The one hand seeks delight
the other in hesitation
curled and introverted this night
belies both touch and sight

Early promise petered-out
dampened
such optimism
into faded minimalism

Outstretched emotion
lurching to-and-fro
dizzying heights
passing highlights

Another sip, another line
today's test of time
fortune faded,
or simply foretold

Never a foregone conclusion
determining the gold,
a devil's swing
an almighty cut and sting

Still seeking and searching
hope and faith well-travelled,
companiable when alone
dreams now set the tone

Right into sleep
left the day at peace
through emotions I've been
tomorrow waits to be seen.

-lauren6

And finally the sound of rain
clattering on Sycamore leaves
all else falls silent
watching, waiting
for such company
now on edge,
expectant
for one and all
a day, a year
rising and setting
terms of convenience
as day turns to night
standing guard
for the closing ceremony.

-lauren6

Shared joy is a double joy; shared sorrow is half sorrow.
Swedish proverb

Thousands of candles can be lighted from a single candle, And the life of the candle will not be shortened. Happiness never decreases by being shared.
Buddha (This one is for ganesharocks!)

The true way to render ourselves happy is to love our work and find in it our pleasure.
Francoise de Motteville

When we are happy we are always good, but when we are good we are not always happy.
Oscar Wilde

Whoever is happy will make others happy too.
Anne Frank

Learn to be calm and you will always be happy
Paramhansa Yogananda

Be happy while you're living, for you're a long time dead.
Scottish Proverb

Never look down on anybody unless you're helping him up.
Jesse Jackson

I feel a deep affinity with Vincent
Van Gogh. I once cut off my fingernails
and gave them to an ex-girlfriend.

(Tom Sims)

The good news: My new manager has
humongous tits. The bad news: He
yells at me for staring at them.

(Nick Smith)

Why is it that a boy who can kill 300
alien mutants in five minutes on an Xbox
can't hit the toilet bowl when he pees?

(Phil Garding)

Never mind the Da Vinci code --
what about the Picasso code?
Does ANYBODY know what those things are?

(Billy "Croc" Coats)

Somehow "our song" just isn't as
romantic now that they're using it
in an erectile dysfunction ad.

(Jerry L. Embry)

Say what you want, but depression does
have its benefits. For instance, I used
to have a fear of flying, but now when
I get on a plane, I really don't give
a crap if it reaches its destination.

(Ian Dauphinee)

Pebbles
bubbles
giggles
and doubles
but a few
of pleasures simple
that pass too soon
with time's marching dragoon.

-lauren6

Any language is a supreme achievement of a uniquely human collective genius, as divine and endless a mystery as a living organism.

-Michael Krauss, linguist

The loss of a language is part of the more general loss being suffered by the world, the loss of diversity in all things.

-Ken Hale, linguist.

(Both appear in "The Language Instinct" by Steven Pinker.

A collective crowd
hangs in balance
beneath the greatest cloud
now all is resemblance.

[I was reading Pinker's book, and KK's blog, and both prompted me to post the two linguist's words. Thanks KK!]