Epicurus Poems - Poems about Epicurus

...Sealed tight inside a closed coffin until death flings the lid off, and the serrated scythe softly slashes the caged birds of Epicurus - feathered prey bleeding in silent surrender, painful......Read the rest...

... Expectations high did not pan out, knight in shining armor not what you thought, o......Read the rest...

..."Death is nothing to us because when we exist there is no death and when there is death we don't exist anymore." (Epicurus) Calm down, she said. We were almost there and I felt stunned. We pas......Read the rest...

...Oh it's so hard to be tranquil. But I'm doing the least that I can to harvest passionate experiences in the cargo-cult van. To divest of stress and worry. To divest of uncertainty and dependency......Read the rest...

...Life is for pleasure Who needs the pain As you exit this world What have you gained Keep your upper lip stiff Deny yourself fun -- You might as well be An ascetic or nun... 'Cours......Read the rest...

...You are only a failure if you fail to live; If you obey, rather than question, Envy baubles as if they matter, Hate official enemies, when they are humans, Believe in public idols, when they are ......Read the rest...

...There's a lady I know as pretty as primrose, With innocence of soul, how I know ---- None whom has walked this wide world 'ere more lovely than her dimmest delicacy; The sweet of......Read the rest...

...Now is going on through a secret way Between the martyrdoms and the ground wall, My master, and I behind him to stay. “Oh highest virtue, who me gently haul In wicked rounds”, I started, “If yo......Read the rest...

...2011, the modern year, coming closed in 2012, and passive fat assed American apathy strangles feeling from the esophagus, **** it. I choke, cough out vowels in wolfballs. Owwww, cou......Read the rest...

...maybe Epicurus might'a been furious if he'd lost all of his desire combed the ground, to look around for lost wants to quench his ire where'd he drop his taste for food and pour out his tongue for w......Read the rest...

...(Dedicated to the memory of my mother Catherine who died June 3, 2011 and was buried June 24, 2011) Sleep. Wake. Sleep Sleep on empty stomach Food and liquor make the journey Eat, make Epic......Read the rest...

...(Dedicated to the memory of my mother Catherine who died June 3, 2011 and was buried June 24, 2011) Sleep. Wake. Sleep Sleep on empty stomach Food and liquor make the journey Eat, make Epic......Read the rest...

...You must follow Follow whom? One who knows! Knows what? The chief end of life! Where does it lie? In the now! In what does it lie? In pleasure! That, may be a lie?......Read the rest...