Today's poet

[Derby Tup]

6pm with Jo Jo

Oats and brown sugar
Sitting quietly with you
Equally sweet

Lovely!

I'm off to the Lakes shortly, hoping for decent weather and poet inspiration! Have a good day

[freckle]

a woven net

did you know
that when you sleep child
all warm with golden curls
a lone fairy comes
your name embroided on her dress
and catches your dreams
metallic flashes in a woven net
to be released
in the deep blue of your future
some will survive, some will get lost
but there is always tomorrow
so dream away little one
and i'll watch o-er

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just too damn soppy at the minute, bad for my art...repeat after me...must read plath today, must read plath....

[freckle]

Lovely!

I'm off to the Lakes shortly, hoping for decent weather and poet inspiration! Have a good day

have a fab time DT, we are heading over there too laters

[Derby Tup]

dark skeletal tree
echoes winter's arrival
blackbird calls

[freckle]

dark skeletal tree
echoes winter's arrival
blackbird calls

as they say in these parts.....LUSH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

[Derby Tup]

Cheers freckle! Not a bad morning on edge of Dales. Might see you up Fairfield later

[Mossdog]

A big thanks to HHH for reintroducing me to this poet. This is uplifting..me thinks...

A Greeting

GOOD morning, Life--and all
Things glad and beautiful.
My pockets nothing hold,
But he that owns the gold,
The Sun, is my great friend--
His spending has no end.
Hail to the morning sky,
Which bright clouds measure high;
Hail to you birds whose throats
Would number leaves by notes;
Hail to you shady bowers,
And you green field of flowers.
Hail to you women fair,
That make a show so rare
In cloth as white as milk--
Be't calico or silk:
Good morning, Life--and all
Things glad and beautiful.
W.H. Davies

[stevefoster]

Cheers freckle! Not a bad morning on edge of Dales. Might see you up Fairfield later

Great sig mate, old chinese proverb i believe, av a good un up Fairfield

[freckle]

A big thanks to HHH for reintroducing me to this poet. This is uplifting..me thinks...

A Greeting

GOOD morning, Life--and all
Things glad and beautiful.
My pockets nothing hold,
But he that owns the gold,
The Sun, is my great friend--
His spending has no end.
Hail to the morning sky,
Which bright clouds measure high;
Hail to you birds whose throats
Would number leaves by notes;
Hail to you shady bowers,
And you green field of flowers.
Hail to you women fair,
That make a show so rare
In cloth as white as milk--
Be't calico or silk:
Good morning, Life--and all
Things glad and beautiful.
W.H. Davies

what a beautiful morning poem lovely

[Harry H Howgill]

No problem Mossy, I'm glad you liked it. I only discovered them yesterday. But they seemed a bit special.

A big thanks to HHH for reintroducing me to this poet. This is uplifting..me thinks...

A Greeting

GOOD morning, Life--and all
Things glad and beautiful.
My pockets nothing hold,
But he that owns the gold,
The Sun, is my great friend--
His spending has no end.
Hail to the morning sky,
Which bright clouds measure high;
Hail to you birds whose throats
Would number leaves by notes;
Hail to you shady bowers,
And you green field of flowers.
Hail to you women fair,
That make a show so rare
In cloth as white as milk--
Be't calico or silk:
Good morning, Life--and all
Things glad and beautiful.
W.H. Davies