Poetry Visualized Interactive Social Network with hours of Visual Poetry for YOU to enjoy for FREE. http://www.poetryvisualized.com She Walks in Beauty by Lord Byron She walks in beauty, like the night <br /> Of cloudless climes and starry skies, <br /> And all that's best of dark and bright <br /> Meets in her aspect and her eyes; <br /> Thus mellow'd to that tender light <br /> Which Heaven to gaudy day denies. <br /> <br /> One shade the more, one ray the less, <br /> Had half impair'd the nameless grace <br /> Which waves in every raven tress <br /> Or softly lightens o'er her face, <br /> Where thoughts serenely sweet express <br /> How pure, how dear their dwelling-place. <br /> <br /> And on that cheek and o'er that brow <br /> So soft, so calm, yet eloquent, <br /> The smiles that win, the tints that glow, <br /> But tell of days in goodness spent,— <br /> A mind at peace with all below, <br /> A heart whose love is innocent. http://www.poetryvisualized.com/media/3802/She_Walks_in_Beauty_by_Lord_Byron/ http://www.poetryvisualized.com/media/3802/She_Walks_in_Beauty_by_Lord_Byron/ S&M S&M<br /> <br /> I don’t trust <br /> my lover <br /> needs help<br /> and I can’t <br /> stop <br /> seducing her<br /> http://www.poetryvisualized.com/media/3796/S&M/ http://www.poetryvisualized.com/media/3796/S&M/ I Dreamt Of You From the yearnings of the heart http://www.poetryvisualized.com/media/3767/I_Dreamt_Of_You/ http://www.poetryvisualized.com/media/3767/I_Dreamt_Of_You/ Whisper In Your Ear Teaser Debut Album, "Whisper In Your Ear" Coming Soon! http://www.poetryvisualized.com/media/3752/Whisper_In_Your_Ear_Teaser/ http://www.poetryvisualized.com/media/3752/Whisper_In_Your_Ear_Teaser/ Time after Time POTO vid to the song by Cyndi Lauper http://www.poetryvisualized.com/media/3692/Time_after_Time/ http://www.poetryvisualized.com/media/3692/Time_after_Time/ Magic Man vid to the song by Heart using clips from Dracula 2000 http://www.poetryvisualized.com/media/3646/Magic_Man/ http://www.poetryvisualized.com/media/3646/Magic_Man/ After the Quarrel by Paul Laurence Dunbar So we, who‘ve supped the self-same cup, To-night must lay our friendship by; Your wrath has burned your judgment up, Hot breath has blown the ashes high. You say that you are wronged—ah, well, I count that friendship poor, at best A bauble, a mere bagatelle, That cannot stand so slight a test. I fain would still have been your friend, And talked and laughed and loved with you; But since it must, why, let it end; The false but dies, ‘t is not the true. So we are favored, you and I, Who only want the living truth. It was not good to nurse the lie; ‘T is well it died in harmless youth. I go from you to-night to sleep. Why, what’s the odds? why should I grieve? I have no fund of tears to weep For happenings that undeceive. The days shall come, the days shall go Just as they came and went before. The sun shall shine, the streams shall flow Though you and I are friends no more. And in the volume of my years, Where all my thoughts and acts shall be, The page whereon your name appears Shall be forever sealed to me. Not that I hate you over-much, ‘T is less of hate than love defied; Howe’er, our hands no more shall touch, We ‘ll go our ways, the world is wide. http://www.poetryvisualized.com/media/3622/After_the_Quarrel_by_Paul_Laurence_Dunbar/ http://www.poetryvisualized.com/media/3622/After_the_Quarrel_by_Paul_Laurence_Dunbar/ 'Cuda Two brothers, a car, and a steel mill... http://www.poetryvisualized.com/media/3614/'Cuda/ http://www.poetryvisualized.com/media/3614/'Cuda/ The Rivals By Paul Laurence Dunbar ‘T was three an’ thirty year ago, When I was ruther young, you know, I had my last an’ only fight About a gal one summer night. ‘T was me an’ Zekel Johnson; Zeke ‘N’ me ‘d be’n spattin’ ’bout a week, Each of us tryin’ his best to show That he was Liza Jones’s beau. We could n’t