Poetry thoughts and ideas. What I'm reading, what I'm writing and the bits of my life that fall in between
Hi Dave. I love the pictures on your blog, they set of your poetry beautifully.Thanks for letting me repost your sermon.
Thou wast not born for death, immortal Bird! No hungry generations tread thee down; The voice I hear this passing night was heard In ancient days by emperor and clown: Perhaps the self-same song that found a path Through the sad heart of Ruth, when, sick for home, She stood in tears amid the alien corn; The same that ofttimes hath Charm'd magic casements, opening on the foam Of perilous seas, in faery lands forlorn.Px
just amazing Pam
Well, that's poets for you. And today? Today, I hear is a day to celebrate all the good things you have brought to us. Thank you Dave.Px
Bluebell woods, they are so rare and lovely. Here the bells are white, they don't shimmer at dusk or float like blue bells do. We went out for a walk, after lunch with friends today, and came across a wild cherry tree full of fruit and a lost lake. With just a little effort life can be mythic! Hope you have had a day of rest.Px