Category: Poetry

Quote of the Day – Famous Writers

A daily quote from a very famous person – usually famous writers or actors

Usually, the very first part of the first stanza of this poem is quoted.

“A thing of beauty is a joy for ever”

But I prefer the last part of the poem;

We have imagined for the mighty dead;
All lovely tales that we have heard or read:
An endless fountain of immortal drink,
Pouring unto us from the heaven’s brink.[5]

John Keats
Via Goodreads

John Keats

Born in Moorgate, London, England
October 31, 1795
Died
February 23, 1821
Genre Poetry

 

The Light – A Star Wars Inspired Poem

This poem came to me after watching a particular scene in Star Wars The Last Jedi. Some of you who follow both of my blogs will know I am a dedicated Star Wars fan and therefore, a lot of my creativity is inspired by Star Wars.

I have posted this on my other blog but since this is a blog that celebrates the craft of writing, I’ve decided to post it here for anyone who is interested in poetry.

Here are the GIFs that inspired me. In the second GIF you can see the dark side (represented by a shadow over Ben’s face) leaving him as Leia reaches out to him using the Force:

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The Light – A Star Wars Poem (from Leia to Ben)

You are not the cruelty of the shadows
You are the light that once shone upon my cheek
But fall you did, and for a time, you lost your way
And although you stumbled and you let the darkness in
The light was still a part of you
Gently resting in the recesses of your soul
Waiting for a kindred spirit
To pull open the doorway to your heart
And let the light live there once more

Poetry – “Mother”

I went through some old blog posts on my other blog and figured that this poem should really be here.
I used to write a lot of poetry but I haven’t had to do that for some time. I used to write when things were bad but now I find I can write whenever I feel like writing.
Here’s a little one I wrote last year when visiting my Mum.
I hope you like it.

 

With eyes bluer than the sky, a burning, vibrant determination still lingers there
She sits and whispers to herself
The sun shining in through the window, leaving a trail of light upon her aged yet beautiful skin
I am of you, for you, with you
I am forever yours

Poem #1

The exuberance of youth…

The exuberance of youth!
Children laughing, shouting, talking
It’s painful to think that one must be a child
To feel that alive
Was I like that once?
Did I shudder with excitement at the thought of anything and everything?
Will I ever feel that alive again?
Perhaps
and then again
Perhaps no…