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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  • Hiya all

    Ive loved poetry for all of my life, both writing and reading. I have had many published including in magazines, a national broadsheet newspaper, four pamphlets and a full length collection. I no longer bother much about publication but write most days for pleasure and as an incredible kind of creative self therapy  

    This unpublished one is about my cat Tree. I rescued her in 2019 from Cats Protection

    Tree (her first poem) 

    The Curly Gurl

    The curling-kat

    drifts like a puck on ice

    through my life.

    A purring-kat

    all fuss-and-gifting

    her love, an unconditional.

    As I thinks on in the ice,

    she is excellence, rescued

    to my bright home.

    Emma

    2019?

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  • Hiya all

    Ive loved poetry for all of my life, both writing and reading. I have had many published including in magazines, a national broadsheet newspaper, four pamphlets and a full length collection. I no longer bother much about publication but write most days for pleasure and as an incredible kind of creative self therapy  

    This unpublished one is about my cat Tree. I rescued her in 2019 from Cats Protection

    Tree (her first poem) 

    The Curly Gurl

    The curling-kat

    drifts like a puck on ice

    through my life.

    A purring-kat

    all fuss-and-gifting

    her love, an unconditional.

    As I thinks on in the ice,

    she is excellence, rescued

    to my bright home.

    Emma

    2019?

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