Open Poetry #23 |
Trudging |
Professor Gloom Member Elite
since 2000-07-23
Posts 3082of Depression |
To trudge, or not to trudge, that is my question Weather ‘tis colder and these feet to suffer In step and sliding down icy misfortune Or to take root against the rage of winter And by opposing end them? To wait: to sleep; No more; and, by a sleep to say we end The cold ache and the thousand biting winds That flesh now baring, ‘tis in consummation Devoutly to be wished. To lie, to sleep; To sleep: perchance to dream: ay, there’s the rub For in that sleep of warmth what dream may come Covered by blankets while blankets cover all And what perchance dreams to me might fall, In which bear whips and scorns of time, That racks within that sleepers dark mind The pangs of disprized love, the law's delay, The insolence of office, and the spurns Of which ever my misfortunate life turns, Shall I stay from whipping winds wielding knife That flays away this tattered and weary life Shall I trudge to toil again in agony Just for the sake of this life to be. Gloom Liberally taken from Hamlet Act 3 scene 1, Modified to fit a snowy morning |
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Seymour Tabin Member Empyrean
since 1999-07-07
Posts 31720Tamarac Fla |
Professor, Sheer elegance, but my answer would be yes. Very much enjoyed. |
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Professor Gloom Member Elite
since 2000-07-23
Posts 3082of Depression |
Thank you friend Seymour, The question is mute, since I must have gone out To get here to write that, I am glad you enjoyed my little modification Gloom |
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nakdthoughts Member Laureate
since 2000-10-29
Posts 19200Between the Lines |
haaa..trudge along with me, the best is yet to be.. hmmmm (I think that is a slight variation from come grow old with me the best is yet to be) |
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regards2you Member Elite
since 2002-10-01
Posts 3940California |
~Yes~ . Warm Regards, Pat . ..without surrender, be on good terms with all persons.. "Desiderata" [This message has been edited by regards2you (12-05-2002 09:35 AM).] |
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RSWells Member Elite
since 2001-06-17
Posts 2533 |
To sweep; perchance to shovel; aye feet to rub; for in that sweep steamed breath with screams may come, when we have shoveled off this morbid toil, May we kill Clause? Sorry, couldn't help myself. This was alot of work Prof, and creative and appreciated. |
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