others may have wine, i have poetry

We don't read and write poetry because it's cute.

We read and write poetry because we are members of the human race.

And the human race is filled with passion.

And medicine, law, business, engineering, these are noble pursuits and necessary to sustain life.

But poetry, beauty, romance, love, these are what we stay alive for.

Dead Poet's Society

Friday, January 6, 2012

remnants..

Vague traces remain

 Like dregs in a coffee mug

 Or ashes of a burnt fire

 Like ink washed off paper

an old faded photograph

 scars thats won't fade away

a rusted old vehicle 


an old forgotten memory


the longing for lost comfort

 the last notes of a song

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