A Volume of Verse

A Collection of Poetry by K. Thoreau

The Sea and the Babe

The waves tumble along the shore,
A lung breathes in unison,
A world unfolded,
A breath taken,
The sea relinquishing its grasp on the land,
And a womb relenting its amazing gift

A breath of air is taken,
And a wave crashes to the sand,
A cry of need,
The thunder of water,
A mother rushing to her child,
And a storm called by the sea

But the waves recede, calm,
And the babe in repose once more,
The mother rocks her child to sleep,
And the waves are gone,
And the babe sleeps

Much Ado About Nothing: The Film
I opened up tumblr and what did I see,A strange feeling of joy was washing over me,It was amazing, a sight truly blessed,For a second I doubted I was properly dressed,For something so brilliant,Something so greatI had to sit still,Let the amazingness abate,For what did I see there so perfect, so light,The golden poster gleaming so bright,Two men both amazing,And geniuses tooWere making a movie,The richness of a culture stew,Joss Whedon, William Shakespeare,Two men oh so different,But paving the way,To this wonderful picture movement

Much Ado About Nothing: The Film

I opened up tumblr and what did I see,
A strange feeling of joy was washing over me,
It was amazing, a sight truly blessed,
For a second I doubted I was properly dressed,
For something so brilliant,
Something so great
I had to sit still,
Let the amazingness abate,
For what did I see there so perfect, so light,
The golden poster gleaming so bright,
Two men both amazing,
And geniuses too
Were making a movie,
The richness of a culture stew,
Joss Whedon, William Shakespeare,
Two men oh so different,
But paving the way,
To this wonderful picture movement

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