Today's poet

[freckle]

Blimey!!!! No posts yesterday and none today so far!!! So, in anticipation of tomorrow, here's one from Sylvia. All i can find out about this poem is that it was one of her early ones (aged 19 years???) and not published in her lifetime.

April 18

the slime of all my yesterdays
rots in the hollow of my skull

and if my stomach would contract
because of some explicable phenomenon
such as pregnancy or constipation

I would not remember you

or that because of sleep
infrequent as a moon of greencheese
that because of food
nourishing as violet leaves
that because of these

and in a few fatal yards of grass
in a few spaces of sky and treetops

a future was lost yesterday
as easily and irretrievably
as a tennis ball at twilight

I love this mossy even though/perhaps because- it is utterly melancholic!

[Alf]

hello all...been on my hols to cropton forest, it was nice but have to say i prefer woods with older trees...

cue robert frost

Into My Own

ONE of my wishes is that those dark trees,
So old and firm they scarcely show the breeze,
Were not, as ’twere, the merest mask of gloom,
But stretched away unto the edge of doom.

I should not be withheld but that some day
Into their vastness I should steal away,
Fearless of ever finding open land,
Or highway where the slow wheel pours the sand.

I do not see why I should e’er turn back,
Or those should not set forth upon my track
To overtake me, who should miss me here
And long to know if still I held them dear.

They would not find me changed from him they knew
—Only more sure of all I thought was true.

Thanks for that post freckle and Mossy's posts as well. I haven't read that one before. I hope you enjoyed your holiday, did you stay in a log cabin ?

[Alf]

Now that freckle has introduced a Trees topic into the thread

Think Like a Tree

Soak up the sun
Affirm life's magic
Be graceful in the wind
Stand tall after a storm
Feel refreshed after it rains
Grow strong without notice
Be prepared for each season
Provide shelter to strangers
Hang tough through a cold spell
Emerge renewed at the first signs of spring
Stay deeply rooted while reaching for the sky
Be still long enough to
hear your own leaves rustling.

Karen I. Shragg

[freckle]

Now that freckle has introduced a Trees topic into the thread

Think Like a Tree

Soak up the sun
Affirm life's magic
Be graceful in the wind
Stand tall after a storm
Feel refreshed after it rains
Grow strong without notice
Be prepared for each season
Provide shelter to strangers
Hang tough through a cold spell
Emerge renewed at the first signs of spring
Stay deeply rooted while reaching for the sky
Be still long enough to
hear your own leaves rustling.

Karen I. Shragg

AW this is lovely Alf, there is something very soothing about woodland I think...

yes we stayed in a log cabin it was fab!

[Mossdog]

Hey I really like that. Welcome 'home' Freckle.

[freckle]

thanks mossy......

a fine day to be off and running...bout time I reacquainted myself with my best friend....

Ankles rankle
On sun dried clags
And in the mid day hour
A body relearns
the identification.
Cadence akin
to a necessary core
waxing and waning
but always returning
to movement (love).

[Hes]

Love it Freckle! Great to see you back. I know the feeling, am really loving my running at the moment and have been enjoying longer distances and adventures. Had a gorgeous run out yesterday. It was one of those days that you know will be etched in your memory forever (even falling and chinning myself didn't dampen my spirits ).

thanks mossy......

a fine day to be off and running...bout time I reacquainted myself with my best friend....

Ankles rankle
On sun dried clags
And in the mid day hour
A body relearns
the identification.
Cadence akin
to a necessary core
waxing and waning
but always returning
to movement (love).

[stevefoster]

Good to see you back freckle, hope you enjoyed your break. And Hes, you have become Fell Hard:thumbup:

[XRunner]

Loveliest of Trees

Loveliest of trees, the cherry now
Is hung with bloom along the bough,
And stands about the woodland ride
Wearing white for Eastertide.

Now, of my threescore years and ten,
Twenty will not come again,
And take from seventy springs a score,
It only leaves me fifty more.

And since to look at things in bloom
Fifty springs are little room,
About the woodlands I will go
To see the cherry hung with snow.

Alfred Edward Housman

(Previously posted by Hes and myself but still lovely to read again!)

[freckle]

Loveliest of Trees

Loveliest of trees, the cherry now
Is hung with bloom along the bough,
And stands about the woodland ride
Wearing white for Eastertide.

Now, of my threescore years and ten,
Twenty will not come again,
And take from seventy springs a score,
It only leaves me fifty more.

And since to look at things in bloom
Fifty springs are little room,
About the woodlands I will go
To see the cherry hung with snow.

Alfred Edward Housman

(Previously posted by Hes and myself but still lovely to read again!)

AW this is gorgeouys thank you x runner for posting !