<?xml version="1.0" encoding="UTF-8"?><rss xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/" xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/" xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" version="2.0"><channel><title><![CDATA[RSS Feed]]></title><description><![CDATA[RSS Feed]]></description><link>http://direct.ecency.com</link><image><url>http://direct.ecency.com/logo512.png</url><title>RSS Feed</title><link>http://direct.ecency.com</link></image><generator>RSS for Node</generator><lastBuildDate>Tue, 14 Apr 2026 16:22:27 GMT</lastBuildDate><atom:link href="http://direct.ecency.com/@sirpicsalot/rss" rel="self" type="application/rss+xml"/><item><title><![CDATA[Remember When by Marcia A. Newton]]></title><description><![CDATA[Quick Intro Hi everyone! It's Sirpicsalot again re-introducing a brilliant piece of art i found in the internet. Now, if you are a regular then you would know that I most of the time either bring back]]></description><link>http://direct.ecency.com/p/@sirpicsalot/breaking-down-a-poem-by-marcia-a-newton-remember-when</link><guid isPermaLink="true">http://direct.ecency.com/p/@sirpicsalot/breaking-down-a-poem-by-marcia-a-newton-remember-when</guid><category><![CDATA[p]]></category><dc:creator><![CDATA[sirpicsalot]]></dc:creator><pubDate>Thu, 26 Apr 2018 06:22:12 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://images.ecency.com/p/2gsjgna1uruvUuS7ndh9YqVwYGPLVszbFLwwpAYXZtc2vu4o2yVwae636sXHJELdwBxvMi2QggrYMww2WZpzsxDQ5Z5mrVKyMRmHYfePXZ6tBS5rHt?format=match&amp;mode=fit" length="0" type="false"/></item><item><title><![CDATA[The Life of a Digger BY MARGARITA ENGLE Henry from the island of Jamaica]]></title><description><![CDATA[Image Source | Photo Owner | Image License CC0 The Life of a Digger BY MARGARITA ENGLE Henry from the island of Jamaica Jamaican digging crews have to sleep eighty men to a room, in huge warehouses like]]></description><link>http://direct.ecency.com/p/@sirpicsalot/56don6</link><guid isPermaLink="true">http://direct.ecency.com/p/@sirpicsalot/56don6</guid><category><![CDATA[p]]></category><dc:creator><![CDATA[sirpicsalot]]></dc:creator><pubDate>Thu, 19 Apr 2018 06:55:18 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://images.ecency.com/p/2gsjgna1uruvUuS7ndh9YqVwYGPLVszbFLwwpAYXZ63WP9afcp84nr9o95As5LiD6WSdUqsEF5cGcZN7qMMpph5M4AZyxtkYPrzev1TPmnuYTiLP8r?format=match&amp;mode=fit" length="0" type="false"/></item><item><title><![CDATA[Error]]></title><description><![CDATA[.]]></description><link>http://direct.ecency.com/travels/@sirpicsalot/slickshot-travels-to-hobbiton</link><guid isPermaLink="true">http://direct.ecency.com/travels/@sirpicsalot/slickshot-travels-to-hobbiton</guid><category><![CDATA[travels]]></category><dc:creator><![CDATA[sirpicsalot]]></dc:creator><pubDate>Fri, 13 Apr 2018 06:14:30 GMT</pubDate></item><item><title><![CDATA[The Swamp - Bertolt Brecht]]></title><description><![CDATA[Image Source | Photo Owner | Image License CC0 The Swamp BY Bertolt Brecht 1947 I beheld many friends, And the friend I held the most, Helplessly sink into the swamp I pass by daily And a drowning was]]></description><link>http://direct.ecency.com/random/@sirpicsalot/the-swamp</link><guid isPermaLink="true">http://direct.ecency.com/random/@sirpicsalot/the-swamp</guid><category><![CDATA[random]]></category><dc:creator><![CDATA[sirpicsalot]]></dc:creator><pubDate>Fri, 