Published on 12, July, 2020
This is a thread that has come out of a discussion between myself and Steven.
We have had 2 other shared threads that have come about in this way: Paranormal and Creative.
Please share your poetry, either something you have written, or one that you like/has meaning to you.
Prose is welcome too.
Here's my contribution from Yeats for starters:
He wishes for the Cloths of Heaven: Yeats
Had I the heavens’ embroidered cloths, Enwrought with golden and silver light, The blue and the dim and the dark cloths Of night and light and the half-light, I would spread the cloths under your feet: But I, being poor, have only my dreams; I have spread my dreams under your feet; Tread softly because you tread on my dreams.
A very short prose from a song I heard.
"It's better to burn out, than to rust."
Advice on how to live life.