Stop all the clocks, cut off the telephone. Prevent the dog from barking with a juicy bone, Silence the pianos and with muffled drum Bring out the coffin, let the mourners come.
Let aeroplanes circle moaning overhead Scribbling in the sky the message He is Dead, Put crêpe bows round the white necks of the public doves, Let the traffic policemen wear black cotton gloves. He was my North, my South, my East and West, My working week and my Sunday rest My noon, my midnight, my talk, my song; I thought that love would last forever, I was wrong.
The stars are not wanted now; put out every one, Pack up the moon and dismantle the sun. Pour away the ocean and sweep up the wood; For nothing now can ever come to any good.
I love this poem with all of my heart. It makes me sad, but in an enlightening way.
() I woke up in the afternoon today.
(x) I have at least three picture frames in my room.
(x) My trash can is full.
(x) I love snow globes, but I’d never buy one.
() I use my regular phone more than my cell phone.
(x) I’m single, but I don’t want to be.
(x) My hair is not layered.
(x) I hate the term “best friend,” but I use it anyway.
() I get along with my mom more than my dad.
() I like making beaded bracelets.
(x). I’ve never run for class president/treasurer, etc.
() Most of my friends are white.
() I have over 150 CDs in my collection.
(). I would rather listen to the radio than CDs.
() I own whiteout, but I barely ever use it.
(x). I’m very shy until you get to know me.
(x) Some take my shyness as being mean/rude.
(x) Most people probably don’t understand me.
(x). I have a very random sense of humor.
() I do not consider myself attractive.
(x) I feel that I’m more mature than most people my age.
(). …But not all the time.
() I used to pick my nose and wipe it on the wall.
(x). I’d rather be cold than hot.
() I always wait for that one person to sign on.
(). I’m probably online too much for my own good.
(x) I am trying to lose weight and it’s not working out very well.
(x) I own a LOT of chapstick. A LOT.
(x) I love to buy paper… but I barely use it.
(x-poems) I write in my paper journal once a day or more.
(x) I am an American, yet I find them annoying.
(x) I’ve used binoculars the wrong way before.
() I’m thirsty, but I can’t be bothered to go get something