13 Apr 2018 01:14:00 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://images.ecency.com/p/2gsjgna1uruvUuS7ndh9YqVwYGPLVszbFLwwpAYXYmHMdn4yjeAbpjDSAQNVfMN2vScu7rFiUS148X3rnBmaJmfaMPXRKU7UhmHzRAQLRz8b6cNsbL?format=match&amp;mode=fit" length="0" type="false"/></item><item><title><![CDATA[Poker Face]]></title><description><![CDATA[Image Source | Photo Owner | Image License CC0 Poker Face BY Sir Poem A. Lot The dealer flashes his skils as he hands out these colored papers, I slowly arrange them like weaving a cloth No smile, no frown]]></description><link>http://direct.ecency.com/cardgame/@sirpicsalot/poker-face</link><guid isPermaLink="true">http://direct.ecency.com/cardgame/@sirpicsalot/poker-face</guid><category><![CDATA[cardgame]]></category><dc:creator><![CDATA[sirpicsalot]]></dc:creator><pubDate>Tue, 03 Apr 2018 10:28:42 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://images.ecency.com/p/2gsjgna1uruvUuS7ndh9YqVwYGPLVszbFLwwpAYXYWnB7ADS2So8StSFEiJofZqma3BFwhVkCPXB5zHMc27xgsPRAZVqzCGNfzesyiuc2k3LDbunCN?format=match&amp;mode=fit" length="0" type="false"/></item><item><title><![CDATA[The Road Not Taken by  R. Frost]]></title><description><![CDATA[Image Source | Photo Owner “The Road Not Taken” by Robert Frost (1874-1963) Two roads diverged in a yellow wood, And sorry I could not travel both And be one traveler, long I stood And looked down one]]></description><link>http://direct.ecency.com/poem/@sirpicsalot/the-road-not-taken-by-r-frost</link><guid isPermaLink="true">http://direct.ecency.com/poem/@sirpicsalot/the-road-not-taken-by-r-frost</guid><category><![CDATA[poem]]></category><dc:creator><![CDATA[sirpicsalot]]></dc:creator><pubDate>Thu, 22 Mar 2018 14:10:03 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://images.ecency.com/p/2gsjgna1uruvUuS7ndh9YqVwYGPLVszbFLwwpAYXZz3iiDYFxkERyRgQSVEWePNm7aEizGrA2iPpAAatC9CSF9ZdCzT4ZctHgyWGv945UmEpSDshs4?format=match&amp;mode=fit" length="0" type="false"/></item><item><title><![CDATA[A look at L'Absinthe  by Edward Degas]]></title><description><![CDATA[source L'Absinthe Also known as In a Cafe is a well-known if not the most well known work of Edward Degas. Created on circa 1875 -76 via oil painting on the canvass. Aside from being famous its also a]]></description><link>http://direct.ecency.com/art/@sirpicsalot/a-look-at-l-absinte-or-by-edward-degas</link><guid isPermaLink="true">http://direct.ecency.com/art/@sirpicsalot/a-look-at-l-absinte-or-by-edward-degas</guid><category><![CDATA[art]]></category><dc:creator><![CDATA[sirpicsalot]]></dc:creator><pubDate>Tue, 20 Mar 2018 16:39:27 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://images.ecency.com/p/2gsjgna1uruvUuS7ndh9YqVwYGPLVszbFLwwpAYXYCWXFbJLPTKEpnUxqBJwv7g2b4Zsc4iAdryDaeyBgPkwwPjU49ES941VQgRqrjow2TA7SqdcQ6?format=match&amp;mode=fit" length="0" type="false"/></item><item><title><![CDATA[The Swan]]></title><description><![CDATA[Image Source | Photo Owner | Image License CC0 Swan BY Sir Pics A. Lot This creature who's now a mother swims gracefully along the river of pure white and silky feather a thing of beauty and unmatched]]></description><link>http://direct.ecency.com/poetry/@sirpicsalot/the-swan</link><guid isPermaLink="true">http://direct.ecency.com/poetry/@sirpicsalot/the-swan</guid><category><![CDATA[poetry]]></category><dc:creator><![CDATA[sirpicsalot]]></dc:creator><pubDate>Fri, 