Fresh Spring, the herald of loves mighty king,
In whose cote-armour richly are displayd
All sorts of flowers, the which on earth do spring,
In goodly colours gloriously arrayd—
Goe to my love, where she is carelesse layd,
Yet in her winters bowre not well awake;
Tell her the joyous time wil not be staid,
Unlesse she doe him by the forelock take;
Bid her therefore her selfe soone ready make,
To wayt on Love amongst his lovely crew;
Where every one, that misseth then her make,
Shall be by him amearst with penance dew.
    Make hast, therefore, sweet love, whilest it is prime;
    For none can call againe the passèd time.

Stay you
Stay true
Change not
Others has been in your shoes and got talked about and criticized too!

Be different.
Why be the same?
Even twins hates dressing the same way.

Others has faced comments for being different
Critiqued for drawing attention by those seeking control.

Muhammad Ali, totally tested authority of rules.
Got talked about by the same kinds crying about your sportsmanships of being different.

Stay being Cam.
When others cries about your ways.
Goe Rhett Butler and say, you don't give a ****.

James Harris, Warren Moon and Jefferson Street Joe Gilliam all went before you.
And was questioned about being a quarterback too!
Notice if let to some you be playing a different position.
Doug Williams, changed all that when he became the first Superbowl winning quarterback.

Sure you could cave in and pretend the act of a Russel Wilson simply to be liked.
But being Cam is what you most in life should always be like?
Cause the press media doesn't pay your bills at night.

Eye hav a higgoramous, shee tort me orl I knoe
Sheez a clevar Higgoramous az Higorrami goe
Shee tort me orl mi spelin and wen eye pik mi no’s
Ter wypit on der carpit knot rubbit on mi close

Sum peepul saye herz higgorrunt an saye dat shee iz fik
I ate dem orrid peepul dey reely mayk mee sik
I ope dat shee gitz pregerant an az a littel cubb
Eye’ll fead er lotz of kandie an uthar luvly grubb
Eye’ll elp er mummie baff er eye’ll chainge er durty nappie
Shee’ll bee soe qoot an cudelsum shee’l mayk mee viry appy
An wen der cubb gitz biggar shee’ll plae wiv mee an kis
An evariwun wil real eyes dat higgoramous’s iz bliss :-)

One day soon this world will
Realize that it's not worth
Dying because people don't agree.....
It doesn't matter if someone or
No one agrees with you, really it doesn't.
And having a different opinion
Really truly is what makes us unique.
Yeserday is the past and

Let's learn from
It, not repeat the same mistakes!
For centuries, we've been repeating history;
Each day that goe by is a new chance for a new beginning.

*Change starts with you!

Days of a crise in peoples minds

Days goe and surround us
with splendor of a poor man
seeking to get what he wants.
Calling it crise,
I am not about to die.
Minutes go, and the world
has lost its inspiration
seeking to what it wants
Entering spice
dime of shade
I am not about to die.
What a favor,
to see such haze
of a warm atmosphere
in a weather thy beauty
were people just like
to pass by
and
seek the one the others
insufficiency.
As day pass by,
thinking,
we are not about to die.

Elize K.

I'll burn away the guilt,
burn away the pain...
Down the drain, it goes,
the way it flows,
the way it goes,
and shows

The things refused to be uphold
and...
Done!
So, One, will be divine

Likeswine, will the - I -
be cruscified, so ALL
will laugh...

Go back, go back;
the crack, the thumm,
the whisper and the shout;
so ******* LOUD, SO **** OBSCENE!

It has been neverso, before...
the snow, the shore...
the gulf, the fire...
It quite does not make sense...

But if you look at it,
deny it, cry it, feel it,
and enjoy it. Be it.
Never let it go!
No, no, no, no, no!

If you let something go; away

And it was meant to stay,
you will regret no more, oh, NO!

Things don't let you go until you
         GO ->

As if it matters anymore,
   so why, would I,
        Let GO?

Frustratingly sedated or
Sedatingly frustrated,
     fly-hated
unwillingly positivated,
opiumated, loved and
     hated...

Never letting go, or
letting go of NEVER
goes around of EVER
that doesn't give a *
So go let not of
nothing, that has goe
of you; So maybe;
retune, refine

AND LET SOME GO;...

(at least before it snows,
man...)

To  Daffodills

Faire Daffodills, we weep to see
You haste away so soon;
As yet the early - rising Sun
Has not attain'd his noone.
            Stay, stay,
Until the hasting day
                   Has run
But to the even- song:
And, having pray'd together,we
Will goe with you along.

We have short time to stay, as you,
We have as short a Spring;
As quick a growth to meet Decay,
As you or any thing.
       We die
As your hours do and drie
                       Away,
Like to the Summers raine,
Or as the pearles of morning dew
Ne'r to be found againe.

By Robert Herrick (1591-1674

Love from Mary XXXX

BUSIE OLD FOOLE

Dr. Donne controls the sunne
"Goe...!" he orders it "...come!"
the master of imperatives

see the sunne shackled
by his lines
obey his royal commands

and that being Donne
here the sunne
imprisoned in his words

this sun of now
discovers me asleep
the Donne fallen upon the ground

the sun smiles tenderly
upon my dreaming
"Huh...poets!"


*

Eh it's only DD( Doctor Donne)doing that not DD( ~Donall Dempsey )...only a simple story of an aged Irishman falling asleep in the sun whilst reading his Donne. Donne is the master of imperatives and orders everyone around...yes even in conceit...the busie old foole of the sunne.

WHAT'S DONNE IS DONNE!

Intricate design, the way God made you
Precise detail in every cell in your body
Intrigued by the light of the moon in your face
With the force of the ocean running through your veins

Not tomorrow there will not be
In an instant, dam will over flow
Decades collapse in micro seconds
Darkness is inevitable, as he’ll rise
Our power will determine outcome.

Soft skin melts trough fingers
Endless frames run in my head
Tic toe, naked I goe
My time is now up, here I go

Adrian V