Today's poet

[freckle]

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 ).

Oh no poor you! x

[Alf]

To Newcastle

I met a man the other day-
A kindly man, and serious-
Who viewed me in a thoughtful way,
And spoke me so, and spoke me thus:

"Oh, dallying's a sad mistake;
'Tis craven to survey the morrow!
Go give your heart, and if it break-
A wise companion is Sorrow.

"Oh, live, my child, nor keep your soul
To crowd your coffin when you're dead...."
I asked his work; he dealt in coal,
And shipped it up the Tyne, he said.

Dorothy Parker

[freckle]

To Newcastle

I met a man the other day-
A kindly man, and serious-
Who viewed me in a thoughtful way,
And spoke me so, and spoke me thus:

"Oh, dallying's a sad mistake;
'Tis craven to survey the morrow!
Go give your heart, and if it break-
A wise companion is Sorrow.

"Oh, live, my child, nor keep your soul
To crowd your coffin when you're dead...."
I asked his work; he dealt in coal,
And shipped it up the Tyne, he said.

Dorothy Parker

are you on a trip up north alfie? :-)

[freckle]

another cautionary tale....

Within this tree
Jane Hirshfield

It is foolish
to let a young redwood
grow next to a house.

Even in this
one lifetime,
you will have to choose.

That great calm being,
this clutter of soup pots and books --

Already the first branch-tips brush at the window.
Softly, calmly, immensity taps at your life.

[Hes]

Ha ha...I like it!:thumbup:

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

[Hes]

Oh I do like this Freckle, and a completely new one for me. Thanks.x

another cautionary tale....

Within this tree
Jane Hirshfield

It is foolish
to let a young redwood
grow next to a house.

Even in this
one lifetime,
you will have to choose.

That great calm being,
this clutter of soup pots and books --

Already the first branch-tips brush at the window.
Softly, calmly, immensity taps at your life.

[Hes]

Great, thanks XRunner. I like the picture too. I was going to repost it but forgot so I'm really pleased that you did.

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!)

[Hes]

For anyone out there that is noticing their age. I found this and loved it:

Salt and Pepper

Here and there
White hairs appear
On my chest -
Age seasons me
Gives me zest -
I am a sage
In the making
Sprinkled, shaking.

Samuel Menashe

[Nee Bother]

And Hes, you have become Fell Hard:thumbup:

Fell hard? Well hard!
Coated wi paint,
ink and grist.
And,
reading her poems,
got white hairs
all ower her chist!! :w00t:

[Alf]

are you on a trip up north alfie? :-)

Nope, the Isle of Man I don't think I can get accused of taking coals there
Mountain Marathon on Saturday then sampling the wares of those IOM breweries for a couple of days