Poetry/prose sharing

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.

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  • I wrote this 'teenage angst' poem when I was 14 (I'm 51 now), after watching Dead Poet's Society at the cinema. I've not written anything since.

    Seasons:

    Of life, I have little.

    Of love, I have none.

    As seasons drift by,

    My winter stays on.

    I sit here alone,

    With harsh, frosted breath.

    My heart freezing over.

    I live a long death.

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  • I wrote this 'teenage angst' poem when I was 14 (I'm 51 now), after watching Dead Poet's Society at the cinema. I've not written anything since.

    Seasons:

    Of life, I have little.

    Of love, I have none.

    As seasons drift by,

    My winter stays on.

    I sit here alone,

    With harsh, frosted breath.

    My heart freezing over.

    I live a long death.

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