09 Mar 2018 02:01:39 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://images.ecency.com/p/MG5aEqKFcQi5xsGsUDYUN1LNu9Qi8onYittfhSMCpK247Cb8urhKFZifvwpzXCr9GyyvxviF4FkSPDuPtXiS83RtQqwR6Yz8e?format=match&amp;mode=fit" length="0" type="false"/></item><item><title><![CDATA[Destruction ( poem )]]></title><description><![CDATA[Image Source | Photo Owner | Image License CC0 Destruction BY CHARLES BAUDELAIRE | TRANSLATED BY C. F. MACINTYRE At my side the Demon writhes forever, Swimming around me like impalpable air; As I breathe,]]></description><link>http://direct.ecency.com/poem/@sirpicsalot/destruction-poem</link><guid isPermaLink="true">http://direct.ecency.com/poem/@sirpicsalot/destruction-poem</guid><category><![CDATA[poem]]></category><dc:creator><![CDATA[sirpicsalot]]></dc:creator><pubDate>Thu, 08 Mar 2018 10:50:54 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://images.ecency.com/p/2gsjgna1uruvUuS7ndh9YqVwYGPLVszbFLwwpAYXYTDNtznh6TZ3ruoPhqxeaZSFtykmQLtcMwjbGhWNnDZ5TLzUgcEswh43RuB3qKoJWDUApvZhiE?format=match&amp;mode=fit" length="0" type="false"/></item><item><title><![CDATA[She Lay All Naked]]></title><description><![CDATA[Image Source | Photo Owner | Image License CC0 She Lay All Naked by: ANONYMOUS She lay all naked in her bed, And I myself lay by; No veil but curtains about her spread, No covering but I: Her head upon]]></description><link>http://direct.ecency.com/nsfw/@sirpicsalot/she-lay-all-naked</link><guid isPermaLink="true">http://direct.ecency.com/nsfw/@sirpicsalot/she-lay-all-naked</guid><category><![CDATA[nsfw]]></category><dc:creator><![CDATA[sirpicsalot]]></dc:creator><pubDate>Sat, 03 Mar 2018 21:50:30 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://images.ecency.com/p/2gsjgna1uruvUuS7ndh9YqVwYGPLVszbFLwwpAYXYSPxacs9JcVrWaHV168BXso6jjurNhgybFeXrnHnzZorDQN48gSmLsKFwUA98vaMJ7AwPQpkuC?format=match&amp;mode=fit" length="0" type="false"/></item><item><title><![CDATA[The Hypnotist's Daughter - Lisa Olstein]]></title><description><![CDATA[Image Source | Photo Owner | Image License CC0 -- The Hypnotist's Daughter BY LISA OLSTEIN At the London Zoo a toddler falls over the rail of the Primate World only if you close your eyes and a female]]></description><link>http://direct.ecency.com/poetry/@sirpicsalot/the-hypnotist-s-daughter-lisa-olstein</link><guid isPermaLink="true">http://direct.ecency.com/poetry/@sirpicsalot/the-hypnotist-s-daughter-lisa-olstein</guid><category><![CDATA[poetry]]></category><dc:creator><![CDATA[sirpicsalot]]></dc:creator><pubDate>Sat, 03 Mar 2018 08:24:39 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://images.ecency.com/p/2gsjgna1uruvUuS7ndh9YqVwYGPLVszbFLwwpAYXZuUr6Ab2dZvfuGRZGsbPhhNwvPBjeFHeTnrYSNu8L7nVjVc18n5C53n8CJYThp12c54EmS2t6a?format=match&amp;mode=fit" length="0" type="false"/></item><item><title><![CDATA[....]]></title><description><![CDATA[...]]