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Jim Fitzpatrick. Thank you very much Mohammad! Mohammad Hayssam Kattaa. Beautiful artwork, Jim! Thank you very much Chris! Thank you very much Patty! Chris PrintsProject. Excellent work Jim! Patty Strubinger. Beautiful work of art and so very creative!

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Tara Krishna. Awesome work, wonderful design and creativity, Jim!! Thank you very much Thomas! Thomas R Fletcher. Excellent work. Thank you very much Violeta! Violeta Ianeva. Wonderful work Jim Thank you very much Ian for featuring my work in Awesome Asia! I love thee with a love I seemed to lose With my lost saints. I love thee with the breath, Smiles, tears, of all my life; and, if God choose, I shall but love thee better after death. Materials for Teachers Materials for Teachers Home. Poems for Kids.


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National Poetry Month. American Poets Magazine. Poems Find and share the perfect poems. Sonnet This poem is in the public domain. Venus and Adonis [But, lo! Imperiously he leaps, he neighs, he bounds, And now his woven girths he breaks asunder; The bearing earth with his hard hoof he wounds, Whose hollow womb resounds like heaven's thunder; The iron bit he crushes 'tween his teeth Controlling what he was controlled with. His ears up-prick'd; his braided hanging mane Upon his compass'd crest now stand on end; His nostrils drink the air, and forth again, As from a furnace, vapours doth he send: His eye, which scornfully glisters like fire, Shows his hot courage and his high desire.

Sometime her trots, as if he told the steps, With gentle majesty and modest pride; Anon he rears upright, curvets and leaps, As who should say, 'Lo! For rich caparisons or trapping gay? He sees his love, and nothing else he sees, Nor nothing else with his proud sight agrees. Look, when a painter would surpass the life, In limning out a well-proportion'd steed, His art with nature's workmanship at strife, As if the dead the living should exceed; So did this horse excel a common one, In shape, in courage, colour, pace and bone Round-hoof'd, short-jointed, fetlocks shag and long, Broad breast, full eye, small head, and nostril wide, High crest, short ears, straight legs and passing strong, Thin mane, thick tail, broad buttock, tender hide: Look, what a horse should have he did not lack, Save a proud rider on so proud a back.

Sometimes he scuds far off, and there he stares; Anon he starts at stirring of a feather; To bid the wind a race he now prepares, And whe'r he run or fly they know not whether; For through his mane and tail the high wind sings, Fanning the hairs, who wave like feather'd wings. He looks upon his love, and neighs unto her; She answers him as if she knew his mind; Being proud, as females are, to see him woo her, She puts on outward strangeness, seems unkind, Spurns at his love and scorns the heat he feels, Beating his kind embracements with her heels.


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Then, like a melancholy malcontent, He vails his tail that, like a falling plume Cool shadow to his melting buttock lent: He stamps, and bites the poor flies in his fume. His love, perceiving how he is enrag'd, Grew kinder, and his fury was assuag'd. When he finally wrestled Chan to his room and into his bed he outright collapsed next to him. Jisung waited until his breathing had calmed down a little before he spoke again.

He at least looked a little less pale. Jisung stood in seconds and was out the door again. He bolted the stairs down and almost run straight into the kitchen table when he reached the ground floor. Cedar was known to dispel negative energy and was able to from a protective barrier if lied down in a circle. But would it be enough to shut out the call of the veil and its spirits? The redhead felt like crying and cursed himself for not harvesting more… until realisation hit him.

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Jisung felt like a complete moron, but there was no time to beat himself up. He ran into the dark greenhouse. Blindly finding his way through the bushes and trees and the patches he was cultivating until he found what he was searching for. Out of breath once again. On his way up he had taken a jar of lavender and one of sage with him as well. He nearly dropped the whole ordeal several times, but he was not to walk those stairs again. Chan still lied exactly were Jisung had left him.

Cold sweat stood on his forehead and he was shivering again. His brows were closely knitted together in pain. He had to pull it away from the wall a little, with the coven leader still on it. Jisung didn't know how he succeeded, but Jisung swore to himself that he would start to go to the gym, as soon as this was over.

At last he burned the lavender and the sage in a bowl and walked around the room to fill it with the smoke of the calming and purifying herbs before putting it down next to the bed. Is it worse? From up close he could finally see that Chan was laughing. Crying and laughing at the same time and for a moment he thought he had failed, that the veil had robbed his friend of his sanity, but then Chan spoke.

For a minute he just sat there, next to his manically crying friend and felt an enormous weight lift of his shoulders. Chan enfolded him happily in his arms, pulling him impossible close as both just lied there, crying. Tired but gleaming eyes looked up at him through still wet lashes.

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Jisung had to bite his lip to not start crying again. He only half succeeded. A dry sob slipped his lips. What would have I done without you? What would he do without the older? Without those warm, deep brown eyes? Without the dimple he got when he smiled tenderly, like he did in that moment? Then he moved on to his nose, to his other cheek and further to his temple.

It would have taken millions of kisses to fully satisfy Jisung, but after a few dozen he stilled. They were soft and full, and Jisung knew they only ever spoke words of love and kindness. Oh, how would he have missed hearing Chan talk, going on and on about the things he was passionate about.

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How would he have missed those lips stretching into silly grins and warm smiles. That there would be so much emptiness in his world without him. Chan had to hold his face in his hands again to be able to kiss him back properly. They held each other like they feared that when they stopped, they would fall apart. And maybe that would have been the case. An infinite amount of fondness filled Chan at the thought of what the redhead on top of him had done for him. It was all so much, he had to pull away from the kiss and look at Jisung. Soft doe eyes looked right back at him, round cheeks slightly pink, just like his lips were too.