Favorite poems Your World

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Your World

Your world is as big as you make it.

I know, for I used to abide

In the narrowest nest in a corner,

My wings pressing close to my side.

 

But I sighted the distant horizon

Where the skyline encircled the sea

And I throbbed with the burning desire

To travel this immensity.

 

I battered the cordons around me

And cradled my wings on the breeze,

Then soared to the uttermost reaches

With rapture, with power, with ease!

By Georgia Douglas Johnson

 

 

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Theme song of the week

La Isla Bonita with Madonna. This song represents my childhood and early teenage years (8-14). I have spent many hours miming this song in front of the mirror. My poor parents had to here on repeat for hours and hours… When I was 14 and had at last managed persuade my parents to leave me home alone when they went to our cottage, I put this song on full volume and danced around the living room. I had the greatest feeling of freedom at that moment. When it got dark that night that feeling changed to sheer terror..but that’s another story. Put on the song and dance with me : )

Favorite Poems The Road not Taken

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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 wear,
Though as for that the passing there
Had worn them really about the same,

And both that morning equally lay
In leaves no step had trodden black.
Oh, I kept the first for another day!
Yet knowing how way leads on to way
I doubted if I should ever come back.

I shall be telling this with a sigh
Somewhere ages and ages hence:
Two roads diverged in a wood, and I,
I took the one less traveled by,
And that has made all the difference.

Robert Frost