Inspirational Poem

[Citizen X]

One will be wrong to think that cyberspace is the best place to find personal insults, personal attacks and cyber bullying.
One need only look to Shakespeare and King Henry V for some guidance. I believe that Shakespeare depicted King Henry V quite accurately. He first described a teenage Henry as a juvenile delinquent who frequented brothels, drank like it was going out of fashion and staged robberies of his father’s own shipments of gold and valuables. Shakespeare’s young Henry had to grow up fast as his father dies and he takes the throne. He changes drastically. He firstly bans all his old bad influences from coming anywhere near him with a penalty of death for doing so.


Background:

The Prince of France, the Dauphin wants to be sarcastic and insult King Henry V over a dispute of land that the English claimed was rightfully theirs. So he sends a messenger to tell King Henry that he’s basically young and foolish and that they have a chest of treasure for him as a gift. This supposed chest of treasure includes only tennis balls! Big insult, see how King Henry Responds


KING HENRY V

We are glad the Dauphin is so pleasant with us;
His present and your pains we thank you for:
When we have matched our rackets to these balls,
We will, in France, by God's grace, play a set
Shall strike his father's crown into the hazard.
Tell him he hath made a match with such a wrangler
That all the courts of France will be disturb'd
With chaces. And we understand him well,
How he comes o'er us with our wilder days,
Not measuring what use we made of them.
We never valued this poor seat of England;
And therefore, living hence, did give ourself
To barbarous licence; as 'tis ever common
That men are merriest when they are from home.
But tell the Dauphin I will keep my state,
Be like a king and show my sail of greatness
When I do rouse me in my throne of France:
For that I have laid by my majesty
And plodded like a man for working-days,
But I will rise there with so full a glory
That I will dazzle all the eyes of France,
Yea, strike the Dauphin blind to look on us.
And tell the pleasant prince this mock of his
Hath turn'd his balls to gun-stones; and his soul
Shall stand sore charged for the wasteful vengeance
That shall fly with them: for many a thousand widows
Shall this his mock mock out of their dear husbands;
Mock mothers from their sons, mock castles down;
And some are yet ungotten and unborn
That shall have cause to curse the Dauphin's scorn.
But this lies all within the will of God,
To whom I do appeal; and in whose name
Tell you the Dauphin I am coming on,
To venge me as I may and to put forth
My rightful hand in a well-hallow'd cause.
So get you hence in peace; and tell the Dauphin
His jest will savour but of shallow wit,
When thousands weep more than did laugh at it.
Convey them with safe conduct. Fare you well.


EXETER

This was a merry message.
KING HENRY V
We hope to make the sender blush at it

[tec0]

Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
A Psalm of Life

Tell me not, in mournful numbers,
Life is but an empty dream!
For the soul is dead that slumbers,
And things are not what they seem.

Life is real! Life is earnest!
And the grave is not its goal;
Dust thou art, to dust returnest,
Was not spoken of the soul.

Not enjoyment, and not sorrow,
Is our destined end or way;
But to act, that each to-morrow
Find us farther than to-day.

Art is long, and Time is fleeting,
And our hearts, though stout and brave,
Still, like muffled drums, are beating
Funeral marches to the grave.

In the world’s broad field of battle,
In the bivouac of Life,
Be not like dumb, driven cattle!
Be a hero in the strife!

Trust no Future, howe’er pleasant!
Let the dead Past bury its dead!
Act,— act in the living Present!
Heart within, and God o’erhead!

Lives of great men all remind us
We can make our lives sublime,
And, departing, leave behind us
Footprints on the sands of time;

Footprints, that perhaps another,
Sailing o’er life’s solemn main,
A forlorn and shipwrecked brother,
Seeing, shall take heart again.

Let us, then, be up and doing,
With a heart for any fate;
Still achieving, still pursuing,
Learn to labor and to wait.

[adrianh]

I taught my daughters numerous inspirational poems about the real world and I think that they learned a lot from them. Really I'm not lying...

Mary had a little lamb,
we fed it till it was really fat,
shaved all its wool,
and had a lekker braai.

The kids loved the poem because there was absolutely no bullshit in it, it was the most honest poem that they ever learned.

[tec0]

I taught my daughters numerous inspirational poems about the real world and I think that they learned a lot from them. Really I'm not lying...

Mary had a little lamb,
we fed it till it was really fat,
shaved all its wool,
and had a lekker braai.



The kids loved the poem because there was absolutely no bullshit in it, it was the most honest poem that they ever learned.

Here we are again at a crossroad you and I, Why do you wish to defecate on absolutely everything were we on the other hand are supportive of you? Your trains as an example, we see it for what it is and enjoyed it with you regardless of the fact that some of us don’t know much about them. Same is true for this thread some of us enjoy poetry and actually own books spend money on it because that is what we enjoy. So I ask you, why do this? Why be this way?

[adrianh]

What do you mean, that poem is absolutely inspirational because it speaks the truth. You see, beauty is in the eye of the beholder and my girls and I are the beholder!

You are so negative towards my poetry, it is terrible!

[tec0]

What do you mean, that poem is absolutely inspirational because it speaks the truth. You see, beauty is in the eye of the beholder and my girls and I are the beholder!

You are so negative towards my poetry, it is terrible!

I am not going to bother spending more time and energy trying to convince myself that this is still a worthy cause. If you want to spoil everything and anything just because you can, then I cannot stop you but eventually it will get at a point where it will stop itself. I was asked to become part of the Admin team on another forum. I didn’t want to accept it because it will consume most of my time on the net. But now I am thinking that change is good.

My 2014 gift to you "Cheers"

[adrianh]

I wrote another one which you might like:

Baba black sheep,
have you any wool,
no no, because the farmer is a creep,
and now I'm cool,
and I said to him you #$%BLEEP,
because he used his tool,
to shave my butt and sell my wool for cheap!

[pmbguy]

Andrew Marvell’s argument in "To His Coy Mistress,"

Now let us sport us while we may;
And now, like am'rous birds of prey,
Rather at once our time devour,
Than languish in his slow-chapp'd power.
Let us roll all our strength, and all
Our sweetness, up into one ball;
And tear our pleasures with rough strife
Thorough the iron gates of life.
Thus, though we cannot make our sun
Stand still, yet we will make him run.

[adrianh]

I also have one by Mel Miller

Here's to the breezes,
that blow through the treezes,
to lift girls skirts to reveal a spot the teazes and pleazes,
and gives men diseazes,
Thankou O Je.us.
Cheers

[vieome]

The Ping!
Brain Neurons blowing thoughts into the mind
A screen opens in front of the thinking eye
Plans for the year ahead are scribbled in chalk

The self flashes quotes of guidance
Hormones stir up hopes and dreams
Lungs reach out for oxygen filled with
pollutants and the promise of a New Year

Point to the stars oh human child
Dream the impossible dream
While slowly sliding down the pipe
of Fears back to the dust of the Earth

Smile its 2014