aw shucksOriginally Posted by Hes
This is really lovely Tri. I come back here for the friendship as much as the poetry too. We have a lot to thank Freckle for!not at all...team poetry thread!!!!!!
aw shucksThis is really lovely Tri. I come back here for the friendship as much as the poetry too. We have a lot to thank Freckle for!
Bet that was amazing. Seen them in the Outer Hebrides too. My mum is in Norway now with the aim of seeing them I preferred it when she was in Iceland though cos then I could say 'Mum's gone to Iceland'.
It is all in the pacing!yeah, you're right, they'll burn out just as I'm peaking (you know what they say about men and women) either that or I'll tie their shoelaces together!
ha ha - you should just lie for the comedy value! We'd never know.Bet that was amazing. Seen them in the Outer Hebrides too. My mum is in Norway now with the aim of seeing them I preferred it when she was in Iceland though cos then I could say 'Mum's gone to Iceland'.
My favourite tale is when I was in Joshua Tree National Park in the US and they were having a star gazing night. We were all loking skyward in absolute pitch black when a meteor shower happened. It was stunning and just like they'd planned it.
It makes me think of the film Local Hero which is one of my favourites.
Yeah. Team effort definately. That's been the great thing about reviewing everyone's writing is that so many people have written lovely poems.aw shucks
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=FcfWsj9OnsIBet that was amazing. Seen them in the Outer Hebrides too. My mum is in Norway now with the aim of seeing them I preferred it when she was in Iceland though cos then I could say 'Mum's gone to Iceland'.
That is a great film and your story was lovey too. Bet it was magical.ha ha - you should just lie for the comedy value! We'd never know.
My favourite tale is when I was in Joshua Tree National Park in the US and they were having a star gazing night. We were all loking skyward in absolute pitch black when a meteor shower happened. It was stunning and just like they'd planned it.
It makes me think of the film Local Hero which is one of my favourites.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=UMwcGPjYAIk
Lovely soundtrack too.
as DT would say..time for Pablo ?
Because Love Battles
And because love battles
not only in its burning agricultures
but also in the mouth of men and women,
I will finish off by taking the path away
to those who between my chest and your fragrance
want to interpose their obscure plant.
About me, nothing worse
they will tell you, my love,
than what I told you.
I lived in the prairies
before I got to know you
and I did not wait love but I was
laying in wait for and I jumped on the rose.
What more can they tell you?
I am neither good nor bad but a man,
and they will then associate the danger
of my life, which you know
and which with your passion you shared.
And good, this danger
is danger of love, of complete love
for all life,
for all lives,
and if this love brings us
the death and the prisons,
I am sure that your big eyes,
as when I kiss them,
will then close with pride,
into double pride, love,
with your pride and my pride.
But to my ears they will come before
to wear down the tour
of the sweet and hard love which binds us,
and they will say: “The one
you love,
is not a woman for you,
Why do you love her? I think
you could find one more beautiful,
more serious, more deep,
more other, you understand me, look how she’s light,
and what a head she has,
and look at how she dresses,
and etcetera and etcetera”.
And I in these lines say:
Like this I want you, love,
love, Like this I love you,
as you dress
and how your hair lifts up
and how your mouth smiles,
light as the water
of the spring upon the pure stones,
Like this I love you, beloved.
To bread I do not ask to teach me
but only not to lack during every day of life.
I don’t know anything about light, from where
it comes nor where it goes,
I only want the light to light up,
I do not ask to the night
explanations,
I wait for it and it envelops me,
And so you, bread and light
And shadow are.
You came to my life
with what you were bringing,
made
of light and bread and shadow I expected you,
and Like this I need you,
Like this I love you,
and to those who want to hear tomorrow
that which I will not tell them, let them read it here,
and let them back off today because it is early
for these arguments.
Tomorrow we will only give them
a leaf of the tree of our love, a leaf
which will fall on the earth
like if it had been made by our lips
like a kiss which falls
from our invincible heights
to show the fire and the tenderness
of a true love.
Pablo Neruda
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