February 21, 2015 by .

Poetry – Work Without Hope

All Nature seems at work. Slugs leave their lair –

The bees are stirring – birds on the wing –

And Winter slumbering in the open air

Wears on his smiling face a dream of Spring!

–Samuel Taylor Coleridge

February 19, 2015 by .

Poetry – Crossing the Bar

Sunset and evening star,

and one clear call for me!

And may there be no moaning of the bar,

when I put out to sea…

–Alfred, Lord Tennyson

February 18, 2015 by .

Poetry: New England

Here where the wind is always north-north-east

And children learn to walk on frozen toes,

Wonder begets an envy of all those

Who boil elsewhere with such a lyric yeast

–Edwin Arlington Robinson

February 17, 2015 by .

Poetry – Sea Fever

I must down to the seas again, for the call of the running tide
Is a wild call and a clear call that may not be denied; 
And all I ask is a windy day with the white clouds flying,
And the flung spray and the blown spume, and the sea-gulls crying.
                                                   --John Masefield

February 16, 2015 by .

Poem – Writer’s Block

What are the names of the angels

and the birds? My memories swarm

round like confused flies. Among

the dead, I cherish most myself.

–Keith Flynn

Poetry: The River-Merchant’s Wife

You dragged your feet when you went out.
By the gate now, the moss is grown, the different mosses,
Too deep to clear them away!
The leaves fall early this autumn, in wind.
The paired butterflies are already yellow with August
Over the grass in the West garden;
They hurt me.  I grow older.
If you are coming down through the narrows of the river Kiang,
Please let me know beforehand,
And I will come out to meet you
   As far as Cho-fu-Sa.
                          --Ezra Pound

via Poet.

Valentine’s Day Poem

The fountains mingle with the river
And the rivers with the ocean,
The winds of heaven mix for ever
With a sweet emotion;
Nothing in the world is single;
All things by a law divine
In one spirit meet and mingle.
Why not I with thine?—See the mountains kiss high heaven
And the waves clasp one another;
No sister-flower would be forgiven
If it disdained its brother;
And the sunlight clasps the earth
And the moonbeams kiss the sea:
What is all this sweet work worth
If thou kiss not me?

—

Percy Bysshe Shelley, 1792 – 1822

via Valentine’s Day Poem.

Poetry- Water Under World

I wanted a shirtless lifeguard

at the waterpark to see me, so I leapt

from the flotilla of plastic innertubes

into the waist-deep canal, where spotlit

mummies craned animatronic necks.

He came. He rustled, furious,

from a plastic hedge and banned

me from the Lost River of the

Pharaohs for life.

-Hannah Faith Notess

Poetry -They Are All Gone Into the World of Light

They are all gone into the world of light!

And I alone sit lingering here,

Their very memory is fair and bright,

and my sad thoughts doth clear.

–Henry Vaugham, 1650

This poem is in memory my friend, the talented artist Diane Bauer.

Poetry – The Sea and the Hills

Who hath desired the Sea? -the sight of salt water unbounded-

The heave and the halt and the hurl and the crash of the comber wind-hounded?

The sleek-barrelled swell before storm, grey, formless, enormous and growing-

Stark calm on the lap of the Line or the crazy-eyed hurrican blowing —

–Rudyard Kipling