every desire.\n\nNot once did any glance go unrewarded in a closed-door fashion—\n   A youthful body withered by long nights of unprotected (un-sustained) passion. \n\nFeeling ephemeral stares, \nImagining they seek out what lurks behind badly salt-stained eyes, omens-old\nShe is forever surrounded by sulfur-smoke, \nLost in sustained moment of grey-cold.\n \nAnd those wet orbs cannot receive a spark of compassion\n \n   For anyone’s love.
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You're lucky I love this book and it's sitting next to me...\n\nAtticus: "if you can learn a simple trick, Scout, you'll get along a lot better with all kinds of folks. You never really understand a person until you see things from his point of view--"\nScout: "Sir?"\nAtticus: "--until you climb into his skin and walk around in it."\n\n\nThe two answerers above me- did you ever consider this is a high school student that can't figure it out?  Perhaps they are being lazy or perhaps they just don't know which quote is correct.  Don't answer the question if you're just going to be a jerk.
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ok summer here is the best i got:\n\nThis poem is (obviously) a lament, or some sorrow for something lost, also known as an elegy.  In this case, the poem is a woman's song.  She is lamenting the loss of her lover (it is possible that he is simply not there, or absent).  \nHowever, it appears as if "her lord" is the same lord that governs the people in this poem.  Therefore, for some reason they are isolating her from him.  Her lord himself tells her to take up a "dwelling" that he has apparently appointed for her.  \nOnce there, she meets a man and falls in love with him, claiming that "death alone" would separate them.\nFor the remainder of the poem, the woman is expressing her deep grief as she is in exile in what seems to be some type of cave or tunnell in the ground.\n\nhere is a paragraph by paragraph analysis:\n1.  \nHere she is introducing her lament as a sorrowful tale of her utmost woe; that never before has she experienced any distress as dire or excruciating as this.\n\n2.\nhere she explains that her lords family/ gentry sent him on a sea journey.  "Dawn-cares" can be interpreted as she either worries about him so much, she is losing sleep, or she wakes up in the morning, and her 1st thought is her husband.  [These compound words are famous in anglo-saxon poetry.]  She decides to go into exile, which was a custom of women to do who were w/o there husbands.  She may have disgraced him and is thencforth banishing herself.  It seems that she is turning to his people for advice, and they have their own plans as to where she should go.  The scheme and plot to send her away and put her in a position which will forever keep them apart. \n\n3.\nHer lord confirms the dwelling place she is to go to.  Where she went for exile, she knows few people.\n\n4.  \nShe falls in love with a man who is depressive and well taken care of.  He also seems to be in exile w/ a broken heart...he may even be suicidal.  They vow together, that, in their exile, they will have eachother.  But, he kills himself, destroying their pact.  she is back to where she stared in her sorrow.\n\n5.  \nFillied with longing, she is sent to live in a cave or some sort of underground hovel.  \n\n6. She describes her surroundings as dismal and "briar-choked".  She bemoans that fact that loves walk the earth and experience joy, while she is condemned to despair.  She explains that she can never gain composure because she used to be so full of hope, promise, and she was enthused for life.  Now that everything is taken from her, she is torn.  She takes a turn to curse her lord and wish upon him sorrow and grief, that he may become lost and wandering in his journeys.  She wished upon him a brooding heart and "breast cares" (broken heart). \n\nWell, I really hope this helps you!! Good luck with everything!  I will also email this to u so u get it.
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Dear Bearded One,\n\nI wrote you a poem in honor of your passing. Ok, not that you are dead....yet. Ok not that passing the stone will kill you either....most likely. Ok it could, but I doubt it. Unless it's a boulder. In that case, I'm sure surgery would be imminent. And since you are on here answering, I'm thinking no boulders. Ok, so in honor of your passing of the stone, I'm writing you a poem. Here it is: \n\n\nThere once was a man from Idaho,\nWho answered the questions of Jimbo,\nI noticed a few,\nI would laugh right on cue,\nTo the thought of dating a zombo!!\n\nI finally decided to answer,\nThis TMBG romancer,\nThe moon it was full,\nConversation never was dull,\nWith this Kimchee diet enhancer!\n\nBut then he fell ill with a stone,\n"I'm in pain!" he often would moan,\nHe gritted his teeth,\nBraced himself with his feet,\nAnd proceded to pass thru his bone.\n\nNow we all hope that he will be cured,\nHis Yahoo Answer friends are assured,\nHe will return a new man,\nWith a quest and a plan,\nTo convince Yahoo! Amy he's absurd.\n\n\nGet well soon, Bud!
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Wow, this poem is something else. By that I mean it is really abstract in its language and in its metaphors. I have a guess on it's meaning, but that is merely a guess. This author is using so much personal experience that it is hard for me as a reader to really connect well with what is being said, but here is my hypothesis:\n\nFirst of all, I think the title "Call It Fear" needs to be kept in mind when reading through the entire poem. The structure and the wording is suggestive of a person who is caught in the panic of fear ("call it an ocean of fear of the dark"). So, it can easily be assumed that this poem is analyzing fear and the essence of fear in the human mind.\n\nThe author has this deep fear, a fear of the dark, or possibly a fear of the unknown. The author is not alone however as she has found someone, referred to as Goodluck, who also has the same fear. They have come together to escape the fear, and their only escape has been found in the music that they have found on the radio, the church music that plays on a lot of stations on Sunday mornings. \n\nThere is also a question of the repeated imagery of "a string of shadow horses kicking and pulling me out of my belly." This image is repeated in the first and third stanzas and is linked to anxiety, the butterfly feeling that everyone gets in the pit of their stomach when they are controlled by fear. The idea of "shadow horses" seems to suggest the idea that death is pulling and tugging at the speaker of this poem, and it is the fear of death that drives the speaker to use music to escape the fear.\n\nThis is my guess on the meaning of the poem. . . I hope it proves helpful!
