Not one of my own but a favourite I have not shared before: The Garden by Moonlight BY AMY LOWELL A black cat among roses, Phlox, lilac-misted under a first-quarter moon, The sweet smells of heliotrope and night-scented stock. The garden is very still, It is dazed with moonlight, Contented with perfume, Dreaming the opium dreams … Continue reading A Poem for National Poetry Day
Next Thursday - October 6th - is National Poetry day in the UK and the theme is Messages.Because I like joining in with celebrations related to words, I’m setting up a queue on my tumblr to post a different poem every hour between 12am and midnight of National Poetry day (so that’s 12 poems in … Continue reading National Poetry Day is next week!
I found this poem, by Colette Bryce, in a book titled "Staying Alive - real poems for unreal times".I have no idea why Colette wrote it, or what inspired her, neither have I made any attempt to find out; not wishing to lose the images the words have created in my own head. And for … Continue reading World Poetry Day 2015
Well, you didn’t think I’d forgotten, did you? It will probably please you to know that I’m not going to subject you to one of my own attempts (although I do have a half finished sonnet - purportedly written by Sherlock, for John, during his years away - that seems to be calling to me … Continue reading In which I celebrate National Poetry Day
Women’s voices from WWI are often either overlooked or stereotyped – the ever cheerful VADs and Nurses at the front, the stoic, patriotic wives and mothers waiting patiently at home – or were dismissed at the time by those who fought as sentimental and lacking in understanding (Mr Sassoon, I’m looking at you here, with … Continue reading WWI: Fifty two months, fifty two posts – 2 – Scars Upon My Heart
... and so I've decided to post one of my favourite poems each day to my Live Journal account. If you'd like to see what has been posted so far, please click here and you'll be taken to my LJ to see all the relevant posts, most recent first.In case you are wondering where it has come … Continue reading April 2013 is National Poetry Month …
I’m pretty certain that nearly all of you will know the following lines from this poem: They shall grow not old, as we that are left grow old:Age shall not weary them, nor the years condemn.At the going down of the sun and in the morningWe will remember them. Laurence Binyon wrote these words, along with six … Continue reading For the Fallen – My favourite things – 1 of 100 – Poetry