Classic poem of the day
Good luck to your fishing!
And what have you caught?
Ah, would that my wishing
Were more than a thought!
Ah, would you had caught her,
Young Chloe, for me,—
Young Chloe, the daughter
Of Proteus, the sea!
She irks me, she irks me,
With blue of her eyes;
She irks me, she irks me,
With little drawn sighs;
She lures me with laughter,
She tempts me with tears;
And hope follows after,—
Hope only,—and fears!......
Member poem of the day
First day of Spring here -St Brigid's Day
Even though it is more like winter.
Bulbs push up new daffodils and tulips
Robin keeps watch on other birds
Under the shelter of a frosty shrub
Amorous month of Valentines
Remember to share the love
You have and be happy
