Good Morning from California

Discussion in 'The Coffee House' started by panoply, May 26, 2011.

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  1. panoply

    panoply Banned Member

    Out of the night that covers me,
    Black as the pit from pole to pole,
    I thank whatever gods may be
    For my unconquerable soul.

    In the fell clutch of circumstance
    I have not winced nor cried aloud.
    Under the bludgeonings of chance
    My head is bloody, but unbowed.

    Beyond this place of wrath and tears
    Looms but the Horror of the shade,
    And yet the menace of the years
    Finds and shall find me unafraid.

    It matters not how strait the gate,
    How charged with punishments the scroll,
    I am the master of my fate:
    I am the captain of my soul.

    - William Ernest Henley


    Every time I read this poem I get chills and little shocks of hope run up my spine. Best of wishes to you all this [insert time of day], and remember: meaning and purpose are not discovered; they are created.
     
  2. Mr Stewart

    Mr Stewart Well-Known Member

    I like. Usually I don't have much interest in short poems but this one floats my boat nicely. Thank you for posting. :smile:
     
  3. panoply

    panoply Banned Member

    I love poetry. This poem happens to be one of my favorites. Here's another.

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    af
    fa
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    one
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    iness.

    e.e. cummings.
     
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