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Sally Goes to Sea  \n\n\nSally Malloy jumped for joy,\nWhen she saw Roy the sailor boy,\n"Ahoy", said Roy, "Ahoy, ahoy"\nCome sail with me and Lord Fauntleroy.\n\nNow Sally was not a"sailor goy'l,\nLike Popeye the sailor's Olive Oyl,\nShe lived on a farm and hoed the soil,\nAnd baked sweet yams in aluminum foil.\n\nBut Sally thought that she might enjoy,\nA day on the sea with with sailor Roy,\nSo she brought for lunch some boiled bok choy,\nAnd went to sea, ahoy, ahoy.\n\nWhen Sally  and Roy were well afloat,\nOn rolling seas in a bright red boat,\nLord Fauntleroy,(  I have to note),\nHad brought on board a billy goat!\n\nNow Fauntleroy was an English royal,\nTrue to his word and always loyal, \nBut today he was quite an annoying boy,\nHe fed the goat the boiled bok choy.\n\n"Oh no!", said Sally, our lunch is spoiled,\n"Do you know just how hard I toiled?"\nCooking tofu (which is made of soy),\nThen boiling ten quarts of green bok choy?\n\nSo she poured the bucket of green bok choy,\nOver the head of Lord Fauntleroy,\nThen she marched the billy goat and the Lord,\nAnd pushed the two of them overboard.\n\nThe last we saw them ahoy, ahoy\nThe goat was dragging Lord Fauntleroy,\nThey finally reached land and jumped for joy,\nThe goat was still chewing, green bok choy.\n\nSo that 's the story of Sally Malloy,\nWho went to sea with sailor Roy \nAnd a billy goat and Lord Fauntleroy,\nFor you and your friends to all enjoy.\n\n I made this up just for you.   Hope you can use it.
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I loved this one...It's a very sweet poem about showing someone a reason not to take their own life .... Truly,Heart warming!!!! And I should know..I'm a  published Poet...It shows warmth and tenderness....It also lets me see inside your heart.And I see a warm,loving person..\n~hugs~
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I'll ask "What will the other parrot say if i ask which one is the door to heaven?"..\nAnd i'll take the other door than what i was told........\n\nExplanation - Through this question i will get the wrong door whether its the liar parrot or the truthful parrot.Because:\n1. Truthful parrot will tell the truth, i.e. he knows the liar will point to the hell door if asked about heaven door and so he will point to the hell door as my answer.\n2. The liar parrot will lie,he knows that the truthful parrot will point to the heaven door when asked abou heaven door, but he will lie and point to the hell door as my answer.
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Three Girls Go Camping   \n \n  One day three women went camping - a blonde, a brunette and a redhead. The blonde suddenly had to go to the bathroom. She went into the woods with her toilet paper and did her business. \nWhile she was gone, the brunette and the redhead decided to play a joke on her. They skinned a rabbit and snuck up on the blonde, put the guts behind her and ran back to the campsite. Three minutes later they heard a scream. \n\nThen they waited another half an hour and the blonde came back, sweating. She said, "I had to poop so hard I pooped my guts out. But thanks to God and these two fingers, I stuffed them back in." \n \nNot Going To Try This Again   \n \n  A blonde decides to try horseback riding, even though she has had no lessons or prior experience. She mounts the horse unassisted and it immediately springs into motion. It gallops along at a steady and rhythmic pace, but the blonde begins to slip from the saddle. In terror, she grabs for the horse's mane, but cannot seem to get a firm grip. \nShe tries to throw her arms around the horse's neck, but she slides down the side of the horse anyway. The horse gallops along, seemingly ignorant of its slipping rider. \n\nFinally, giving up her frail grip, the blonde attempts to leap away from the horse and throw herself to safety. Unfortunately, her foot becomes entangled in the stirrup, and she is now at the mercy of the horse's pounding hooves as her head is struck against the ground over and over. \n\nShe starts to lose consciousness, but to her great fortune, Bobby, the Wal-Mart greeter, sees her and unplugs the horse.
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LOL...\n\nIt's not a quote but a poem...anyway Sagittarius Red maybe?\n\nBTW, who the he ll is S.R.  Anyone famous?
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Out of my window, looking in the night\nI can see those barges flickering light.\nSilently flows the river to the sea\nAnd the barges too go silently.\n(Refrain)-->\nBarges, I would like to go with you\nI would like to sail the ocean blue.\nBarges, have you treasures in your hold,\nDo you fight with pirates, brave and bold?\n\nOut of my window, looking in the night,\nI can see those barges flickering light.\nStarboard shines green and port is glowing red.\nI can see then flickering far ahead.\n(Refrain)
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Adlestrop\n   \n \n  Yes, I remember Adlestrop -- \nThe name, because one afternoon \nOf heat the express-train drew up there \nUnwontedly. It was late June. \n\nThe steam hissed. Someone cleared his throat. \nNo one left and no one came \nOn the bare platform. What I saw \nWas Adlestrop -- only the name \n\nAnd willows, willow-herb, and grass, \nAnd meadowsweet, and haycocks dry, \nNo whit less still and lonely fair \nThan the high cloudlets in the sky. \n\nAnd for that minute a blackbird sang \nClose by, and round him, mistier, \nFarther and farther, all the birds \nOf Oxfordshire and Gloucestershire. \n\nEdward Thomas