Goldfish are going to bankrupt me!!! I love fishes, they're so delicious! Cheezy I know, but so are the crackers....

My fancy was caught by a collection of Arabian poems in an anthology that my roommate picked up at the library book sale. I think I might be able to get it back if I post some of them. Things get rather lonesome without one's fancy...

Tears
Tears, ere they death, for many a one I shed.
But thine are all my tears since thou art dead.
To comforters I lend my ear apart,
While pain sits ever closer to my heart.

Thy Garden
My thoughts are as a garden-plot, that knows
No rain but of thy giving, and no rose
Except thy name. I dedicate it thine,
My garden, full of fruits in harvest time.

To Lighten My Darkness
To lighten my darkness,
I look for the red crescent of her lips
And if that comes not
I look for the blue crescent
Of the sword of death.

Oh, joy of friends gathered upon the cool meadow
To drink wine handed by white hands!

Flowers of Spring in the meadow
Between spread slim fingers!
You sit drinking the tulip-coloured wine
In the midst of this green earth
With all her waters.

Love
Love was before the light began,
When light is over, love shall be;
O warm hand in the grave, O bridge of truth,
O ivy's tooth
Eating the green heart of the tree
Of man!

And an Irish one for good measure...

Ideal

~Padraic Pearse

Naked I saw thee,
O beauty of beauty!
And I blinded my eyes
For fear I should flinch.

I heard thy music,
O sweetness of sweetness!
An I shut my ears
For fear I should fail.

I kissed thy lips
O sweetness of sweetness!
And I hardened my heart
For fear of my ruin.

I blinded my eyes
Any my ears I shut,
I hardened my heart
And my love I quenched.

I turned my back
And the dream I had shaped,
And to this road before me
My face I turned.

I set my face
To the road here before me,
To the work that I see,
To the death that I shall meet.

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2 am is such a random time. One thinks the strangest things...and music sound better.