Today's poet

[freckle]

i am so tired tonght...in need of a lullaby poem....hint hint

[Hes]

i am so tired tonght...in need of a lullaby poem....hint hint

ok...give me five...liked the Hardy by the way.

[Hes]

This may have been posted before but it's nice anyway:

A Child's Sleep
by Carol Ann Duffy (1955- )

I stood at the edge of my child's sleep
hearing her breathe;
although I could not enter there,
I could not leave.

Her sleep was a small wood,
perfumed with flowers;
dark, peaceful, sacred,
acred in hours.

And she was the spirit that lives
in the heart of such woods;
without time, without history,
wordlessly good.

I spoke her name, a pebble dropped
in the still night,
and saw her stir, both open palms
cupping their soft light;

then went to the window. The greater dark
outside the room
gazed back, maternal, wise,
with its face of moon.

[freckle]

This may have been posted before but it's nice anyway:

A Child's Sleep
by Carol Ann Duffy (1955- )

I stood at the edge of my child's sleep
hearing her breathe;
although I could not enter there,
I could not leave.

Her sleep was a small wood,
perfumed with flowers;
dark, peaceful, sacred,
acred in hours.

And she was the spirit that lives
in the heart of such woods;
without time, without history,
wordlessly good.

I spoke her name, a pebble dropped
in the still night,
and saw her stir, both open palms
cupping their soft light;

then went to the window. The greater dark
outside the room
gazed back, maternal, wise,
with its face of moon.

Hes thank you so much for posting this poem it is new to me and utterly brilliant (she thoroughly deserves to be the poet laurete)...i felt so moved reading it, such a beautiful description of the love for a child and an accompanying sense of wonderment....the first verse i almost felt was written for ne i have done that so many times...she is such a good observer of what it is to be human.....lovely x

[Nathaniel Lee]

Our first meeting.

I asked do you like Star Trek ?,
You smiled and caressed me with your eyes,
I think of stroking your gentle neck,
Your velvet touch on my hand does hypnotise.

Yes, i do she says they're great,
I cannot believe my luck,
I'll pick you up i promise not to be late,
I pray there are no traffic jams so i do not get stuck.

At last i pick you up at home,
Your beauty sets my heart free,
I know my love no longer needs to roam,
You're not scared of my bipolar i know you'll marry me.

By Matt Harmston.

[freckle]

Our first meeting.

I asked do you like Star Trek ?,
You smiled and caressed me with your eyes,
I think of stroking your gentle neck,
Your velvet touch on my hand does hypnotise.

Yes, i do she says they're great,
I cannot believe my luck,
I'll pick you up i promise not to be late,
I pray there are no traffic jams so i do not get stuck.

At last i pick you up at home,
Your beauty sets my heart free,
I know my love no longer needs to roam,
You're not scared of my bipolar i know you'll marry me.

By Matt Harmston.

another one straight from the heart! lovely tri mind

[Hes]

Hes thank you so much for posting this poem it is new to me and utterly brilliant (she thoroughly deserves to be the poet laurete)...i felt so moved reading it, such a beautiful description of the love for a child and an accompanying sense of wonderment....the first verse i almost felt was written for ne i have done that so many times...she is such a good observer of what it is to be human.....lovely x

Great, I thought you might like it.x

[Hes]

Our first meeting.

I asked do you like Star Trek ?,
You smiled and caressed me with your eyes,
I think of stroking your gentle neck,
Your velvet touch on my hand does hypnotise.

Yes, i do she says they're great,
I cannot believe my luck,
I'll pick you up i promise not to be late,
I pray there are no traffic jams so i do not get stuck.

At last i pick you up at home,
Your beauty sets my heart free,
I know my love no longer needs to roam,
You're not scared of my bipolar i know you'll marry me.

By Matt Harmston.

Lovely Tri-mind.

I don't suppose you listened to the play on Radio 4 yesterday (I think it was yesterday)? It was brilliant. Written by and about a bi-polar guy and his relationship with his girlfriend.

[freckle]

thanks for lovely postings tonight i'm turning in as v tired, night night all xxx

[Hes]

thanks for lovely postings tonight i'm turning in as v tired, night night all xxx

Night Freckle, sleep well.xx