Random Poetry


“I would rather have eyes that cannot see;

ears that cannot hear;

lips that cannot speak,

then a heart that cannot love.”


You… Me… contemplate… celebrate…


If you love me…

Tell me so…

And if you tell me…

Love me so….


A bell is not a bell… until you ring it…

A song is not a song… until you sing it…

The love that is in you… wasn’t put there to stay…

Love isn’t love… until you give it away…

Oscar Hammerstein


When you are old and grey and full of sleep,

And nodding by the fire, take down this book,

And slowly read, and dream of the soft look

Your eyes had once, and of their shadows deep…

William Butler Yeats


How do I love thee? Let me count the ways.

I love thee to the depth and breadth and height

My soul can reach, when feeling out of sight

For the ends of Being and ideal Grace.

I love thee to the level of every day’s

Most quiet need, by sun and candlelight.

I love thee freely, as men strive for Right;

I love thee purely, as they turn from Praise.

I love with a passion put to use

In my old griefs, and with my childhood’s faith.

I love thee with a love I seemed to lose

With my lost saints,—I love thee with the breath,

Smiles, tears, of all my life!—and, if God choose,

I shall but love thee better after death

Elizabeth Barrett Browning


Do not go gentle into that good night,

Old age should burn and rave at close of day;

Rage, rage against the dying of the light…

And you, my father, there on the sad height,

Curse, bless, me now with your fierce tears, I pray.

Do not go gentle into that good night.

Rage, rage against the dying of the light.

Dylan Thomas


I expect to pass this way but once;

any good therefore that I can do,

or any kindness that I can show to any fellow creature,

let me do it now.

Let me not defer or neglect it,

for I shall not pass this way again.

Etienne Griellet


Any man’s death diminishes me

because I am  involved in mankind;

and therefore never send to know

for whom the bell tolls;

  it tolls for thee.

John Donne


She wasn’t doing a thing that I could see,

except standing there leaning

on the balcony railing,

holding the universe together.

J. D. Salinger


Once upon a time, there was a boy

who loved a girl, and her laughter

was a question he wanted

to spend his whole life answering.

Nicole Krauss


Listen to the MUSTN’TS, child,
Listen to the DON’TS
Listen to the SHOULDN’TS
Listen to the NEVER HAVES
Then listen close to me—
Anything can happen, child,
ANYTHING can be.

Shel Silverstein

When I reflect upon my life… on ambitions buried in disappointment… on joyful celebrations… on moments of bright awareness… and troubling darkness … Finding and losing… reaching life’s cupboard… and finding it bare… life is a crazy quilt of things ending… before they had time to begin… and then at night… I pull the covers up high… and close my eyes… dreaming of things… that are but illusions in the dark… waking with the morning sun… to new promises and bold insights… with bright hopes birthing… that are more hopeful in the light… There are such times…

–John Bell