Wednesday, February 1, 2012

Those Trusty Bookmarks...

Peace and Salutations,

These days I'm reading Ship Breaker.


One of it's pages is being chewed upon by this strange creature.
  

This adorable page corner bookmark is the creative product of the blog 
I Could Make That. I found it using Stumble Upon a few months back and decided 
to finally try it out last night.

The last book I finished


This one was supposed to be for my brother but he took a fancy to other monster one I made.  So I kept it for myself.


Here's some pictures of two of my older bookmarks.


  I used one of the postcards my father brought for me from Uzbekistan.
And personalised it a bit.


It reads:

Willows whiten, aspens quiver
Little breezes dusk and shiver
Through the wave that runs forever
(from The Lady of Shalott by Tennyson) 

Does the road wind uphill all the way?
Yes, to the very end.
(from Uphill by Christina Georgina Rossetti)

I love to feel the ocean blowing in my face.
Wave as the old boats depart.
(from Midday by Yusuf Islam) 

I do not want people to be very agreeable as it
saves me the trouble of liking them a great deal.
- Jane Austen 

Release the hanging emblem 
Across the evening sky 
Bathed in the seaward dance
Of your graven romance.
(Necromancer Romance by Ayra Luccan)

Dear distant kingdoms, foreign winds and water,
hopes and dreams and innocent sunshine,

Yet could my heart be passed back to me by my passing from your courtyard,
still it would not want an exile's camp.

Yours truly.

But avoid the city after dark -Midday by Yusuf Islam 





Oh, I kept the first for another day.
Yet knowing how way leads on to way.
I doubted if I should ever come back.
-The Road Not Take, Robert Frost
 
The future is uncertain, like a feather in the wind
-Mine

The majesty of nature imposes silence over all
-to complement its stillness
-Mine

The woods are lovely, dark, and deep, 
But I have promises to keep,
And miles to go before I sleep,
And miles to go before I sleep.
-Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening,
Robert Frost
  
Hnia