Monthly Archives: December 2015

New Year’s Eve By D.H. Lawrence

There are only two things now, The great black night scooped out And this fire-glow. This fire-glow, the core, And we the two ripe pips That are held in store. Listen, the darkness rings As it circulates round our fire. … Continue reading

Posted in Christmas, Poet, Poetry, Writing & Writers | Tagged , , ,

New Year’s Night By D.H. Lawrence

Now you are mine, to-night at last I say it; You’re a dove I have bought for sacrifice, And to-night I slay it. Here in my arms my naked sacrifice! Death, do you hear, in my arms I am bringing … Continue reading

Posted in Christmas, Poet, Poetry, Writing & Writers | Tagged , , ,

The Death of the Old Year By Lord Alfred Tennyson

Full knee-deep lies the winter snow, And the winter winds are wearily sighing: Toll ye the church bell sad and slow, And tread softly and speak low, For the old year lies a-dying. Old year you must not die; You … Continue reading

Posted in Christmas, Poet, Poetry, Writing & Writers | Tagged , , , ,

Happy New Year All

“Life goes by so very fast, my dears, and taking the time to reflect, even once a year, slows things down. We zoom past so many seconds, minutes, hours, killing them with the frantic way we live that it’s important … Continue reading

Posted in Christmas, Motivational, Psychology, Quotes & Quotations | Tagged ,

I Am Of Ireland By William Butler Yeats

I am of Ireland, And the Holy Land of Ireland, And time runs on,’ cried she. ‘Come out of charity, Come dance with me in Ireland.’ One man, one man alone In that outlandish gear, One solitary man Of all … Continue reading

Posted in Ireland, Poet, Poetry, Writing & Writers | Tagged , , ,

Giving By Khalil Gibran

Then said a rich man, “Speak to us of Giving.” And he answered: You give but little when you give of your possessions. It is when you give of yourself that you truly give. For what are your possessions but … Continue reading

Posted in Blogs And Blogging, Charity, Poet, Poetry, Writing & Writers | Tagged , , ,

Charity By Robert Service

The Princess was of ancient line, Of royal race was she; Like cameo her face was fine, With sad serentiy: Yet bent she toiled with dimming eye, Her rice and milk to buy. With lacework that for pity plead, So … Continue reading

Posted in Blogs And Blogging, Poet, Poetry, Writing & Writers | Tagged , , ,