Page 1198 of 1355 FirstFirst ... 19869810981148118811961197119811991200120812481298 ... LastLast
Results 11,971 to 11,980 of 13549

Thread: Today's poet

  1. #11971
    Master
    Join Date
    Apr 2008
    Posts
    6,158

    Re: Today's poet

    And the days are not full enough

    And the days are not full enough
    And the nights are not full enough
    And life slips by like a field mouse
    Not shaking the grass

    Ezra Pound

  2. #11972

    Re: Today's poet

    Quote Originally Posted by Alf View Post
    I Speak Not

    I speak not, I trace not, I breathe not thy name;
    There is grief in the sound, there is guilt in the fame;
    But the tear that now burns on my cheek may impart
    The deep thoughts that dwell in that silence of heart.
    Too brief for our passion, too long for our peace,
    Were those hours - can their joy or their bitterness cease?
    We repent, we abjure, we will break from our chain, -
    We will part, we will fly to - unite it again!
    Oh! thine be the gladness, and mine be the guilt!
    Forgive me, adored one! - forsake if thou wilt;
    But the heart which is thine shall expire undebased,
    And man shall not break it - whatever thou may'st.
    And stern to the haughty, but humble to thee,
    This soul in its bitterest blackness shall be;
    And our days seem as swift, and our moments more sweet,
    With thee at my side, than with worlds at our feet.
    One sigh of thy sorrow, one look of thy love,
    Shall turn me or fix, shall reward or reprove.
    And the heartless may wonder at all I resign -
    Thy lips shall reply, not to them, but to mine.

    Lord Byron
    this is beautiful alf...still very much enjoying this thread although these days my computer is monopolised by my children! :-)

  3. #11973

    Re: Today's poet



    WHEN WE TWO PARTED

    Lord Byron

    When we two parted
    In silence and tears,
    Half broken-hearted
    To sever for years,
    Pale grew thy cheek and cold,
    Colder thy kiss;
    Truly that hour foretold
    Sorrow to this.

    The dew of the morning
    Sunk chill on my brow ---
    It felt like the warning
    Of what I feel now.
    Thy vows are all broken,
    And light is thy fame;
    I hear thy name spoken,
    And share in its shame.

    They name thee before me,
    A knell to mine ear;
    A shudder comes o'er me ---
    Why wert thou so dear?
    They know not I knew thee,
    Who knew thee too well: ---
    Long, long shall I rue thee,
    Too deeply to tell.

    In secret we met ---
    In silence I grieve,
    That thy heart could forget,
    Thy spirit deceive.
    If I should meet thee
    After long years,
    How should I greet thee? --- With silence and tears.
    Last edited by freckle; 25-07-2011 at 11:44 PM.

  4. #11974
    Moderator Mossdog's Avatar
    Join Date
    Nov 2007
    Location
    Teesdale
    Posts
    2,902

    Re: Today's poet

    White and Green

    Hey! My daffodil-crowned,
    Slim and without sandals!
    As the sudden spurt of flame upon darkness
    So my eyeballs are startled with you,
    Supple-limbed youth among the fruit-trees,
    Light runner through tasselled orchards.
    You are an almond flower unsheathed
    Leaping and flickering between the budded branches.

    (Amy Lowell)
    Am Yisrael Chai

  5. #11975
    Master
    Join Date
    Jan 2007
    Location
    Down south now
    Posts
    2,742

    Re: Today's poet

    The Vision of Piers Plowman - Part 1 (William Langland, written ca. 1360–1387)

    What this mountaigne bymeneth and the merke dale
    And the feld ful of folk, I shal yow faire shewe.
    A lovely lady of leere in lynnen yclothed
    Cam doun fom castel and called me faire,
    And seide, 'Sone, slepestow? Sestow this peple-
    How bisie they ben aboute the maze?
    The mooste partie of this peple that passeth on this erthe,
    Have thei worship in this world, thei wilne no bettre;
    Of oother hevene than here holde thei no tale'.-
    I was afeed of hire face, theigh she faire weere,
    And seide, ' Mercy, madame, what [may] this [be] to mene?'

  6. #11976
    Master
    Join Date
    Aug 2009
    Location
    North Yorkshire
    Posts
    3,970

    Re: Today's poet

    Poor old William wasn't very good at spelling was he? ha ha ha

    Quote Originally Posted by XRunner View Post
    The Vision of Piers Plowman - Part 1 (William Langland, written ca. 1360–1387)

    What this mountaigne bymeneth and the merke dale
    And the feld ful of folk, I shal yow faire shewe.
    A lovely lady of leere in lynnen yclothed
    Cam doun fom castel and called me faire,
    And seide, 'Sone, slepestow? Sestow this peple-
    How bisie they ben aboute the maze?
    The mooste partie of this peple that passeth on this erthe,
    Have thei worship in this world, thei wilne no bettre;
    Of oother hevene than here holde thei no tale'.-
    I was afeed of hire face, theigh she faire weere,
    And seide, ' Mercy, madame, what [may] this [be] to mene?'

