Tommy, I really, really like this one.

It captured my attention, touched my inner emotions; most respectfully.

This was an interesting topic, thought I would bump it up to see if anyone had some quotes to add.

The following are some of my favorites:

"Life is lived forward but understood backward." ~Soren Kierkegaard~

Great minds discuss ideas... Average minds discuss events... Small minds discuss people. ~Eleanor Roosevelt~

A fool thinks himself to be wise, but a wise man knows himself to be a fool. ~William Shakespeare~

A fool flatters himself, a wise man flatters the fool. ~Edward G. Bulwer-Lytton~

A wise man can learn more from a foolish question than a fool can learn from a wise answer. ~Bruce Lee~

A wise person should have money in their head, but not in their heart. ~Jonathan Swift~

A positive attitude may not solve all your problems, but it will annoy enough people to make it worth the effort. ~Herm Albright~

"There is no shoula coulda woulda... if you shoulda, and you coulda ...you woulda." ~Pat Riley~

"Failure is the best teacher" ~unknown~

"Joyce Kilmer" (1886 - 1918) best known for his poem "Trees,"
it's captivating lyrical simplicity drives home this profound message: "we humans can never hope to surpass the awesome beauty of nature."

Trees
by Joyce Kilmer (1886 - 1918)

I think that I shall never see
A poem lovely as a tree.

A tree whose hungry mouth is prest
Against the sweet earth's flowing breast;

A tree that looks at God all day,
And lifts her leafy arms to pray;

A tree that may in summer wear
A nest of robins in her hair;

Upon whose bosom snow has lain;
Who intimately lives with rain.

Poems are made by fools like me,
But only God can make a tree.

"John Muir" 1838 -1914 Scottish born
An American Environmentalist


Keep close to Nature's heart...
and break clear away,
once in awhile, and climb a mountain
or spend a week in the woods.
Wash your spirit clean.
John Muir (1838 -1914)

Living artificially in towns,
we are sickly,
and never come to know ourselves.
John Muir (1838-1914)

I listen to the music nature sings,
the silent whispering from within,
when the birds sing and trees are my companions,
soft clouds upon the horizon, mist and haze in the valley,
I feel happiness and joy that only nature gives

I walk through the woods to hear the lovely song,
water in the bubbling brook cool and crystal clear,
mazes of wildflowers blooming in the meadows,
a solitary eagle soars alone in the magestic sky,
I feel the happiness and joy that only nature brings

Soft and gentle the songs remembered from the past,
in the beauty of a lightning storm I hear trumpets blast,
a rainbow with a promise, of beauty found within
I felt the happiness and joy that only nature brings

Nature soothes the soul

Hear the wind
Feel the sun
Hear the songbird
See the sunrise

Nature speaks to us
As long as the wind blows
The seasons come and go
The sky changes,
and creatures surround us
We will look and listen.

The peaceful solitude
Of a late summer day
To soothe the soul
Life is such a mystery!

PERFECT WOMAN

by: William Wordsworth (1770-1850)

SHE was a phantom of delight
When first she gleam'd upon my sight;
A lovely apparition, sent
To be a moment's ornament;
Her eyes as stars of twilight fair;
Like twilight's, too, her dusky hair;
But all things else about her drawn
From May-time and the cheerful dawn;
A dancing shape, an image gay,
To haunt, to startle, and waylay.

I saw her upon nearer view,
A Spirit, yet a Woman too!
Her household motions light and free,
And steps of virgin liberty;
A countenance in which did meet
Sweet records, promises as sweet;
A creature not too bright or good
For human nature's daily food;
For transient sorrows, simple wiles,
Praise, blame, love, kisses, tears, and smiles.

And now I see with eye serene
The very pulse of the machine;
A being breathing thoughtful breath,
A traveller between life and death;
The reason firm, the temperate will,
Endurance, foresight, strength, and skill;
A perfect Woman, nobly planned,
To warn, to comfort, and command;
And yet a Spirit still, and bright
With something of angelic light.

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Feel, the wind and rain,
Soothing breeze to sooth
Gentle mist to refresh

Oh how, I love a thunderstorm,
Lightening strikes against the sky
Clouds quickly gather

Standing, staring
Life is such a mystery!

Words, words, words, very powerful, very creative...

Wow! he is truly worth taking some time to listen to. I was aware of Shane but never took the time to really listen to his poetry but he is worth following so I appreciate you sharing.

Shane Koyczan - The Crickets Have Arthritis

http://youtu.be/GEdialVpVvM

"Sarah Orne Jewett" "is known as one who was true and loving, a student of nature and of human life, so perfect an artist in her mode of telling what she saw and heard, so wise a guide in the "fine art of living" bringing to the world a reassuring faith that man is both intelligent and trustworthy, that what was true in one corner of New England is true of mankind."

Flowers in the Dark

Late in the evening, when the room had grown
Too hot and tiresome with its flaring light
And noise of voices, I stole out alone
Into the darkness of the summer night.
Down the long garden-walk I slowly went;
A little wind was stirring in the trees;
I only saw the whitest of the flowers,
And I was sorry that the earlier hours
Of that fair evening had been so ill spent,
Because, I said, I am content with these
Dear friends of mine who only speak to me
With their delicious fragrance, and who tell
To me their gracious welcome silently.
The leaves that touch my hand with dew are wet;
I find the tall white lilies I love well.
I linger as I pass the mignonette,
And what surprise could dearer be than this:
To find my sweet rose waiting with a kiss!

~POETRY
What does poetry mean to you? Where does your inspiration come from? Who is your favorite poet?

POETRY, "noun" is literary work in which special intensity is given to the expression of feelings and ideas by the use of distinctive style and rhythm; poems collectively or as a genre of literature.

"Walt Whitman" "is chiefly famous for his love poetry."

"Charles Bukowski" "is chiefly famous for his poignant, violent, sexual confrontatin and direct language poetry."

You may be but a man with a gift to shape words into beautiful poetry, but where will the inspiration come from?

Beautiful, I've been looking for this poem.

Hear me applauding.


...now I'm wondering why you would want to be a Willow Warbler?

I hadn't seen this thread before.

Good Morning, I've been in the kitchen all morning so I'm just now getting around to sitting down to see what you guys are doing.

We don't have any snow but it is windy and cold here in the Midwest, brrrr. I plan to stay in the next couple of days. Wednesday it will be in the single digits.

Wow! I love it Powerful, Inspirational

HAPPY NEW YEAR
It is a beautiful morning, the sun is shinning, great way to begin the new year.