How does the meadow flower its bloom unfold?
Because the lovely little flower is free
Down to its root, and, in that freedom, bold.
From "A Poet! He Hath Put his Heart to School" by William Wordsworth
Photos of "Moses" by Hannah W.
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Aw, what a sweetie!!! I love his wittle hands together. I’m afraid he’ll run away though!
Oh this one definitely made me smile.
Aw, I’m in love!
Good to know that Moses is still such a ham, even without Cheeps around to play with!
Perfect, Mike!
Aw man, I wish I was small enough to fit in that spayshul hidingk place… and then I could give the wondrous Mosesham a bear hug! (Er, ham hug?)
Hello, ceiling hamster, it’s me, Moses. Please bring me a girlfriend………..and then if you could not watch when I bring her here to my special flower bed, I’d appreciate it. kthxbai
Awww! Looks like my old hammie.
These pics reminds me of the little totoros running through the tunnel of shrubbery that links to their world.
Erebella! lmao!
Sweet fancy Moses! That is adorable. Moses, bud, you still got it… And we miss Cheeps, too.
He looks like he is praying in the last one!
“Tank you so moishe God, for dis bootiful flower bed for me to play in. Bless us all.”
Sooooo cute!
srsly i want 2 shoot its eyes 0ut with my bb gun and twist it’s head off and then give it to a dog to eat lulz fgtz♠
ooh look a moron found out how to comment (eulb)
eulb – go away and stop trolling. Go to an emo site if you want to pull that garbage.
I’m only speaking for my own spiritual beliefs but to me, hamsters prove the existence of God / Higher Power / Great Big Floaty Spirit.
It’s their minature perfection. Their perfick claws and paws, and soft soft fur
If you don’t believe, then they prove how great Nature is
I wubs him wif his wittle hammie paws together, like he is on stage, dramatically quoting Wordsworth. I can haz potree!
O.M.G. WHAT HAPPENED TO CHEEPS?
SOMEBODY TELL ME!!!!!!! *frantic*
Yeah what happened to Cheeps?!
Will you look at those hands clasped?!?!?!?! He could get me to give him anything he wanted, seriously, I’d be putty.
As I walked in flowery bowers
Slow did pass the sunlit hours
In pensive mood I oft did see,
A hot chick Hampster,aspying me.
I love it! I have a special place too, beautiful and flowery. I identify lol
aww
Moses! I was wondering how he was doing. Now we need an update on Cheeps.
HEE!!!!! <3
adorabuhls
i would be quite content to frolic in a meadow with this little cutie anytime.
LOL @ Hon Glad!!
Honestly, the adorableness and the beauty of this post makes this my all time favorite post!! Sooo pretty
Aww, not only is that a cute post, but that’s a really pretty poem, too… never heard it before!
@Seren: You can read the full poem at this link:
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/a-poet-he-hath-put-his-heart-to-school/
On an unrelated note, it looks like I inappropriately shortened the title in my post, so I’ve changed it. The correct title is “A Poet! He Hath Put his Heart to School.”
please forgive the length, but this is the poem moses made me think of…
somewhere i have never travelled, gladly beyond
any experience,your eyes have their silence:
in your most frail gesture are things which enclose me,
or which i cannot touch because they are too near
your slightest look will easily unclose me
though i have closed myself as fingers,
you open always petal by petal myself as Spring opens
(touching skilfully,mysteriously)her first rose
or if your wish be to close me, i and
my life will shut very beautifully ,suddenly,
as when the heart of this flower imagines
the snow carefully everywhere descending;
nothing which we are to perceive in this world equals
the power of your intense fragility:whose texture
compels me with the color of its countries,
rendering death and forever with each breathing
(i do not know what it is about you that closes
and opens;only something in me understands
the voice of your eyes is deeper than all roses)
nobody,not even the rain,has such small hands
e.e. cummings
Yay! A hamster and Romantic (capital R) poetry!
Reminds me of “Hello there poetry lovers! It’s time for Bullwinkle’s Corner!”
oh look, it’s a Hamster Glamour shot!
To everyone who is asking what happened to Cheeprs and what he’s up to…Cheeps passed away a little while back *Sniffle* There was even a memorial post here on CO. Which is why having Moses back on here is even more wonderful! Even by himself, he’s still a star ^_^.
How is it possible that hamsters get to run around outside all by themselves with no leash? I think our hamsters would quickly disappear and we would never see them again. Of course our hammies are dwarf hammies and therefore much smaller and easier to lose. I think they are also mean and would run away just to spite us. (By “mean” I mean they like to bite the hand that feeds them.)
that is perfect for little Moses! Love the third photo! It does look like he’s contemplating the beautiful meadow flower!
the widdle hands clasped as he recites!
bravo, maestro Moses!
What happened to Cheeps?? How did he die? I’m so sad…
Oohh, Ashagato, my favorite, favorite poem…..
Although, given the way my life has been recently (and Moses’ losing his friend), I prefer:
Gather ye rosebuds while ye may,
Old Time is still a-flying:
And this same flower that smiles to-day
To-morrow will be dying.
The glorious lamp of heaven, the sun,
The higher he’s a-getting,
The sooner will his race be run,
And nearer he’s to setting.
That age is best which is the first,
When youth and blood are warmer;
But being spent, the worse, and worst
Times still succeed the former.
Then be not coy, but use your time,
And while ye may, go marry:
For having lost but once your prime,
You may for ever tarry.
ah yes, berthaserv. i do believe i wrote more than one paper on Mr. Herrick’s lovely poem during my exceedingly long career as an english major.
i’m pretty sure i used it as an excuse for bad behavior on more than one occasion, as well
English Majors!!
How about
How can the bird that is born for joy
Sit in a cage and sing:’
Hear can a child, when fears annoy,
But droop his tender wing,
And forget his youthful spring?
O! father & mother, if buds are nip’d
And blossoms blown away,
And if the tender plants are strip’d
Of their joy in the springing day,
By sorrow and care’s dismay,
How shall the summer arise in joy,
Or the summer fruits appearr
Or how shall we gather what griefs destroy,
Or bless the mellowing year,
When the blasts of winter appear?
In case anyone is interested, that plant is called phlox subulata. Blooms in the sprink-tiem with de tulips and daffies.
Hey everybody… its Hannah W. (I took the pictures.)
I’ve gots some bad news for everybody.
Moses died
Don’t worry, it was peaceful, he died in his sleep.
So therefore, no more pictures of Moses will be avalible.
But good news! He’s in the cuteoverload calender with cheeps!
Hannah W….So sorry to hear about Moses.
But now he can join Cheeps in animal heaven. Thanks for sharing him with us via pictures.
Good night, sweet Prince,
and flights of angels sing thee to thy rest.
Beautiful!
Those pics are amazing.
Hannah W. – so sorry about your loss. Your little pets have brightened my life considerably. Moses has been on my desktop in the mountain pink ever since that picture was posted, adding a little joy to each day. I’m sure Cheeps was glad to see him.
Awwwwww..
Moses is so adorable it makes you wanna cry…
Hope he is safely in hamster heaven, eating all the cucumbers and smelling all the flowers he could ever wish for….
What a cutie…..
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