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.
One of mine... which on another thread I mentioned to DeSpereaux and the departed Goosey...
Dragon
Sleep, soft as Ages, Silent, antique tombs of men,
Of King's kin, Giants, long unsung, un-kenned,
Earth-eaten in every-night lie. Gold dimmed,
far from Sun's gaze - He is Lord here.
Light at last comes, Unbidden, Blade-Bright.
Life at last comes - Earth-flowers blossom
Rare in radiant hues revealed, Gold-gleam mirrors
In Man's eye, mute in awe, Marauder of His hoard-hall.
Slow-waking, world wary, Silver-eye too late sees
His loss, loved grail of Old, of gold-ringed Kings.
Beneath Day's bitter gaze He bides, for Moon's sight seeks
stalking scattered stillness, He in grief and sorrow sings.
Stealthy Night comes in, fierce friend of flame-joy risen, Fearless flight
of blazed wing borne above. Battle-bold, through Star-sea sails
With fiery trail, vengeance fixed, for heart's trove taken.
Bright as Summer's sun, burn the halls of Men.
That’s exceeds my ability to perceive just how good it is, so I’m in awe, a new bar has been set..
Wonderful