></description><link>http://direct.ecency.com/funfacts/@sirpicsalot/gorilla-preg-pills</link><guid isPermaLink="true">http://direct.ecency.com/funfacts/@sirpicsalot/gorilla-preg-pills</guid><category><![CDATA[funfacts]]></category><dc:creator><![CDATA[sirpicsalot]]></dc:creator><pubDate>Sat, 03 Mar 2018 03:34:51 GMT</pubDate></item><item><title><![CDATA[Prometheus]]></title><description><![CDATA[Image Source | Photo Owner | Image License CC0 Prometheus BY LORD BYRON (GEORGE GORDON) Titan! to whose immortal eyes The sufferings of mortality, Seen in their sad reality, Were not as things that gods]]></description><link>http://direct.ecency.com/poem/@sirpicsalot/prometheus</link><guid isPermaLink="true">http://direct.ecency.com/poem/@sirpicsalot/prometheus</guid><category><![CDATA[poem]]></category><dc:creator><![CDATA[sirpicsalot]]></dc:creator><pubDate>Sat, 03 Mar 2018 02:50:36 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://images.ecency.com/p/2gsjgna1uruvUuS7ndh9YqVwYGPLVszbFLwwpAYXYgRSzDB1hwZSbBfJ6qNAWi83dSH6NYsRr7yKDVjCsQrpoJdSWpUMX2cKu5WwFrXQVQok6XTCY6?format=match&amp;mode=fit" length="0" type="false"/></item><item><title><![CDATA[She Walks in Beauty : Lord Byron [Poem]]]></title><description><![CDATA[Image Source | Photo Owner | Image License CC0 She Walks in Beauty BY LORD BYRON (GEORGE GORDON) She walks in beauty, like the night Of cloudless climes and starry skies; And all that’s best of dark and]]></description><link>http://direct.ecency.com/poem/@sirpicsalot/she-walks-in-beauty-lord-byron-poem</link><guid isPermaLink="true">http://direct.ecency.com/poem/@sirpicsalot/she-walks-in-beauty-lord-byron-poem</guid><category><![CDATA[poem]]></category><dc:creator><![CDATA[sirpicsalot]]></dc:creator><pubDate>Fri, 02 Mar 2018 02:50:42 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://images.ecency.com/p/2gsjgna1uruvUuS7ndh9YqVwYGPLVszbFLwwpAYXZ5QJwuGAVArQbNrMtXHZcHfx2VLwSByFiePdqSqiUtd8RWfF33PftNU1Ae9i8HvkAUszy7LWyC?format=match&amp;mode=fit" length="0" type="false"/></item><item><title><![CDATA[The predator]]></title><description><![CDATA[Image Source | Photo Owner | Image License CC0 The predator Orange and white fur with black stripes Massive claws and streaking roar Tis the violence and rage made flesh With the strength a man cant hope]]></description><link>http://direct.ecency.com/poetry/@sirpicsalot/the-predator</link><guid isPermaLink="true">http://direct.ecency.com/poetry/@sirpicsalot/the-predator</guid><category><![CDATA[poetry]]></category><dc:creator><![CDATA[sirpicsalot]]></dc:creator><pubDate>Tue, 27 Feb 2018 20:18:42 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://images.ecency.com/p/2gsjgna1uruvUuS7ndh9YqVwYGPLVszbFLwwpAYXYgQRj7tBbYAL5rFXWA1FWCwj3TB6Yy748vbfFK7dcfbL97XTf8YqfSRJz8aUGdRaA8ZJvEgiLE?format=match&amp;mode=fit" length="0" type="false"/></item><item><title><![CDATA[Ocean Might]]></title><description><![CDATA[Image Source | Photo Owner | Image License CC0 The Ocean Might The vastness of her watery embrace Brings awe and uncountable praise. The calmness of her ocean breeze And the violence of her seas. Truly]]></description><link>http://direct.ecency.com/poetry/@sirpicsalot/ocean-might</link><guid isPermaLink="true">http://direct.ecency.com/poetry/@sirpicsalot/ocean-might</guid><category><![CDATA[poetry]]></category><dc:creator><![CDATA[sirpicsalot]]></dc:creator><pubDate>Mon, 26 Feb 2018 12:16:06 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://images.ecency.com/p/2gsjgna1uruvUuS7ndh9YqVwYGPLVszbFLwwpAYXYwLB7GmoqydCZinP1tKMNAqLXCrvh77acCZ7LY5wWBX3V2zaRZpLJtRAVjW7DCnS6kq4H4cw2n?format=match&amp;mode=fit" length="0" type="false"/></item><item><title><![CDATA[A dog has died - by P Neruda]]></title><description><![CDATA[Image