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dancingyeli'm not quite sure which one it is, but in any case, everyone should read lots of poetry and stuff! yay! since i didn't know about it at the beginning of the week, i'll post a couple poems i like now, and maybe some more later.
Friendship
by Elizabeth Jennings
Such love I cannot analyse;
It does not rest in lips or eyes,
Neither in kisses nor caress.
Partly, I know, it's gentleness
And understanding in one word
Or in brief letters. It's preserved
By trust and by respect and awe.
These are the words I'm feeling for.
Two people, yes, two lasting friends.
The giving comes, the taking ends.
There is no measure for such things.
For this all nature slows and sings.
isn't that lovely? that was the poem that made me get the book it's from.
24th September 1945
by Nasim Hikmet
The best sea: has yet to be crossed.
The best child: has yet to be born.
The best days: have yet to be lived;
and the best word that I wanted to say to you
is the word that I have not yet said.
i really like that one, too. it reminds me of a letter i got once from a friend, telling me that the best was yet to come. it also reminds me of a stanza from a poem by viggo mortensen that goes, "this trip is/ all i thought/ it would be/ and we're not/ even 1/2 way yet." yeah...moving on
Mrs. Hobson's Choice
by Alma Denny
What shall a woman
Do with her ego,
Faced with the choice
That it go or he go?
heh...yeah...that's pretty funny. i like it a lot. and now for the last one.
Money
by Richard Armour
That money talks
I won't deny.
I heard it once.
It said, "Goodbye."
lol...yeah, i relate sometimes.
so that's all for the poems for now, but i'm pretty sure i'll have more later. read poetry!
Friendship
by Elizabeth Jennings
Such love I cannot analyse;
It does not rest in lips or eyes,
Neither in kisses nor caress.
Partly, I know, it's gentleness
And understanding in one word
Or in brief letters. It's preserved
By trust and by respect and awe.
These are the words I'm feeling for.
Two people, yes, two lasting friends.
The giving comes, the taking ends.
There is no measure for such things.
For this all nature slows and sings.
isn't that lovely? that was the poem that made me get the book it's from.
24th September 1945
by Nasim Hikmet
The best sea: has yet to be crossed.
The best child: has yet to be born.
The best days: have yet to be lived;
and the best word that I wanted to say to you
is the word that I have not yet said.
i really like that one, too. it reminds me of a letter i got once from a friend, telling me that the best was yet to come. it also reminds me of a stanza from a poem by viggo mortensen that goes, "this trip is/ all i thought/ it would be/ and we're not/ even 1/2 way yet." yeah...moving on
Mrs. Hobson's Choice
by Alma Denny
What shall a woman
Do with her ego,
Faced with the choice
That it go or he go?
heh...yeah...that's pretty funny. i like it a lot. and now for the last one.
Money
by Richard Armour
That money talks
I won't deny.
I heard it once.
It said, "Goodbye."
lol...yeah, i relate sometimes.
so that's all for the poems for now, but i'm pretty sure i'll have more later. read poetry!
