Poem Quote by Susan Voth Download Open image ““Another breath, left to translate”” — Susan Voth ★ ★ ★ ★ ★ 3.7 out of 5 (8 ratings) Copy quoteShare Poem Poet Poetry
“You are that one breath. that puts all the remaining breaths. back into my body.” — Sanober Khan Copy Share Image
“Only another breath will I breathe in this still air, only another loving look cast backward, And then I shall stand among you a… — Khalil Gibran Copy Share Image
“If I had one last breath left, I would use it to tell you how much I love you, because I do, and I… — Sandi Lynn Copy Share Image
“Appreciate every breath you take. Someone else didn't get to take another breath today.” — Blaque Diamond Copy Share Image
“But in this meditation technique, we are with the out-breath; there's no particular instruction about what to do until the next out-breath.” — Pema Chödrön Copy Share Image
“sometimes when everything seems at its worst when all conspires and gnaws and the hours, days, weeks years seem wasted – stretched there upon… — Charles Bukowski Copy Share Image
“The name does not deserve the poem, but the poem deserves the name.” — Dejan Stojanovic Copy Share Image
“Sentinels of trees breathe life into bodies of earthly flesh As their mighty arms reach to the stars we join in their quest for… — Ramon Ravenswood Copy Share Image
“I cannot go to school today" Said little Peggy Ann McKay. "I have the measles and the mumps, A gash, a rash and purple… — Shel Silverstein Copy Share Image
“The gift of words, the source of enjoyment, the source of delight that comes within and the unfading beauty and energy of words.” — Euginia Herlihy Copy Share Image
“Memories of past. Heartaches of old. Courage of brass. Lessons of gold.” — Richelle E. Goodrich Copy Share Image
“Easter blessings All life’s sacrifices like autumn leaves awaken our senses and power to love and be whole Our Mother Earth, Our Father Sky… — Ramon Ravenswood Copy Share Image
Poetry is a lousy form of activism; it doesn't really change much. And maybe we can point to one or two historical times when… — Daphne Gottlieb Copy Share Image
“So this is love: the Sculptor’s chisel. And stone, which in its whole life does not utter a single word, suddenly sings.” — Milan Rúfus Copy Share Image
“The Estate of Solemnity By right, it reigns in its places- in long beards Of spanish moss hanging from a live oak On a… — Pattiann Rogers Copy Share Image
“In daylight we pick up our tinned rations and hike off, every artery and nerve of us, into the rest of our commemorative lives.” — Tess Gallagher Copy Share Image
“Ô, Wanderess, Wanderess When did you feel your most euphoric kiss? Was I the source of your greatest bliss?” — Roman Payne Copy Share Image
