Love and Dylan Thomas

[nattyleedread.livejournal.com]

Before I post a poem, I must say that this community brings me so much joy. I start the day reading the poetry posted here, and it weaves the rest of my day into a beautiful sort of expectation for the next, and I've never been disappointed... Thank you all :)

ONCE IT WAS THE COLOUR OF SAYING

Once it was the colour of saying
Soaked my table the uglier side of a hill
With a capsized field where a school sat still
And a black and white patch of girls grew playing;
The gentles seaslides of saying I must undo
That all the charmingly drowned arise to cockcrow and kill.
When I whistled with mitching boys through a reservoir park
Where at night we stoned the cold and cuckoo
Lovers in the dirt of their leafy beds,
The shade of their trees was a word of many shades
And a lamp of lightning for the poor in the dark;
Now my saying shall be my undoing,
And every stone I wind off like a reel.

Comments

[pyralid.livejournal.com]

This is beautiful. But what is every bit as nice is what you have said here. I have just had a really crappy day, and just got through taking attacks in another community I frequent, and it is so nice to see that this lively and pleasant spot brings you happiness. It does for me, too. Poetry is more necessary than most people know.

[nattyleedread.livejournal.com]

Glad to be of happy service :)

[greenstorm.livejournal.com]

Here's violent agreement. This community really is something special. :)

[iwant-iwant.livejournal.com]

Ahh.. how I love Thomas... AND YOU (my At Last!)

[42shadesofgray.livejournal.com]

It's not just patriotism, I love Dylan Thomas. : ) He's just incredible.