A poem a wrote to this beautiful Norwegian woman.. It is called The Scandinavian Queen.. I don't write much poetry , especially love poetry, but I thought I would give it a try... Actually, this is the first love poem I wrote.. It was simply for fun, but the beauty of this girl was quite inspirational...


Scandinavian Queen

The beauty of the Scandinavian Queen
Melting the ice of the Artic Sea
All who stare into her eyes
Will be mystified...

I visited the Olympia Food Co-op today and took some photographs of the store entrance. Upon entering, I realized they have placed a boycott on all products manufactured by Jews. Very interesting! On the entrance read a sign, "Kauft Nicht Bei Juden!"

FROM the forests and highlands
We come we come;
From the river-girt islands
Where loud waves are dumb
Listening to my sweet pipings. 5
The wind in the reeds and the rushes
The bees on the bells of thyme
The birds on the myrtle bushes
The cicale above in the lime
And the lizards below in the grass 10
Were as silent as ever old Tmolus was
Listening to my sweet pipings.

Liquid Peneus was flowing...

A ghost, that loved a lady fair,
Ever in the starry air
Of midnight at her pillow stood;
And, with a sweetness skies above
The luring words of human love, 5
Her soul the phantom wooed.
Sweet and sweet is their poisoned note,
The little snakes of silver throat,
In mossy skulls that nest and lie,
Ever singing, Die, oh! die.

Young soul put off your flesh, and come
With me into the quiet tomb,
Our bed is lovely,...

Take this kiss upon the brow!
And, in parting from you now,
Thus much let me avow-
You are not wrong, who deem
That my days have been a dream;
Yet if hope has flown away
In a night, or in a day,
In a vision, or in none,
Is it therefore the less gone?
All that we see or seem
Is but a dream within a dream.

I stand amid the roar
Of a surf-tormented shore,
And I hold within my hand
Grains of the...