Classic poem of the day
"What hast thou seen in the olden time,
Dark ruin, lone and gray?"
"Full many a race from thy native clime,
And the bright earth, pass away.
The organ has pealed in these roofless aisles,
And priests have knelt to pray
At the altar, where now the daisy smiles
O'er their silent beds of clay.
"I've seen the strong man a wailing child,
By his mother offered here;
I've seen him a warrior fierce and wild;
I've seen him on his bi......
Member poem of the day
SNOWMAN PLUS ONE
It was a winter’s evening, snowing and dark
An empty street with a fir tree, laden white
Made to endure when it was cold and stark
A street lamp shone with its soft yellow light
The snowman stood, twig arms opened wide
And both pebble eyes that offered him sight
He was warmly dressed up for being outside
Top hat and tartan scarf with dangling ends
A row of black buttons, and a smile so wide
Perhap...