Showing posts with label Ceska. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Ceska. Show all posts

Friday, August 14, 2020

365 8/14

 


I'm for truth no matter who tells it.
I'm for justice, no matter who it is for or against.
I'm a human being, first and foremost,
and as such I'm for whoever and whatever benefits humanity as a whole.

Tuesday, July 21, 2020

365 7/21



Hush, little children, you'll understand
The Beatles are comin', they're gonna hold your hand
Slide down the banister, go get your coat
Ferry 'cross the Mersey and go for the throat

Tuesday, April 21, 2020

365 4/21


So give me one kiss to build a dream on
Gonna stay with me through the changing seasons
and yeah, yeah
And it's all we've got to bring

Monday, April 20, 2020

Thursday, April 16, 2020

365 4/16


For time is like a fashionable host
That slightly shakes his parting guest by the hand
And with his arms outstretch'd, as he would fly,
Grasps in the comer: welcome ever smiles,
And farewell goes out sighing.

Wednesday, April 15, 2020

365 4/15


Yet over this glorious and wacky place 
at Europe's heart a sorrow hangs like smoke.
A sixty-year-old evil leaves its trace
even on such dreams as innocents evoke.

Tuesday, April 14, 2020

365 4/14


We grow older, but we do not change. 
We grow more sophisticated, but at bottom we continue to resemble our younger selves,
eager to listen to the next story, and the next, and the next

Monday, April 13, 2020

365 4/13



The Greeks believed your character determines your fate.
You can veer here and there, but ultimately something inside you,
the way you are,
Has already determined the kinds of choices you will make.

Sunday, April 12, 2020

365 4/12


The flowers left thick at nightfall in the wood
This Eastertide call into mind the men,
Now far from home, who, with their sweethearts, should
Have gathered them and will never do again

Saturday, April 11, 2020

365 4/11


If I ever get out of here
Thought of giving it all away to a registered charity 
All I need is a pint a day If I ever get out of here

Thursday, April 9, 2020

365 4/9


Our society is run by insane people for insane objectives.
I think we're being run by maniacs for maniacal ends, and
I think I'm liable to be put away as insane for expressing that.
That's what's insane about it.

Wednesday, April 8, 2020

365 4/8


Now I am strong and lapped in sorrow
As in a coat of magic mail and borrow
For Time today and care not for tomorrow

Tuesday, April 7, 2020

365 4/7


Have you seen her?
So fine and pretty
Fooled me with her style and ease
And I feel her from across the room
Yes, it's love in the third degree

Monday, April 6, 2020