Today's poet

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Originally Posted by freckle

Good to have the Howgill back...

yesterday my daughter remarked...

"you know mam
two lonely people
aren't lonely at all
they are just two people
who could be together"

Loneliness

by Rainer Maria Rilke

Being apart and lonely is like rain.
It climbs toward evening from the ocean plains;
from flat places, rolling and remote, it climbs
to heaven, which is its old abode.
And only when leaving heaven drops upon the city.

It rains down on us in those twittering
hours when the streets turn their faces to the dawn,
and when two bodies who have found nothing,
dissapointed and depressed, roll over;
and when two people who despise eachother
have to sleep together in one bed-

that is when loneliness receives the rivers...

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That's a very profound comment by your daughter freckle :cool: I bet you are really proud :D

Rilke is popular tonight :)

Mirror Image


Tonight I saw myself in the dark window as
the image of my father, whose life
was spent like this,
thinking of death, to the exclusion
of other sensual matters,
so in the end that life
was easy to give up, since
it contained nothing: even
my mother's voice couldn't make him
change or turn back
as he believed
that once you can't love another human being
you have no place in the world.

Louise Gluck

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Originally Posted by freckle

Ward 31

You would think it would be quiet here
But even though I can’t move a muscle
I hear well enough
About this nurse and that’s- forthcoming holiday,
How this patient and that- isn’t complying.
Blood and MRI results.

Amidst the beeps and the various dramas
of my somewhat surreal compadres,
I hanker for some peace.
To lie, at home in my bed
looking at the sun streaming in
Or to float on a lilo
in a greek swimming pool
without one single ioata of a care.

So when my friend, (also a nurse) visits
Is it any surprise that my eyes well,
That tears prick within the sockets
and roll down my cheek
I ask you...

Is it so unnatural to want to be held and loved
When you cannot hold yourself?

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Smashing poem that freckle. The last couplet is very powerful :cool:

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Originally Posted by freckle

Ward 31

You would think it would be quiet here
But even though I can’t move a muscle
I hear well enough
About this nurse and that’s- forthcoming holiday,
How this patient and that- isn’t complying.
Blood and MRI results.

Amidst the beeps and the various dramas
of my somewhat surreal compadres,
I hanker for some peace.
To lie, at home in my bed
looking at the sun streaming in
Or to float on a lilo
in a greek swimming pool
without one single ioata of a care.

So when my friend, (also a nurse) visits
Is it any surprise that my eyes well,
That tears prick within the sockets
and roll down my cheek
I ask you...
Is it so unnatural to want to be held and loved
When you cannot hold yourself?

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I liked this very much, thought provoking and powerful. The penultimate line is true on its own no matter what lines precede and follow it, so all the better for being amongst so many other fine words.

Thanks HHH, I appreciate it. Am throwing myself into work, running and also discovered kundalini yoga which is brilliant.

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Originally Posted by Harry H Howgill

I'm a bit slow this week. I've only just realised that this one was penned by you. Very well written and extremely poignant. Keep being strong girl.

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This is really thought provoking and moving Freckle. I agree with Alf about the last couplet and with you about the postings lately, they've been really wonderful.

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Originally Posted by freckle

Ward 31

You would think it would be quiet here
But even though I can’t move a muscle
I hear well enough
About this nurse and that’s- forthcoming holiday,
How this patient and that- isn’t complying.
Blood and MRI results.

Amidst the beeps and the various dramas
of my somewhat surreal compadres,
I hanker for some peace.
To lie, at home in my bed
looking at the sun streaming in
Or to float on a lilo
in a greek swimming pool
without one single ioata of a care.

So when my friend, (also a nurse) visits
Is it any surprise that my eyes well,
That tears prick within the sockets
and roll down my cheek
I ask you...

Is it so unnatural to want to be held and loved
When you cannot hold yourself?

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Some terrific stuff posted this evening :cool:

Fantastic freckle. Real Donny and Marie Osmond morningside of the mountain stuff :D

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There was a girl, there was a boy
If they had met they might have found a world of joy
But he lived on the morning side of the mountain
And she lived on the twilight side of the hill

They never met, they never kissed
They will never know what happiness they've missed

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I'll stop there as quoting more than six lines of a Donny Osmond song contravenes all sensible health and safety standards :)

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Originally Posted by Stolly

Fantastic freckle. Real Donny and Marie Osmond morningside of the mountain stuff :D



I'll stop there as quoting more than six lines of a Donny Osmond song contravenes all sensible health and safety standards :)

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Ha ha ! Morning all...loved this Stolly!

Thanks to all for your lovely comments re my poem. Alf your last choice was gorgeous, very moving....Hes good to see you are keeping yourself busy and I can totally see you doing Yoga looking forward to seeing how bendy you are next time we catch up!....Well, the girls and I are off rollerskating again later whilst simultaneusly trying to avoid casualty!

ps Alf- I am very proud of her!

Seeker Of Truth
by E. E. Cummings

seeker of truth

follow no path
all paths lead where

truth is here