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High Hopes by Brian Turner.
Climbed the mountain
with the sun in my eyes
descended the mountain
temporarily purged of lies
came down from the mountain
under perfect skies
came down from the mountain
with tears in my eyes.
This poem makes me feel as though I have been there because I have been on a few mountains tramping and you do get those feelings so beautifully expressed by Brian Turner What do others think?
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Flower in the Crannied Wall by Alfred, Lord
Tennyson
Flower in the crannied wall,
I pluck you out of the crannies;—
Hold you here, root and all, in my hand,
Little flower—but if I could understand
What you are, root and all, and all in all,
I should know what God and man is.
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Carpe Diem by Brian Turner
The morning brought portents but no pretence
and the sunlight said
In exchange for what makes yellow and green essential
you must give up preciousness and the greed
that is sourced in ambition.
And to the question that starts with
What have you done?
say life,s too short to dwell on travesties,
say its what you are going to do
to the neck feathers of any raven that visits
that will decide your fate.
Say that you,d like to think
you,ll know whats real
before you set off down the long path in the forest
to the clear pool from which it is still safe to drink
the pool beside which sits a woman
who will want to know what you have done
to justify your existence.
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When I started this thread on ANZAC Day 2010 in memory of my friend and poet Lorna Anker I never knew there was so many lovely contributions submitted by posters on here who love their poetry and today I am reading some of them all again and selecting from them my top Ten. Do others have a real Alltime favourite.?
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Dr Livingston - One of my all time favourites is by R.L.S "I Have a Little Shadow".
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Strangeron/Shore,How does that go. I,d love to read it.
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Pearldiver, I wonder if you are still around. I haven,t seen any contributions here recently but then again I have been a bit slack poetry wise. But Hey, I,d like to get this thread going again with discussion. Pearldiver, I,d like to catch up with your favourite work of poetry.?
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A Verse. by Matthew Arnold from Empedocles on Etna.
Is it so small a thing
To have enjoy'd the sun,
To have lived light in the spring,
To have loved,to have thought,to have done.
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Rabbi Ben Ezra first verse by Robert Browning.
Grow old along with me!
The best is yet to be,
The last of life,for which the first was made;
Our times are in his hand
Who saith,A whole I planned,
Youth shows but half; trust God: see all,nor be
afraid!
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Not sure if this has already been posted... have read many but not every page in this "Discussion""
One of my favourites by one of my favourite poets
Break, Break, Break
By Alfred, Lord Tennyson
Break, break, break,
On thy cold gray stones, O Sea!
And I would that my tongue could utter
The thoughts that arise in me.
O, well for the fisherman's boy,
That he shouts with his sister at play!
O, well for the sailor lad,
That he sings in his boat on the bay!
And the stately ships go on
To their haven under the hill;
But O for the touch of a vanish'd hand,
And the sound of a voice that is still!
Break, break, break
At the foot of thy crags, O Sea!
But the tender grace of a day that is dead
Will never come back to me.
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WOW! That is so romantic Dr Livingstone, you were both obviously meant to be together
I wish you both many years of happiness together. It is a beautiful poem indeed.