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Haiku for a Sunday Morning #16

Posted: 8 April 2018

Haiku for a Sunday Morning #16

Whoever you are,
Sometimes risk being foolish
Just to be alive.

Wherever you go,
Always know your heart’s desire,
Always dare to dream.

Whatever you do,
Prepare to sit with your pain,
And sometimes share mine.

Whatever you say,
Never be burdened with lies,
Let the truth prevail.

Bill Adair

Poem for the Day - from Sonnets from the Portuguese 43: How Do I Love Thee by Elizabeth Barratt Browning

Posted: 8 April 2018

Poem for the Day
In my opinion the most beautiful, perfect love poem ever written.

How do I love thee? Let me count the ways.
I love thee to the depth and breadth and height
My soul can reach, when feeling out of sight
For the ends of being and ideal grace.
I love thee to the level of every day's
Most quiet need, by sun and candle-light.
I love thee freely, as men strive for right.
I love thee purely, as they turn from praise.
I love thee with the passion put to use
In my old griefs, and with my childhood's faith.
I love thee with a love I seemed to lose
With my lost saints. I love thee with the breath,
Smiles, tears, of all my life; and, if God choose,
I shall but love thee better after death.

from Sonnets from the Portuguese 43: How Do I Love Thee
Elizabeth Barrett Browning

Poem for the Day - A Marriage by R. S. Thomas

Posted: 4 April 2018

Poem for the Day
A poem that will always be in my top three of favourite poems. Welsh poet and clergyman R S Thomas wrote this beautifully poignant poem after the death of his wife. To refer to a fifty year marriage as 'love's moment' is the most tender tribute to the quality of their relationship. It will break your heart. 

We met
under a shower
of bird-notes.
Fifty years passed,
love's moment
in a world in
servitude to time.
She was young;
I kissed with my eyes
closed and opened
them on her wrinkles.
`Come,' said death,
choosing her as his
partner for
the last dance, And she,
who in life
had done everything
with a bird's grace,
opened her bill now
for the shedding
of one sigh no
heavier than a feather. 

A Marriage 
R S Thomas

Poem for the Day - Inventory by Dorothy Parker

Posted: 3 April 2018

Poem for the Day 

Four be the things I am wiser to know:
Idleness, sorrow, a friend, and a foe.

Four be the things I’d been better without:
Love, curiosity, freckles, and doubt.

Three be the things I shall never attain:
Envy, content, and sufficient champagne.

Three be the things I shall have till I die:
Laughter and hope and a sock in the eye. 

Inventory 
Dorothy Parker

Easter Haiku #8 - Sunday, Holy Week - Easter Sunday

Posted: 1 April 2018

Easter Haiku #8 – Sunday, Holy Week - Easter Sunday

Magdalene morning.
An empty grave discovered,
The hot, bitter tears.

Then a holy thing.
Divine gardener recognised.
Mary spreads the news.

Breakfast on the shore.
At the end of a hard shift
Men need food, not prayers.

Bill Adair

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