Today's poet

[Alf]

Follow your passion! (now I must get back to work )

God Says Yes To Me

I asked God if it was okay to be melodramatic
and she said yes
I asked her if it was okay to be short
and she said it sure is
I asked her if I could wear nail polish
or not wear nail polish
and she said honey
she calls me that sometimes
she said you can do just exactly
what you want to
Thanks God I said
And is it even okay if I don’t paragraph
my letters
Sweetcakes God said
who knows where she picked that up
what I’m telling you is
Yes Yes Yes


Kaylin Haught

[Stevie]

Byron, Bysshe-Shelly (sshurely sshome sshpelling misshtake), Tennyson, all good!

Adamschick, what a name, never mind Adamson, this is a descendent of Adam's girlfriend! Good poem though, thanks Hes.

And God Says To Me is excellent, I like that one best of all recent posts.

Freckle thanks for doing a little research on my behalf. Yes the Elmet book is a tad pricey, that's why I bought the 1979 Remains of Elmet paperback! Still it's not like I don't have access to the Heptonstall poem.

I'm going to a few events at the Ledbury poetry festival this weekend and next. I will try to put some poems from there up on here at some point. Poetry Slam tomorrow evening - can't wait!

[Mossdog]

‘Perhaps not to be is to be without your being.’

Perhaps not to be is to be without your being,
without your going, that cuts noon light
like a blue flower, without your passing
later through fog and stones,
without the torch you lift in your hand
that others may not see as golden,
that perhaps no one believed blossomed
the glowing origin of the rose,
without, in the end, your being, your coming
suddenly, inspiringly, to know my life,
blaze of the rose-tree, wheat of the breeze:
and it follows that I am, because you are:
it follows from ‘you are’, that I am, and we:
and, because of love, you will, I will,
We will, come to be.

Pablo Neruda

[Mossdog]

Follow your passion! (now I must get back to work )

God Says Yes To Me

I asked God if it was okay to be melodramatic
and she said yes
I asked her if it was okay to be short
and she said it sure is
I asked her if I could wear nail polish
or not wear nail polish
and she said honey
she calls me that sometimes
she said you can do just exactly
what you want to
Thanks God I said
And is it even okay if I don’t paragraph
my letters
Sweetcakes God said
who knows where she picked that up
what I’m telling you is
Yes Yes Yes


Kaylin Haught

Alf, this made me smile from ear to ear - what an affirmative poem about following your desires and just beign who you want to be. Thank you.

[Mossdog]

Mutability.
Percy Bysshe Shelley

We are as clouds that veil the midnight moon;
How restlessly they speed, and gleam, and quiver,
Streaking the darkness radiantly!--yet soon
Night closes round, and they are lost for ever;

Or like forgotten lyres, whose dissonant strings
Give various response to each varying blast,
To whose frail frame no second motion brings
One mood or modulation like the last.

We rest. -- A dream has power to poison sleep;
We rise. -- One wandering thought pollutes the day;
We feel, conceive or reason, laugh or weep;
Embrace fond woe, or cast our cares away:

It is the same!--For, be it joy or sorrow,
The path of its departure still is free:
Man's yesterday may ne'er be like his morrow;
Nought may endure but Mutability.

Classic - because the sentiment is sublime and the delivery oh so talently inspired. Thanks Frecks

[Hes]

Well put Mossy, loved that poem Alf!

Alf, this made me smile from ear to ear - what an affirmative poem about following your desires and just beign who you want to be. Thank you.

[freckle]

‘Perhaps not to be is to be without your being.’

Perhaps not to be is to be without your being,
without your going, that cuts noon light
like a blue flower, without your passing
later through fog and stones,
without the torch you lift in your hand
that others may not see as golden,
that perhaps no one believed blossomed
the glowing origin of the rose,
without, in the end, your being, your coming
suddenly, inspiringly, to know my life,
blaze of the rose-tree, wheat of the breeze:
and it follows that I am, because you are:
it follows from ‘you are’, that I am, and we:
and, because of love, you will, I will,
We will, come to be.

Pablo Neruda

aye our pablo is a master of the genre of love poetry and you can't beat a bit of symbiotic love verse on a sunday night, perhaps that is why we love him, or he loves us...oh well you know what i mean!....a lovely choice mossy, i never tire of pablo or a bit of romance

[freckle]

Light

I look behind and after
And find that all is right,
In my deepest sorrows
There is a soul of light.

- Swami Vivekananda

[freckle]

Let Me be Mad

O incomparable Giver of life, cut reason loose at last!
Let it wander grey-eyed from vanity to vanity.
Shatter open my skull, pour in it the wine of madness!
Let me be mad, as You; mad with You, with us.
Beyond the sanity of fools is a burning desert
Where Your sun is whirling in every atom:
Beloved, drag me there, let me roast in Perfection!

- Rumi

[Hes]

I really like this Freckle, so simple and beautiful.

Light

I look behind and after
And find that all is right,
In my deepest sorrows
There is a soul of light.

- Swami Vivekananda