Today's poet

[Harry H Howgill]

Wow! Yes, and I wonder if Reet and Helen....

I hope it lasted...

[freckle]

I hope it lasted...

please respond reet and helen...i love a good love story

[Mossdog]

I hope it lasted...

You cynic !!!

[Harry H Howgill]

You cynic !!!

I was trying to sound genuine!

I obviously failed!

[freckle]

I was trying to sound genuine!

I obviously failed!

Well they haven't been on for ages...that could mean so many different things both good and bad!...anyway a fell running wedding, doesn't get more romantic than that does it?...its a good job we weren't around then (ie the thread that is) as i could imagine us all crashing it and sitting at the back annoying everyone with our recitals of various poems!.....i hope they are happy

[Nathaniel Lee]

Together.

We glide through the moonlit sky,
Joyous playful love we fly,
Entwined our union perfect flight,
As one across the velvet night.

Our souls together eternal bliss,
At one with the universe we kiss,
Eons will pass our love's still strong,
One soul, One heart, One love, One song.

By Matt Harmston.

[freckle]

this is a link to atwood's siren song...please please please...if you do nothing else tonight listen to her reading of the poem, her voice is like chocolate...just gorgeous...

http://www.poetryarchive.org/poetrya...m.do?poemId=98

tri...another good un....your a workaholic!

[Nathaniel Lee]

The Meaning of life.

Nothing,Birth,School,
Job,Sex,Children,
Decrepitude,Death,Nothing.

We start as nothing we end as nothing,
Get over it !.

By Matt Harmston.

[Harry H Howgill]

Well they haven't been on for ages...that could mean so many different things both good and bad!...anyway a fell running wedding, doesn't get more romantic than that does it?...its a good job we weren't around then (ie the thread that is) as i could imagine us all crashing it and sitting at the back annoying everyone with our recitals of various poems!.....i hope they are happy

Ha ha. I love that image of being gate crashed by poets.

Sir Edward Dyer

A Silent Love

THE lowest trees have tops, the ant her gall,
The fly her spleen, the little spark his heat;
The slender hairs cast shadows, though but small,
And bees have stings, although they be not great;
Seas have their source, and so have shallow springs;
And love is love, in beggars and in kings.

Where waters smoothest run, there deepest are the fords,
The dial stirs, yet none perceives it move;
The firmest faith is found in fewest words,
The turtles do not sing, and yet they love;
True hearts have ears and eyes, no tongues to speak;
They hear and see, and sigh, and then they break.

[freckle]

Ha ha. I love that image of being gate crashed by poets.

Sir Edward Dyer

A Silent Love

THE lowest trees have tops, the ant her gall,
The fly her spleen, the little spark his heat;
The slender hairs cast shadows, though but small,
And bees have stings, although they be not great;
Seas have their source, and so have shallow springs;
And love is love, in beggars and in kings.

Where waters smoothest run, there deepest are the fords,
The dial stirs, yet none perceives it move;
The firmest faith is found in fewest words,
The turtles do not sing, and yet they love;
True hearts have ears and eyes, no tongues to speak;
They hear and see, and sigh, and then they break.

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