I read as much poetry as time allows and circumstance dictates: No heartache can pass without a little Dorothy Parker, no thunderstorm without W. H. Auden, no sleepless night without W. B. Yeats.
~J. Courtney Sullivan
Celebrating World Poetry Day and Bach's birthday today!
I attempted Donna's blog scavenger hunt and deduced this:
Silence blooms
the world turns green
Another year
spinning around to throw
ferns unfurled
under trees *
pining for the fragrance of the forest
figments and fancies
play with me
(Is it right, Donna?)
* second attempt
And here's some Bach, performed by the Academy of St. Martin-in-the-Fields:
If you'd rather have the choral version:
Check "by day" clue. Should be two different words. I'm passengering and on my phone but I'll try to check!
ReplyDeleteYou didn't count the indented lines as lines.
ReplyDeleteBut I like that line, too!!
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ReplyDeleteOh! I meant to leave a comment about the Simpson cartoon. TTTTTOOOOOO funny! I laughed out loud in the car. Had to show my husband while he was driving. Don't tell anyone.
ReplyDeleteSometimes I like to think of song lyrics (poetry put to music) and how they move us. Here's one of my favorite rhymes (makes me smile every time). It's from a song by Lyle Lovett called This Old Porch.
ReplyDeleteAnd this old porch is the Palace walk-in
On the main street of Texas
That's never seen the day
Of G and R and Xs
With that '62 poster
That's almost faded down
And a screen without a picture
Since Giant came to town
(absolutely love what he rhymed with "Texas."