%%USERNAME%%    %%ACCWORDS%% %%ONOFF%% |
| ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
| ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
| >> Book >> Other >> ID #1484965 |   |
| |||||||||||||
| ** Images For Use By Upgraded+ Only **
Hello! Hi! Welcome to My blog! It will take you through much of the pathway of my life and allow you to know me a little bit better. Sometimes it will be opinions and sometimes just inspirations. Blogging is a way for me to speak from within my soul. Maybe my blogs will be of some help to someone, anyone.  Someone once said that he had never seen a blog like mine. Well, each their own and my intention is to make my blog as multi-faceted as possible. Anyway welcome once more to my colourful Blog! |
| 79. Love | ID #696660 |
| Posted: 5-19-2010 @ 2:57 am EDT | |
|
|
| 78. Foundation | ID #695954 |
| Posted: 5-12-2010 @ 1:38 pm EDT | |
|
|
| 77. Contended | ID #695188 |
| Posted: 5-4-2010 @ 12:39 pm EDT | |
|
|
| 76. Clarity | ID #694957 |
| Posted: 5-2-2010 @ 12:14 pm EDT | |
|
|
| 75. Sunrise | ID #694716 |
| Posted: 4-30-2010 @ 2:07 am EDT | |
|
|
| 74. The Solitary Reaper | ID #694267 |
| Posted: 4-26-2010 @ 6:08 am EDT | |
|
Today someone compared my most recent poem, Golden Fields "Invalid Item"  to William Wordsworth's Solitary Reaper.....!THE SOLITARY REAPER BEHOLD her, single in the field, Yon solitary Highland Lass! Reaping and singing by herself; Stop here, or gently pass! Alone she cuts and binds the grain, And sings a melancholy strain; O listen! for the Vale profound Is overflowing with the sound. No Nightingale did ever chaunt More welcome notes to weary bands Of travellers in some shady haunt, Among Arabian sands: A voice so thrilling ne'er was heard In spring-time from the Cuckoo-bird, Breaking the silence of the seas Among the farthest Hebrides. Will no one tell me what she sings?-- Perhaps the plaintive numbers flow For old, unhappy, far-off things, And battles long ago: Or is it some more humble lay, Familiar matter of to-day? Some natural sorrow, loss, or pain, That has been, and may be again? Whate'er the theme, the Maiden sang As if her song could have no ending; I saw her singing at her work, And o'er the sickle bending;-- I listened, motionless and still; And, as I mounted up the hill The music in my heart I bore, Long after it was heard no more. William Wordsworth I was quite taken aback as I do not believe that I am anywhere close to any famous poet or any worthy poet for that matter...  As a matter of fact, I am still quite speechless about it..!! Lol These were the words of the admirer of my poem in comparison: "The poem is excellent!! It reminds me of "Solitary Reaper" by William Wordsworth...jst d big difrnce being d magnificent union of two lovers...wow! " (not a WDC member...hehe) To be honest, I hardly recall reading William Wordsworth. As a matter of fact, I hardly read, memorised or recall any writings of any distinguished poets of the past or even the present. During Literature classes, I was more engrossed in Chaucer or a couple of Shakespeare's plays as that too were practically forced upon. Poetry is a creation of one's soul. The words tend to flow out naturally from within based on the passion one feels in regards to the topic or the core subject. It is unique, it is individual. The efforts of a solitary reaper. Nevertheless, I am definitely touched by my "poetry admirer" 's enthusiastic comparison to Wordsworth...  . I am sure he knows "many more writers" who prescribe to higher standards of writing compared to mine. However, I am thrilled to discover that there are similarities between Wordsworth's style of writing and mine (Woohooo...!!!). And to think that I was writing some random style of "gibberish"...! No proper rhyming and rhythm, stanzas and counts...!!! I have my "poetry admirer" to thank for the discovery of the renowned William Wordsworth...! I love you for that...!! xxx ** Images For Use By Upgraded+ Only ** |
| 73. R & L | ID #664052 |
| Posted: 8-17-2009 @ 10:10 pm EDT | |
|
Respect and Love; two of the most undervalued words these days.The lack of them does not put a break on needs and wants; these two on the other hand are still much in demand while continually undervaluing the intergrity of the seemingly unwanted R and L. With the exception that there thrives a special bunch of "fools" who still hang on to them. ** Images For Use By Upgraded+ Only ** |
| 72. No Change | ID #663837 |
| Posted: 8-16-2009 @ 12:02 pm EDT | |
|
The sleepy eyes speaks to the lethargic heart, the lethargic heart speaks to to the tired soul...why in the world do we face a rising and setting of the sun when each day seems just the same.....all the blooms, all of spring and summer does not change anything in all beating hearts..... ** Images For Use By Upgraded+ Only ** |
| 71. Roots | ID #663088 |
| Posted: 8-10-2009 @ 9:57 pm EDT | |
|
The roots of your life will always be the same, no matter how many times you "replant" yourself...!! It's about respecting yourself, those who came before you and touching base with reality. ** Images For Use By Upgraded+ Only ** |
| 70. Confidence | ID #662567 |
| Posted: 8-7-2009 @ 1:26 am EDT | |
|
Walking around with an air of confidence doesn't necessarily signify arrogance... ** Images For Use By Upgraded+ Only ** |
 Log In To Leave Feedback |
Member Blogs
Static Items
Books
Forums
Groups
Interactive Stories
Audio
Campfire Creatives
Community Notes
Crossword Puzzles
Documents
Folders
Images
In & Outs
Madlibs
Photo Albums
Polls
Product Reviews
Quizzes
Survey Forms
Web Pages
Word Searches
