I do take requests...

Peter (aka. geek horde) wanted to see a sonnet or two on occasion. I cannot promise sonnets all the ...but I will post some poems for all you illiterate pagans out there.

Here is the first...

"THE WORLD IS TOO MUCH WITH US; LATE AND SOON"

THE world is too much with us; late and soon,
Getting and spending, we lay waste our powers:
Little we see in Nature that is ours;
We have given our hearts away, a sordid boon!
The Sea that bares her bosom to the moon;
The winds that will be howling at all hours,
And are up-gathered now like sleeping flowers;
For this, for everything, we are out of tune;
It moves us not.--Great God! I'd rather be
A Pagan suckled in a creed outworn;
So might I, standing on this pleasant lea,
Have glimpses that would make me less forlorn;
Have sight of Proteus rising from the sea;
Or hear old Triton blow his wreathed horn.

This from our old friend William Wordsworth. I've always thought that his was an appropriate name for a writer...well, for a good writer.

Also...new blog out there...White Noise (check the link on the side). Give Nick a few minutes of your precious time. Also...here is another one I like a lot...I used to be a waiter (a long time ago) so I find Waiter Rant to be enjoyable. The guy is also very good at telling a story.

More photos tomorrow.