  7. #11977
    Senior Member
    Join Date
    Jan 2007
    Location
    Tringshire
    Posts
    312

    Re: Today's poet

    The Radioactive Kid by Tim Turnbull

    Why do you write the way you write? he asks,
    nods and adds, in case there was any doubt,
    I mean, you know, it’s dark. I sigh, relax
    and leave him. I’m back at Stainmore, thumb out,

    the end of April 1986,
    nithered, shivering, hair plastered to face,
    boots soaking up the groundwater like wicks,
    rain pouring down my shirt neck in cascades

    and each raindrop plutonium enriched.
    My pelt drank it in through every pore,
    irradiating the gruel-thin blood which
    carried the poison to my very core

    and there the change began – cells were ruptured,
    DNA strands unfurled, reformed reversed,
    gradually, painfully, restructured
    and left me whole but with this three-fold curse –

    a sense, half wonderstruck and half appalled,
    that something dreadful’s about to happen,
    a compulsion to tell and, above all,
    the sure knowledge that no one will listen.

  8. #11978
    Moderator Mossdog's Avatar
    Join Date
    Nov 2007
    Location
    Teesdale
    Posts
    2,902

    Re: Today's poet

    Quote Originally Posted by Stevie View Post
    The Radioactive Kid by Tim Turnbull

    Why do you write the way you write? he asks,
    nods and adds, in case there was any doubt,
    I mean, you know, it’s dark. I sigh, relax
    and leave him. I’m back at Stainmore, thumb out,

    the end of April 1986,
    nithered, shivering, hair plastered to face,
    boots soaking up the groundwater like wicks,
    rain pouring down my shirt neck in cascades

    and each raindrop plutonium enriched.
    My pelt drank it in through every pore,
    irradiating the gruel-thin blood which
    carried the poison to my very core

    and there the change began – cells were ruptured,
    DNA strands unfurled, reformed reversed,
    gradually, painfully, restructured
    and left me whole but with this three-fold curse –

    a sense, half wonderstruck and half appalled,
    that something dreadful’s about to happen,
    a compulsion to tell and, above all,
    the sure knowledge that no one will listen.
    That's really an intriguing poem, with a smart twist of humour Stevie - thanks. Not heard of Tim Turnball before, so another one for me to google.
    Am Yisrael Chai

  9. #11979
    Moderator Mossdog's Avatar
    Join Date
    Nov 2007
    Location
    Teesdale
    Posts
    2,902

    Re: Today's poet

    Thoughts @ 4:48 pm

    I'm gazing
    through the window
    a steady summer rain
    gentle to the skin
    falls quietly earthwards
    the clouds are singing
    a life song for our meadows
    now hastily cleared of hay
    such a timeless bounty,
    the stave against that which
    we really don't like to speak of,
    not just yet: winter

    far to the south
    I see your toes,
    treading through warm sand
    prickly seaweed and sticks
    you notice,
    the slosh-wash of wavelets
    charging high along the sandline
    lose their momentum, and spent,
    retreat languidly;
    voices call to you
    and for a moment, maybe,
    you focus on the gentle salty
    breeze which smoothes your cheek,
    squint at the horizon,
    then smile and call back;
    a dozen thoughts clatter
    for your attention

    those tidal forces of our lives
    did we choose or, too late,
    find ourselves stranded ?
    Marooned among our own rocky clefted worlds
    which vie with a multiple of others,
    possibilities; missed-taken-overlooked
    -or-chosen, at some point we're all
    irrevocably beached

    how strange life is
    did we imagine it would be like this?
    Little fish, darting flecks of silver,
    in our own diminishing rock pools
    until, inevitably
    the grand press of Tide
    overruns and spills us all out.
    Am Yisrael Chai

  10. #11980
    Moderator Mossdog's Avatar
    Join Date
    Nov 2007
    Location
    Teesdale
    Posts
    2,902

    Re: Today's poet

    Quote Originally Posted by XRunner View Post
    The Vision of Piers Plowman - Part 1 (William Langland, written ca. 1360–1387)

    What this mountaigne bymeneth and the merke dale
    And the feld ful of folk, I shal yow faire shewe.
    A lovely lady of leere in lynnen yclothed
    Cam doun fom castel and called me faire,
    And seide, 'Sone, slepestow? Sestow this peple-
    How bisie they ben aboute the maze?
    The mooste partie of this peple that passeth on this erthe,
    Have thei worship in this world, thei wilne no bettre;
    Of oother hevene than here holde thei no tale'.-
    I was afeed of hire face, theigh she faire weere,
    And seide, ' Mercy, madame, what [may] this [be] to mene?'
    Don't leave us on such a cliff hanger! What happens in Part 2?:w00t::w00t:
    Am Yisrael Chai

Similar Threads

  1. Today's pie
    By Derby Tup in forum General chat!
    Replies: 37
    Last Post: 26-12-2020, 06:42 PM
  2. Today's DIY
    By Harry H Howgill in forum General chat!
    Replies: 23
    Last Post: 04-02-2015, 11:45 AM
  3. Today's Look Ma No Car!
    By Alexandra in forum Training
    Replies: 29
    Last Post: 31-12-2011, 10:20 AM
  4. Today's rain!
    By Stolly in forum General chat!
    Replies: 12
    Last Post: 23-07-2010, 12:25 AM
  5. Today's DVD
    By Deejay in forum General chat!
    Replies: 0
    Last Post: 27-07-2008, 08:23 PM

Tags for this Thread

Posting Permissions

  • You may not post new threads
  • You may not post replies
  • You may not post attachments
  • You may not edit your posts
  •