The Lark Ascending
As thou ascendeth from meadowsweet &
idle poppies,
morn doth shine
upon thy sonnets
wreath'd all who hear
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Richard Sellers Posts: 4691 Joined: 16th Jul 2008 Location: USA | quotePosted at 18:13 on 20th March 2009 Such wonderful readings..... | |||
Xxxx Xxxx Posts: 292 Joined: 22nd Mar 2009 Location: Canada | quotePosted at 16:59 on 24th March 2009 | |||
Krissy Posts: 15430 Joined: 8th Jul 2008 Location: USA | quotePosted at 17:16 on 24th March 2009 Anna...I love The Lark Ascending. It's my favorite piece of music!!! Thank you for that!! Here is a fav of mine although a bit dark, I'm afraid... Stop all the Clocks.
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Stephanie Jackson Posts: 3911 Joined: 13th Apr 2008 Location: UK | quotePosted at 17:20 on 24th March 2009 That's lovely Anna. I love that one too Krissy - did you see "Four Weddings and a Funeral" where he read that poem at his partner's funeral - gets me every time! | |||
| Krissy Posts: 15430 Joined: 8th Jul 2008 Location: USA | quotePosted at 17:22 on 24th March 2009 That's were I first heard it Steph!!!! Gets me everytime too!!! I wish someone loved me that much...ooo morbid..sorry!!! LOL!! Edited by: Krissy at:24th March 2009 17:23 | |||
| Stephanie Jackson Posts: 3911 Joined: 13th Apr 2008 Location: UK | quotePosted at 17:24 on 24th March 2009 The one who "died" in that film walked past us when we were taking pictures at my friend's wedding at Birmingham Registry Office! I really regretted not having the cheek to ask him to pose with the bride and groom - it would have made a great wedding picture! | |||
| Richard Sellers Posts: 4691 Joined: 16th Jul 2008 Location: USA | quotePosted at 17:25 on 24th March 2009 wow,fogot about that one | |||
| Krissy Posts: 15430 Joined: 8th Jul 2008 Location: USA | quotePosted at 17:27 on 24th March 2009 On 24th March 2009 17:24, Stephanie Jackson wrote:
I love him!!! I loved him and his partner in the movie so much!! | |||
| Xxxx Xxxx Posts: 292 Joined: 22nd Mar 2009 Location: Canada | quotePosted at 18:41 on 24th March 2009 Curious how a few lines may inspire! My favourite movie is 'A Month in the Country'...adapted from a story by J.L.Carr. Colin Firth and Kenneth Branaugh..and the dear Natasha Richardson.. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~//~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Black & Red Chalk Sifting clues, movement of warm stars circling on their skin where are they now? grains of sand their compass needles stilled on a tattooed map of miracles where hexagrams, wheels and weights etched across a Florentine drawing common ground of aviators in monasteries palimpsest fingertips brushing quietly now, your silent code bowing in prayer as you enter silhouetting a shape remaining humanist impression forming there on the planes of your bed by the sea engraving seal imprinted when your dusty, coloured hands held me Anna Hawthorne ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Let's go back to another place and time...perhaps to the studio of a 14th C Florentine lover | |||
Harry E Wheeler Posts: 171 Joined: 3rd Feb 2008 Location: Australia | quotePosted at 06:03 on 26th March 2009 Though this poem is pretty much based on my life, I am not experiencing the final stanza just yet !! Harry A Sestina. A difficult poetry format requiring six random words. Each word in any order ends each line in the first stanza. This is repeated through six stanzas, with the lines ending in different word order.The poem is completed with an ‘envoy’ of two lines, each containing three of the chosen words in any order. Life Cycle Tiny, vibrant, filled with spirit Out of the warmth of the womb I gave my first breath Thus, I began my bloody, skinny, miserable life Foul stools and rancid vomit were beyond my control My existence totally dependant on the benevolence of others From the break of dawn to the dusk my life was not my own I learned the hardest task of all – to walk on my own I stumbled at every step and frequently lost my breath Though my success was assured by others I resolutely refused to lose my spirit Finally, my ambulatory skills were under control I was on the verge of an exciting new life School was an entirely different way of life Day after day I felt the teacher’s breath At my ear - trying to break my spirit I mastered the three R’s. I was now in control I refused to follow in the path of others And fall by the wayside. My life now was my own As a teenager, I could not accept the role of Mothers Domestic affairs were beyond my comprehension “Come, son, tidy your room … that’s the Spirit” The words spoken in a gentle, soft breath My childish possessions I now disowned With abandonment I approached my bachelor life Then, no longer was I a single man - a free spirit With a wife, two daughters, and her two brothers Two boys and two girls almost beyond my control I would now take one deep breath As I entered the penultimate stage of my life My possessions no longer mine alone to own As I reach the closing stages of my life My body aches – I quickly lose my breathI am so much more dependant on others My children’s children now fully grown Once again, my bodily functions are beyond my control Never have I been so close to the Holy Spirit Before my final breath I give praise to my Creator for allowing me to control my humble lifeAnd now that I have grown old I thank others for the spirit of happiness in which I will depart this earth
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