Poetry Quotes

Death is the end of the poetry we call life.

Focus on beauty, not on feardance with stress to let it clear

Dreams are the poetry of life to be written with love and actions.

A human life is poetry written in our heart.

Art is a reflection of poetry and beauty of the heart and mind without the use of any words.

Today is such a lovely day, my heart is dancing with joy.My mind is flowing with timeand my soul is longing for your soul.

At the end, nothing will remain except the poetry of your love.

Let your heart dance with pen and paperNow fill the paper with dancing letters.

Poetry is the beauty of life.

Poetry is the essence and evidence of life.

You have to choose what you want to be.You have to choose your own path in life.

...I would not engage the wombatIn any form of mortal combat.

We are all just humans trying to survive in this crazy world, in the spaces between birth and death.

The vastest things are those we may not learn.We are not taught to die, nor to be born, Nor how to burnWith love.How pitiful is our enforced returnTo those small things we are the masters of.

Between the desireAnd the spasm, Between the potencyAnd the existence, Between the essenceAnd the descent, Falls the Shadow.

a storm that walked on legs of lightning, dragging its shaggy belly over the fields.

We aim to bemen who’ll makeour mothers proud, but we end upmaking them cry, and are onlyslightly betterthan our fathers, at best

With red clay between my toes, and the sun setting over my head, the ghost of my mother blows in, riding on a honeysuckle breeze, oh lord, riding on a honeysuckle breeze.

She's burning and out of control and everything I love about fire.

Registration Day' by Gavin Gunhold (1899— ) Toronto Review of Poetry, 1947On registration day at taxidermy schoolI distinctly saw the eyes of the stuffed mooseMove.

If I wouldn’t have spent so much time shooting spit wads at my English teacher, I’d know how to punctuate. Good thing I normally write poetry.

A newborn is murderous/but can't do anything about it.

What the world neglects, the Lord accepts.

Complexity is not an aesthetic criterion. It is a quality associated only with division and organization of labor.

you remind me of someone i knew. looked just like you but kind.

We look at your eyes. The eyes carry the wounds. The eyes know damage. Damaged people recognize other damaged people, and we let you in. We are kindred. - Broken Places

Under a night’s skyFilled with a hundred billion starsIs it so crazy to believeOur paths were destined to cross?

A radiant full moon of silver hangs in the black sky, between the veils of misty clouds.

In the darkness and the snow, the street is emptyand it is just the night, the ice and me.

from the prose poem "The Universe Thrums on regardless" in my book SPAN.We are almost nothing in the night. Reduced to warm blobs and the sound of breathing. There is comfort in that.

A friend is a companion for the journey, never a means to our own.What we take we take together, the joy we reap, we have sown.

Poetry is a disease vector. Like malaria.

You see demons in the eyes of the world, and the world sees bottomless pit in yours.

The neurologist had dismissed her case after a single visit, handing out an easy nostrum by telling her father that if she continued to write poetry, she would be all right.

The spiritual life to me has always meant just one thing: emotion. Emotion is the poetry of life.

Good is not always good.

clouds very high looknot one word helped them get up there

born born everything is always bornthinking about it try not to

How much does he lack himself who must have many things?

Absence of problems   does not lead to happiness.     Dealing with them does.

Irony is the kid who steals music and is stolen by the music.

Every day the world subtracts from itself and nothingis immune.

I embrace the purpose of God and the doom assigned

Let Your Inhibitions Run Free

I was born to make mistakes, not to be perfect.

Music is poetry with personality

You are capable of doing everything you are afraid of doing, If only you would energize and motivate the Magical thing would absolutely happen to you!

Colorless green ideas sleep furiouslythree old owls on a chest of drawerswere screwingthe daughter of the doctor.But then the mother called them, colorless green ideas slepp furiously.

I can look beyond the cloudsto feel your lovethe sun will rise againto end the darkness

A nation established under GodA nation that will only winif we stand together