Poem In Your Pocket Day Quotes & Sayings

Poetry, like jazz, is one of those dazzling diamonds of creative industry that help human beings make sense out of the comedies and tragedies that contextualize our lives. — Aberjhani

Listen to the arts of kids, their hands when tied have wings. — Ymatruz

Life is the season for loving and caring,
for laughing and caroling, giving and sharing.

Christmas is meant for the same, people say,
which makes life like Christmastime every day. — Richelle E. Goodrich

You can never out-give God. — Anonymous

But you cannot fly away from people who have flown away from you; you cannot fly into your own arms. — Elizabeth McCracken

He radiated the innocence that marks the absolute rejection of prudence. — Yukio Mishima

Afghan Girl

Ice blue eyes that look to the morning sky as I knit the pieces and remnants of my life. I have No books, no paper, no pencils, and no black boards. I look at the holes in my life as I see the hills of the Appalachians that echo. I think to myself, who will I marry? Is my life-like Pari?

These strings please come together.

Snowflakes give me hope, and my dreams dance all around me. I'll put another log on the fire. I watch the brown paper bag over the broken glass pane letting the cold wind in; I'll take some of these remnants and stuff it.

These strings are come together.

Mama told me that life would be hard. I bartered for flour the other day, and the chickens ain't laying no eggs. I struggle with life and these strings. My hands are worn and tired. Now, I have granny square hands.
I am unclean, unblemished, and finished,

Afghan girl. — Edna Stewart

People around the world are confusing the therapeutic value of self-expression with permission to manipulate others with their wounds. — Caroline Myss

I loved you for a thousand years and missed you in all of them. — Christina Strigas

hough we travel the whole over to find the perfect match,we must carry it with us a light or it's playing hard to catch. — Ana Claudia Antunes

30 Pushups 50 Sit-ups 10 Tricep Dips 20 Split Jumps 30 Second Burpees — Steve Plitt

The birth of a true poet is neither an insignificant event nor an easy delivery. Complications generally begin long before the fated soul carries its dubious light into whatever womb has been kind enough to volunteer the intricate machinery of its blood and prayers and muscles for a gestation period much longer than nine months or even nine years. — Aberjhani

Lay a golden egg.
After you built a nest,
You wait for a leg.

And you land next.
Now you hope and pray.

Expect for the best.
Go on with no delay.
Get it right at last. — Ana Claudia Antunes

Sometimes in life you had to tie a knot and hold on. I would be his knot. — Cambria Hebert

Anyone can be a hero, even those who cannot. They just have to believe. — T.A. Cline

You are beholden
To the truth
It is the way
It is the path
It is your destiny
To be true
Is to be — Karen Hackel

Tenderness and Rot
Tenderness and rot
share a border.
And rot is an
aggressive neighbor
whose iridescence
keeps creeping over.
No lessons
can be drawn
from this however.
One is not
two countries.
One is not meat
corrupting.
It is important
to stay sweet
and loving. — Kay Ryan

You can have good writing, but a great actor will make it feel and sound like great writing. You can have great writing, and mediocre actors will make it feel mediocre. Without the actors, you have nothing. — Denis Leary

The truly creative mind in any field is no more than this: A human creature born abnormally, inhumanly sensitive. To him ... a touch is a blow, a sound is a noise, a misfortune is a tragedy, a joy is an ecstasy, a friend is a lover, a lover is a god, and failure is death. Add to this cruelly delicate organism the overpowering necessity to create, create, create
so that
without the creating of music or poetry or books or buildings or something of meaning, his very breath is cut off from him. He must create, must pour out creation. By some strange, unknown, inward urgency he is not really alive unless he is creating. — Pearl S. Buck

I didn't want to draw attention to her resting place, but I couldn't leave her without remembrance. — Paula Hawkins

I am sure everyone here has noticed a city where they felt at home, or a city that had "bad vibes." — Christopher Penczak

There lived a poet in the lands of gold,
Wrote along poems unaffected by warmth or cold,
His words spoke truth and pen's stroke was bold,
His only motive: lives to mould — Adhish Mazumder

Fragmentation is like classful addressing
an interesting early architectural error that shows how much experimentation was going on while IP was being designed. — Paul Vixie

It was creative, not financial success that thrilled Walt. — Leslie Le Mon

I looked him over for a second and suddenly it clicked. "Still want me to be mean to you?"
His eyes widened. "Yeah?"
"Well, come on then."
A minute later I had an oversized T-shirt that worked as a dress, a belt to shove my weapons into and a too-large leather jacket to toss over it all. I slammed out into the hall, leaving the guy tied to the desk chair by his underwear. Judging by his expression, he'd just leaned a valuable lesson about screwing with strange women. — Karen Chance

17He reached down from heaven and rescued me; he drew me out of deep waters. 18He rescued me from my powerful enemies, from those who hated me and were too strong for me. 19They attacked me at a moment when I was in distress, but the LORD supported me. 20He led me to a place of safety; he rescued me because he delights in me. — Anonymous

To create art with all the passion in one's soul is to live art with all the beauty in one's heart. — Aberjhani