Invisible Man

Ruu Campbell-Invisible Man

Spring Rain

I THOUGHT I had forgotten,

     But it all came back again

To-night with the first spring thunder

     In a rush of rain.

I remembered a darkened doorway

     Where we stood while the storm swept by,

Thunder gripping the earth

     And lightning scrawled on the sky.

The passing motor busses swayed,

     For the street was a river of rain,

Lashed into little golden waves

     In the lamp light's stain.

With the wild spring rain and thunder

     My heart was wild and gay;

Your eyes said more to me that night

     Than your lips would ever say. . . .

I thought I had forgotten,

     But it all came back again

To-night with the first spring thunder

     In a rush of rain.

Sara Teasdale

Bild: Alexi Zaitsev

Spirit's House

From naked stones of agony

I will build a house for me;

As a mason all alone

I will raise it, stone by stone,

And every stone where I have bled

Will show a sign of dusky red.

I have not gone the way in vain,

For I have good of all my pain;

My spirit's quiet house will be

Built of naked stones I trod

On roads where I lost sight of God.

 Sara Teasdale

painting: Emilio Longon

Little Bird

Lisa Hannigan - Little Bird

When You Go Away

When you go away, my friend,
When we say our last good-bye,
Then the summer time will end,
And the winter will be nigh.
Though the green grass decks the heather,
And the birds sing all the day,
There will be no summer weather
After you have gone away.
When I look into your eyes,
I shall thrill with deepest pain;
Thinking that beneath the skies,
I may never look again.
You will feel a moment's sorrow,
I shall feel a lasting grief;
You forgetting on the morrow,
I, to mourn with no relief.
When we say the last, sad word,
And you are no longer near,
And the winds, and all the birds
Can not keep the summer here.
Life will lose its full completeness,
Lose it, not for you, but me;
All the beauty and the sweetness
Each can hold, I shall not see.

Ella Wheeler Wilcox

Goodbye

.Mick Flannery - Goodbye

I'm here...

Weightless 

Courtney Jones 

 

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