Patience Worth Poems
- Sportsmanship To game is to live. When thee ceasest to game,...
- Who Said That Love Was Fire? I know that love is ash. It is ...
- Grace Of Gentleness No thing engraces the day like ...
- Gloria Oh ye mighty walls and towering spires astride the ...
- Heart Of Mine Heart of mine, bruised as a bird In a wicker, ...
- A Lullaby Dream, dream, thou flesh of me, Dream thou next my...
- March 8th, 1920 Behold, with my naked hands did I part my ...
Patience Worth was allegedly a spirit contacted by Pearl Lenore Curran (February 15, 1883–December 4, 1937). This symbiotic relationship produced several novels, poetry and prose which Pearl Curran claimed was delivered to her through channelling the spirit, Patience Worth.
About Pearl Curran
Curran was born Pearl Lenore Pollard in Mound City, Illinois. The family moved to ... more »
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To game is to live.
When thee ceasest to game, then youth is gone.
'Tis the heritage of youth, left to age only as a memory.
Youth leaps with joy
Like a young fawn plunging expectant.
Urged with valor, itched with desire,
He flings him like a discus toward life.
'Tis a leap and a wager with life,
Until Age hath come, and he knows then