Best Darling Buds Of May Poems

"Mockingbird"

What sayst thou?
Now, here you sit and I speak to you
through strange keys revolutionary,
poetry what is thy purpose for? A mirror wall? 
Where visions unseen speak and reply contritely
black and white pedestrians robed in all their colours 
walking now through their other realms? 
“sometime too...

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Inspired by shall I compare thee to a summers day (Sonnet 18)

Shall I meet thee on a summer's day?
Thou art more lovely than my usual mate.
Rough winds do shake your darling buds of May,
But summer's lease hath all too short a date.

Sometime too hot the...

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Shall I compare thee to a bum’s day?
Thou fart more lovely and more belle.
Rough winds do shake the darling buds of May,
And the bum's lease hath all too strong a smell. 

Sometime too stinky the smell of taco bell,
And often is his bean burrito dinner...

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playing in petals

                                  rest under the tree's branches -

   ...

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Sonnet 18: William Shakespeare

Shall I compare thee to a summer’s day?
Thou art more lovely and more temperate.
Rough winds do shake the darling buds of May,
And summer’s lease hath all too short a date.
Sometime too hot the eye of heaven shines,
And often is his gold complexion...

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The golden daffodils are fading fast,
But beautiful the bank of bluebells bloom.
This stand of beech trees has a lime-green cast
As sulphur yellow, flowers the spiky broom.
There is a madness to the month of May
Young boys sing madrigals from Magdalen tower
Fa-la  la-la  la, fa-la...

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Shall I compare thee to a summer's day?
Thou art more lovely and more temperate
Rough winds do shake and darling buds of May and summer's lease hath all too short a day. Sometimes too hot the eye of heaven shines. And often is his gold complexion...

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Over yonder pastoral realms, with heaving mounds of green
Birds of variegated colors shine, where.streamlets gleam with opal sheen.
In circles round, fleetfooted Zephyr sweeps the laurelled ground
With footfalls that loom, a sweet scented voluptuous sound
Which gently strike the fabric fetters of sleep
Till darling buds of May, wrapped...

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“Rough winds do shake the darling buds of May.”
Sonnet 18: Shall I compare thee to a summer’s day?
BY WILLIAM SHAKESPEARE

Waiting for the dentist’s assessment of my implant screw. 
I watch Dogwood buds on dry branches rattle on the window pane.
Why did Shakespeare’s quote pop into...

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Today it feels like a summer's day
But only i konow this climate will be teperate.
It will soon fade away like the darling buds of May
And all of this wil end on a specific date.

The last day when the sun las shines
When you realize the reason...

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Once and twice and more
would I chance love until death?
When thou art more than me
so wise as wild roots across fields
watching approaching winter shaking
the darling buds of May?

-- i am empty
but hearing the chorus of angels
as summer's lease hath short a day.

  Man and Woman....

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Low cloud.
Imagining sunshine gives me a headache.

Woke up too early,
now I am late, Fooled around with words
for far too long.

The sky -
it's lower than my head.
Walking on four letter words,
feet too heavy for mud-lurking.

Ever sing the blues
when there is no blue around,
get my drift?

O those...

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