Saturday, November 1, 2008

To Earthward


Love at the lips was touch
As sweet as I could bear;
And once that seemed too much;
I lived on air

That crossed me from sweet things,
The flow of - was it musk
From hidden grapevine springs
Down hill at dusk?

I had the swirl and ache
From sprays of honeysuckle
That when they're gathered shake
Dew on the knuckle.

I craved strong sweets, but those
Seemed strong when I was young;
The petal of the rose
It was that stung.

Now no joy but lacks salt
That is not dashed with pain
And weariness and fault;
I crave the stain

Of tears, the aftermark
Of almost too much love,
The sweet of bitter bark
And burning clove.

When stiff and sore and scarred
I take away my hand
From leaning on it hard
In grass and sand,

The hurt is not enough:
I long for weight and strength
To feel the earth as rough
To all my length.

~Robert Frost

I love that poem! Well, all of his poems =D

I forgot to post about this yesterday: the orchestra gets absolutely no credit.

At the pep rally yesterday, the ROTC, the 'singing group', who really sucked, btw, (not trying to be mean, but they really did) and the step group, which is a dancing group that my friend is in, and she did great =D all performed. And the band, but they have to. Which is so unfair! They never even announce orchestra concerts, and my friend didn't even know we already had a concert. It's so unfair! We probably work just as hard as the band (okay, maybe a little less, because they perform so much and have like a bazillion competitions) but we still deserve some credit! =P

Peace.

~*::♫♪♥'.victoria.'♥♪♫::*

9 comment(s):

Beaut!fully Br()ken said...

Another great poem of his ! It's lovely. Also the pik is great ! Gotta rush..so sorry, can't write much ! Take care!

krl said...

i must admit, i quite enjoyed talking to you on gmail last night.

lets do it again sometime :) lol

enjoying kid a?

krl

Beaut!fully Br()ken said...

heya! Thanks for your comment !! :)

victoria said...

that is a great poem by Robert Frost. great taste :)

Taylor-Tot said...

love the poem :P love the picture :P i hate scary movies and yes, purty is said by the people down south

Taylor-Tot said...

purty is a normal word

Taylor-Tot said...

gracias seniorita!!! :P

Taylor-Tot said...

wth are you talking about

Taylor-Tot said...

hahahaha, o ya, oops