Percy Bysshe Shelley - (1816) We are as clouds that veil the midnight moon; How restlessly they speed, and gleam, and quiver, Streaking the darkness radiantly! - yet soon Night closes round; and they are lost for ever; Or like forgotten lyre... http://nomadologic.net/?p=85

Time took it's toll... on a warn and tattered soul... acting out on this bitter stage.... hung a fake smile upon this face... lie to me once again.... tell me tales of a happy life... I so wanna live again... feels like page is about to tu... http://the-myspace-artist.com/?p=43

Hengist wzywa mężczyzn. Pospieszą z piaszczystych rubieży ginących w bezkresie mórz, z zadymionych chat, z jałowych ziem, z głębi wilczych borów, gdzie w niewiadomych ostępach mieszka zło. Oracze porzucą pługi, a rybacy sieci. Porzucą swe żony i swe dzieci, bowie... http://nomadologic.net/?p=62

First there was the "How Poetic Are Bloggers" meme and then the poem I submitted. The there was ... http://monomuse.net/05/2007/the-arriva...

Hurrah for me! I became the lucky winner of a 2 Gigabyte USB stick because my poem ended up getting ... http://monomuse.net/05/2007/the-winnin...

Recently I did a poetry meme. All of those awesome poems were collected and a poll have been set up.... http://monomuse.net/05/2007/poetry-con...

I was tagged by Chin Yee over at Not-My-Muse.org. This is to see how poetic bloggers are. I am not p... http://monomuse.net/04/2007/how-poetic...