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lipstick pencils...
the scribble of haiku notes
in a beaded purse
--gillena cox
115
Those lines that I before have writ do lie,
Even those that said I could not love you dearer,
Yet then my judgment knew no reason why,
My most full flame should afterwards burn clearer,
But reckoning time, whose millioned accidents
Creep in 'twixt vows, and change decrees of kings,
Tan sacred beauty, blunt the sharp'st intents,
Divert strong minds to the course of alt'ring things:
Alas why fearing of time's tyranny,
Might I not then say 'Now I love you best,'
When I was certain o'er incertainty,
Crowning the present, doubting of the rest?
Love is a babe, then might I not say so
To give full growth to that which still doth grow.
--William Shakespeare (1564 – 1616)
Its Shakespeare's birthday today
Linking today to Ruby Tuesday
4 comments:
When the inspiration comes, you just have to write down the poem with whatever comes to hand.
Nicely done.
Adelaide
Surely Adelaide
much love...
talking to myself
where did I leave
my haiku notebook
Deleted comment was a slightly different version of this.
smiles; nice one Bill
much love...
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