More Poems!

[hellison]

Since my previous choice was, apparently, too well known ;p

V. hard to chose one, but this is one I loved so much when I was Young that my Best Friend Lisa stole the book it was in from the school library at, according to the inscription, exactly 11.35pm on Friday 19th Dec 1989 and gave it to me for Christmas. I had completely forgotten she'd done that.



silently if,out of not knowable
night's ustmost nothing,wanders a little guess
(only which is this world)more my life does
not leap than with the mystery your smile

sings or if(spiralling as luminous
they climb oblivion)voices who are dreams,
less into heaven certainly earth swims
than each my deeper death becoms your kiss

losing through you what seemed myself,i find
selves unimaginably mine;beyond
sorrow's own joys and hoping's very fears

yours is the light by which my spirit's born:
yours is the darkness of my soul's return
-you are my sun,my moon,and all my stars


I don't think I ever worked out the first verse entirely.




Well they don't come much more obscure than one you wrote yourself ;p

After a suggestion from malvino that I make up a poem from office literature, since I had no pome books to hand, I created this, from book titles I could see from my desk - with no cheating to find interesting ones either, which is why it's a bit heavy on gardens ;p

Ode To Books I Can See From My Desk

Ireland, the Inner Island!
why hide behind Heraldry, Pagentry and Social Display?
look beyond The Papered Wall, Discover Gardening!
where Old Gardeners protect the Natural Woodlands From Folly,
as they rise above the Architecture of Industry.

Elsewhere Anglo-Norman Warfare rages amid
Italian Gardens of the Renaissance, mocking
The Decline and Fall of the Roman Empire

And The Modern Antiquarian abandons Marquetry for River Craft
to bear him down The Warrenpoint Branch
To Coalport.


It is actually quite Poignant, since as I was Composing it, I discovered that this weekend they are moving our v. lovely (if rather odd) library off up to some back room somewhere to make more room for desks.

I will miss it :/



ION this is very nice champagne.

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[http://users.livejournal.com/_unhurt_/]

losing through you what seemed myself, i find
selves unimaginably mine

oh. oh. oh.

[hellison.livejournal.com]

yes.

that's pretty much what it does to me too :p

[http://users.livejournal.com/_unhurt_/]

help! have we become... romantics?

[hellison.livejournal.com]

Possibly, like your GEEK it has just been well hidden, I've loved that pome since I was 17 ;p

[http://users.livejournal.com/_unhurt_/]

well, actually, i am also a big jessie when it comes to poetry. so, ha! i reveal ALL! (except, not, as i don't wish to be arrested)

and i wasn't really hiding my geek - it is more that the internet has brought us together ;)

[hellison.livejournal.com]

ps What about MY pome eh? I think given the myriad of TRS's garden books I am faced with daily, it is... well ok, pretty crap ;p

[http://users.livejournal.com/_unhurt_/]

it's just that the gardens bit made me think of terrence. and then my brain derailed a bit...

[hellison.livejournal.com]

Feh, he is ... well, unique I guess, but in a good, terencey kind of way ;p

[malvino.livejournal.com]

oooh, purdy :)

Coincidentally, I was reading the independent today and they had an article about poetry being good for you, or the new prozac, or something... Anyhow, beneficial, especially if you're too uptight about things :)

[hellison.livejournal.com]

It does tap into moods/emotions much more than prose does, so perhaps it's a good outlet.
It's been a long time since I read much poetry, I really should do it more often - especially now I've dug all the books out ;)

[http://users.livejournal.com/_unhurt_/]

you should! poetry IS good for the soul: all the emotional kick of a great book in under ten pages (unless you're reading coleridge). try carol ann duffy - she's emotionally kick ass and soemtimes funny as fuck all at the same time. well, i think so, anyway.

Re: easy to memorise

[http://users.livejournal.com/_unhurt_/]

but heh:

Electric Chair Poem

the volts
the jolts
the end

John Hegley

[thesme-01.livejournal.com]

me and mr tiger think the pome is hellenicallly luffly

SAY HI TO MR TIGER EVERYONE!

[hellison.livejournal.com]

HELLO MR TIGER ROO

Here is a picture, just for you!

http://eatin.fotopic.net/p18361352.html

Must learn how to put pics in comments ;p

[thesme-01.livejournal.com]

hello ms hellser bumfotoer...the tiger to horses bum tradition first remarked upon by cuchulain goes on (for all that Maeve could say)...though unusually spotty that bum may be...

[hellison.livejournal.com]

http://eatin.fotopic.net/p3833606.html

(ok so it's a leopard, I don't have any tiger pics ;p)

[thesme-01.livejournal.com]

beautiful sayz mr tiger

we r off to bed now what with much good food and faine waine and horses bums and snow leeopardes and dead parentz potrey we are totally knackered.

ASta MAnanA

Lady Thes and Sir Tigre

[thesme-01.livejournal.com]

em, you know, I was just reviewing Mr Tiger's post above and have realised I have no clue what the Hairy One was going on about. He was a bit pished though. Do you have any idea???

??
He really appreciated the photos though!

[hellison.livejournal.com]

Nope, I couldn't work it out either ;p But I figured he'd like the pics!

[thesme-01.livejournal.com]

especially number one. He just kept staring at it. I had forgotten.

[thesme-01.livejournal.com]

that was my mr tiger!