Sharing Poetry: Robert Frost, "The Road Not Taken"
Two roads diverged in a yellow wood,
And sorry I could not travel both
And be one traveler, long I stood
And looked down one as far as I could
To where it bent in the undergrowth;
Then took the other, as just as fair,
And having perhaps the better claim,
Because it was grassy and wanted…
Joyce Kilmer, “Trees”
Brings me back to my youth…
I think that I shall never see
A poem lovely as a tree.
A tree whose hungry mouth is prest
Against the sweet earth’s flowing breast;
A tree that looks at God all day,
And lifts her leafy arms to pray;
A tree that may in summer wear
A nest of robins in her hair;
Upon whose bosom snow has lain;
Who intimately lives with rain.
Poems are made by fools like me,
But only God can make a tree.(submitted by poeticmind)
Here is #TomMorello on the #Guitarmy march on his way to Union Square in #NYC. #OWS #MayDay (Taken with instagram)
Blue Leica M7 with the classic top plate.
Mother of god, srsly?
Dear Blue LeicaM7,
Akin ka na lang pwede?
Love,
Cris
Flora - an attempt to crosshatch
Instead of staring at the clock when there’s nothing left to do at work, I immersed myself in this out-of-body like experience called drawing
Henry (8) and Sal (10) watching "Marie Antoinette"
Henry: So what, you just like trade your daughter to another country to stop world war two or something?Henry: They'd better not take that pug from the girl from Spider-man. Oh my GOD they did. I hate France.
Henry: I want a feather pen.
Sal: They are really heavy and hard to write with. You have to dip them in ink. They leave blotches.
Henry: You don't think I know that stuff? I tried to make a feather pen.
Henry: Is he wearing a wig? Why is a big butt dress supposed to be fancy? Everyone likes big butts. They cannot lie. This is where the song probably came from.
Henry: Instead of kissing at the wedding they should do the chicken dance.
Henry: Are there explosions in this?
Henry: Is everyone going to watch them go to bed? Are they dying? Okay is everyone going to go in their room every night?
Henry: Uhhh (boob shot)
Henry: Did they want them to have a kid their first night together?! Um, they kinda have to know each other first. Jeez.
Henry: I can't wait to go to France and eat pastries.
Me: They're just like the ones at the patisserie.
Henry: No. They're better. Mom, it's Paris.
Henry: Do they have to make a baby here at some point? God, that would be annoying. This prince is a weirdo. He makes keys.
Sal: Why is the King with that girl? That's not the queen? Ew!
Henry: What about that pug?
Henry: They said the princess is fooling around, but the prince is never sleeping with her.
Henry: Don't walk behind that huge dress! Peacock! CA-CAWWW!!
‘Tis the season to be broke;
Can’t fit your jeans
‘cause you’re fat;
And your wallet
goes flat.
Calm Blue Skies
After eating at the picnic area of Liberty State Park I wanted to snap a couple of shots of the nice sky that made my cousin’s baby shower possible.
Luggage is packed full. I’m all set!
(via imgTumble)Everyone have their ticket for tomorrow?