Source | Photo Owner | Image License CC0 A Dog Has Died BY PABLO NERUDA TRANSLATED BY ALFRED YANKAUER My dog has died. I buried him in the garden next to a rusted old machine. Some day I'll join]]></description><link>http://direct.ecency.com/life/@sirpicsalot/a-dog-has-died-by-p-neruda-1519371047</link><guid isPermaLink="true">http://direct.ecency.com/life/@sirpicsalot/a-dog-has-died-by-p-neruda-1519371047</guid><category><![CDATA[life]]></category><dc:creator><![CDATA[sirpicsalot]]></dc:creator><pubDate>Fri, 23 Feb 2018 15:37:27 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://images.ecency.com/p/2gsjgna1uruvUuS7ndh9YqVwYGPLVszbFLwwpAYXa8gm685DQcX2oARbvemSJ9yTA26EktcWEJ54HjHPQ37aacvwFE8AAbMdF2Qak1FztRd2tnbRN6?format=match&amp;mode=fit" length="0" type="false"/></item><item><title><![CDATA[The Gift  - BY R THOMAS]]></title><description><![CDATA[Image Source | Photo Owner | Image License CC0 The Gift BY ROBERT THOMAS When I got the box home from the gun shop, I let it sit on my kitchen table in its wax wrapping for hours before I opened it. Safe]]></description><link>http://direct.ecency.com/poetry/@sirpicsalot/the-gift-by-r-thomas</link><guid isPermaLink="true">http://direct.ecency.com/poetry/@sirpicsalot/the-gift-by-r-thomas</guid><category><![CDATA[poetry]]></category><dc:creator><![CDATA[sirpicsalot]]></dc:creator><pubDate>Fri, 23 Feb 2018 07:16:00 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://images.ecency.com/p/2gsjgna1uruvUuS7ndh9YqVwYGPLVszbFLwwpAYXYSxm7BAdmDV9stcwsqULh5WUo9F7Y9Hk5eqWzyC1wSAL2ncq8vpMyasQ4QZnTZ2oTKnhGNVexn?format=match&amp;mode=fit" length="0" type="false"/></item><item><title><![CDATA[The warring times]]></title><description><![CDATA[Image Source | Photo Owner | License CC0 We, as old as two wars, here have stood Beneath the white and sheltering apple tree, Listening to the night's dark violins; Have paused from time to time Among]]></description><link>http://direct.ecency.com/wars/@sirpicsalot/the-warring-times-1519112723</link><guid isPermaLink="true">http://direct.ecency.com/wars/@sirpicsalot/the-warring-times-1519112723</guid><category><![CDATA[wars]]></category><dc:creator><![CDATA[sirpicsalot]]></dc:creator><pubDate>Tue, 20 Feb 2018 23:48:48 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://images.ecency.com/p/2gsjgna1uruvUuS7ndh9YqVwYGPLVszbFLwwpAYXZ1snnEWUvaHQL44vn8ybSwqaxiNT5jBAun2qNKMCyozz36ijMykPfY5bY1ryN2rAzTXUqbE1xA?format=match&amp;mode=fit" length="0" type="false"/></item><item><title><![CDATA[Le Tigre]]></title><description><![CDATA[Smooth as the leopard lolling in the bough Taking no toll from jeweled snake and wings From heaven to sunset in a colored coil To trap the son of God in his boy's leap; Excerpt from Fickle as Tiger By]]></description><link>http://direct.ecency.com/animals/@sirpicsalot/le-tigre-1519111984</link><guid isPermaLink="true">http://direct.ecency.com/animals/@sirpicsalot/le-tigre-1519111984</guid><category><![CDATA[animals]]></category><dc:creator><![CDATA[sirpicsalot]]></dc:creator><pubDate>Tue, 20 Feb 2018 15:37:03 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://images.ecency.com/p/2gsjgna1uruvUuS7ndh9YqVwYGPLVszbFLwwpAYXZjKrxcQ6sum3k7GnS8FyWt3BaMyDkJEYXMTH7c3wkZUEF772HyFr9gtsKbR64RbzF6tWdnANXp?format=match&amp;mode=fit" length="0" type="false"/></item></channel></rss>