neither prove the thing, Fur she was fur too sharp to fling One over fur the other one An’ by so doin’ stop the fun That we chaps did n’t have the sense To see she got at our expense, But that’s the way a feller does, Fur boys is fools an’ allus was. An’ when they’s females in the game I reckon men’s about the same. Well, Zeke an’ me went on that way An’ fussed an’ quarrelled day by day; While Liza, mindin’ not the fuss, Jest kep’ a-goin’ with both of us, Tell we pore chaps, that’s Zeke an’ me, Was jest plum mad with jealousy. Well, fur a time we kep’ our places, An’ only showed by frownin’ faces An’ looks ‘at well our meanin’ boded How full o’ fight we both was loaded. At last it come, the thing broke out, An’ this is how it come about. One night (’t was fair, you’ll all agree) I got Eliza’s company, An’ leavin’ Zekel in the lurch, Went trottin’ off with her to church. An’ jest as we had took our seat (Eliza lookin’ fair an’ sweet), Why, I jest could n’t help but grin When Zekel come a-bouncin’ in As furious as the law allows. He ‘d jest be’n up to Liza’s house, To find her gone, then come to church To have this end put to his search. I guess I laffed that meetin’ through, An’ not a mortal word I knew Of what the preacher preached er read Er what the choir sung er said. Fur every time I ‘d turn my head I could n’t skeercely help but see ‘At Zekel had his eye on me. An’ he ‘ud sort o’ turn an’ twist An’ grind his teeth an’ shake his fist. I laughed, fur la! the hull church seen us, An’ knowed that suthin’ was between us. Well, meetin’ out, we started hum, I sorter feelin’ what would come. We ‘d jest got out, when up stepped Zeke, An’ said, “Scuse me, I ‘d like to speak To you a minute.” “Cert,” said I— A-nudgin’ Liza on the sly An’ laughin’ in my sleeve with glee, I asked her, please, to pardon me. We walked away a step er two, Jest to git out o’ Liza’s view, An’ then Zeke said, “I want to know Ef you think you ‘re Eliza’s beau, An’ ‘at I ‘m goin’ to let her go Hum with sich a chap as you?” An’ I said bold, “You bet I do.” Then Zekel, sneerin’, said ‘at he Did n’t want to hender me. But then he ‘lowed the gal was his An’ ‘at he guessed he knowed his biz, An’ was n’t feared o’ all my kin With all my friends an’ chums throwed in. Some other things he mentioned there That no born man could no ways bear Er think o’ ca’mly tryin’ to stan’ Ef Zeke had be’n the bigges’ man In town, an’ not the leanest runt ‘At time an’ labor ever stunt. An’ so I let my fist go “bim,” I thought I ‘d mos’ nigh finished him. But Zekel did n’t take it so. He jest ducked down an’ dodged my blow An’ then come back at me so hard, I guess I must ‘a’ hurt the yard, Er spilet the grass plot where I fell, An’ sakes alive it hurt me; well, It would n’t be’n so bad, you see, But he jest kep’ a-hittin’ me. An’ I hit back an’ kicked an’ pawed, But ‘t seemed ‘t was mostly air I clawed, While Zekel used his science well A-makin’ every motion tell. He punched an’ hit, why, goodness lands, Seemed like he had a dozen hands. Well, afterwhile they stopped the fuss, An’ some one kindly parted us. All beat an’ cuffed an’ clawed an’ scratched, An’ needin’ both our faces patched, Each started hum a different way; An’ what o’ Liza, do you say, Why, Liza—little humbug—dern her, Why, she ‘d gone home with Hiram Turner. http://www.poetryvisualized.com/media/3611/The_Rivals/ http://www.poetryvisualized.com/media/3611/The_Rivals/ An Un-Happy Valentine’s Day by Reid Baer To My Phoenix Valentine<br /> By Reid Baer<br /> <br /> Tonight we brought up all the rules<br /> between us and smashed them real good!<br /> <br /> Should we consider love again -<br /> do you imagine that we could?<br /> <br /> -<br /> <br /> <br /> http://www.poetryvisualized.com/media/3576/An_Un-Happy_Valentine’s_Day_by_Reid_Baer/ http://www.poetryvisualized.com/media/3576/An_Un-Happy_Valentine’s_Day_by_Reid_Baer/