Today's poet

[Derby Tup]

I'm up for a Hes designed Fell Poet's vest please!

[Mossdog]

Good morning all, have a lovely monday....


Supposing i dreamed (this)


supposing i dreamed this)
only imagine,when day has thrilled
you are a house around which
i am a wind-

your walls will not reckon how
strangely my life is curved
since the best he can do
is to peer through windows,unobserved

-listen,for(out of all
things)dream is noone's fool;
if this wind who i am prowls
carefully around this house of you

love being such,or such,
the normal corners of your heart
will never guess how much
my wonderful jealousy is dark

if light should flower
or laughing sparkle from
the shut house(around and around
which a poor wind will roam

ee cummings </B>

So lovely - thanks F.

[Stolly]

Scatter me.

At Scafell pikes cairn you can scatter me,
A part of the fells for eternity,
I will always be there looking down on the lakes,
From high above i will protect you fell people for all your sakes.

The verdant hillsides down near the farms,
I could wish for no better view of the hill and the tarns,
Amongst the eternal poets wordsworth is my friend,
Our spiritual journey through the lakeland will never end.

So many generations have come and gone,
Still here in the hills where i belong,
After all of this time i still have a smile on my face,
Happy that the Fellrunners still look after this place.

I love the poem but, come on, who in their right mind would choose to be scattered at scafell pike?

In the Lakes I would choose peel island in Coniston Water; in the Dales it would have to be somewhere more obscure like Kingsdale (anywhere in Kingsdale would do) and in the west Highlands of Scotland the very top of the Hidden Valley below Bidian nam Bean

[Harry H Howgill]

I love the poem but, come on, who in their right mind would choose to be scattered at scafell pike?

In the Lakes I would choose peel island in Coniston Water; in the Dales it would have to be somewhere more obscure like Kingsdale (anywhere in Kingsdale would do) and in the west Highlands of Scotland the very top of the Hidden Valley below Bidian nam Bean

We all have our favourite spots Stolly. They are ours to choose.

[freckle]

Mossy I'm so glad you liked my earlier choice...and hope you and stolly will be on the team!!!! especially Mossy as we could probably car share?

anyway, are people forgetting that Monday's need to have at least a smattering of misery, we can't be jolly all of the time ye naaaaaaa!

and so....

The saddest poem

I can write the saddest poem of all tonight.

Write, for instance: "The night is full of stars,
and the stars, blue, shiver in the distance."

The night wind whirls in the sky and sings.

I can write the saddest poem of all tonight.
I loved her, and sometimes she loved me too.

On nights like this, I held her in my arms.
I kissed her so many times under the infinite sky.

She loved me, sometimes I loved her.
How could I not have loved her large, still eyes?

I can write the saddest poem of all tonight.
To think I don't have her. To feel that I've lost her.

To hear the immense night, more immense without her.
And the poem falls to the soul as dew to grass.

What does it matter that my love couldn't keep her.
The night is full of stars and she is not with me.

That's all. Far away, someone sings. Far away.
My soul is lost without her.

As if to bring her near, my eyes search for her.
My heart searches for her and she is not with me.

The same night that whitens the same trees.
We, we who were, we are the same no longer.

I no longer love her, true, but how much I loved her.
My voice searched the wind to touch her ear.

Someone else's. She will be someone else's. As she once
belonged to my kisses.
Her voice, her light body. Her infinite eyes.

I no longer love her, true, but perhaps I love her.
Love is so short and oblivion so long.

Because on nights like this I held her in my arms,
my soul is lost without her.

Although this may be the last pain she causes me,
and this may be the last poem I write for her.

Pablo Neruda

"Permission for bottom lip to wobble?"

[Nathaniel Lee]

HHH. Great idea wear the vests when we want gadding about like shelley and byron. Well maybe not exactly the same. Should we have a poll for colour ?. I certainly agree Hes would be the natural choice for design duty if she wanted to. I agree no official team but vests when we want to. Is the poll the fairest way to choose colour. If it is i'm a bit thick and not sure how to set it up.

[Nathaniel Lee]

Oh and Scafell as it's close to heaven.

[freckle]

HHH. Great idea wear the vests when we want gadding about like shelley and byron. Well maybe not exactly the same. Should we have a poll for colour ?. I certainly agree Hes would be the natural choice for design duty if she wanted to. I agree no official team but vests when we want to. Is the poll the fairest way to choose colour. If it is i'm a bit thick and not sure how to set it up.

Might be nice to have some kind of japenese influence given our love of haiku on this thread?...Ooooo its like a melting pot of ideas!

[Old Whippet]

vests....surely the deepest Plathian black. Ideal for those suicidal descents down the screes.

[Nathaniel Lee]

I think the green and haiku influence would work well together.