POSTSCRIPT BY SEAMUS HEANEY - A POEM
And some time make the time to drive out west Into County Clare, along the Flaggy Shore In September or October, when the wind And the light are working off each other So that the... More »
And some time make the time to drive out west Into County Clare, along the Flaggy Shore In September or October, when the wind And the light are working off each other So that the... More »
you being in love... you being in love will tell who softly asks in love, am i separated from your body smile brain hands merely to become the jumping puppets of a dream? oh i... More »
Misty arbours 3 miles long travelling into never never ending song drifting on a carousel spinning in a balloon licking summer lollipops by the light of the moon! Tai Sept 09
cool woodlands sunlight softened blesses earth with moisture lush summer growth... coming into autumn earth sighs leaves turn golden vegetation softens cool breeze relaxing... Tai Sept 09
rose pink perfect shine mountain shaped, so divine you hold my gaze in the early morn when everything seems dark, forlorn clear crystal breath, breathing in harvesting thoughts from within heart's light burning flame-like, strong... More »
Where have you taken your sweet song? Come back and play me a tune.. I never really cared for the things of this world It was the glow of your presence that filled it with... More »
In the dawn-dirty light, in the biggest snow of the year Two blue-dark deer stood in the road, alerted They had happened into my dimension The moment I was arriving just there They planted their... More »
Verse on the Prospect of Planting Arts and Learning in America The Muse, disgusted at an age and clime Barren of every glorious theme, In distant lands now waits a better time Producing subjects worthy... More »
Not in the poet is the poem or even the poetry. It is hiding behind a broken wall or a geranium or walking around pretending to be blind seeking a home that it cannot find... More »
"Only that in you which is me can hear what I'm saying.." by Baba Ram Dass "I am part of all that I have met.." Alfred Lord Tennyson part of "The Brook" - An Idyl... More »