William Blake

[stormcat]

The Garden Of Love; I went to the Garden of Love, And saw what I never had seen: A Chapel was built in the midst, Where I used to play on the green. And the gates of this Chapel were shut, And "Thou shalt not" writ over the door; So I turn'd to the Garden of Love, That so many sweet flowers bore; And I saw it was filled with graves, And tomb-stones where flowers should be; And Priests in black gowns were walking their rounds, And binding with briars my joys & desires.

[Der Trommler]

I am not familiar with William Blake. What notable period was he from?

[stormcat]

Born 1757-Died 1827 Contemporary of Rober Burns. Love's Secret- Never seek to tell thy love, Love that never told can be; For the gentle wind doth move, Silently, invisibly. I told my love, I told my love, I told her all my heart, Trembling, cold, in ghastly fears. Ah, she did depart! Soon after she was gone from me, A traveler came by, Silently, invisibly; He took her with a sigh.>^..^<

[Dystopia]

Only the poetry of a a genious like William Blake can be so sensuous to capture an emotional mood and describe a subjective feeling while observing the spring play of a fly:

The Fly

Little Fly,
Thy summer's play
My thoughtless hand
Has brushed away.

Am not I
A fly like thee?
Or art not thou
A man like me?

For I dance
And drink, and sing,
Till some blind hand
Shall brush my wing.

If thought is life
And strength and breath
And the want
Of thought is death;

Then am I
A happy fly,
If I live,
Or if I die.

Do you like poetry in general, stormcat, or just Blake?

[stormcat]

I like Poetry!!!I can't compose though:( The Stormcat has a confession-I have a book of the greatest love poems. That's why the ones I post are lovey. I like to have poetry read to me, but the hubby doesn't feel the words like I do. It usually sounds like a McD order. lol I like your Blake poem, it was one I hadn't seen. The Clod and the Pebble-"Love seeketh not Itself to please, "Nor for itself has any care, "But for another gives it's ease, "And builds a Heaven in Hell's despair." So sang a little clod of Clay Trodden with cattle's feet, But a Pebble of the brook Warbled out these metres meet: "Love seeketh only Self to please, "To bind another to it's delight, "Joys in another's loss of ease, "And builds a Hell in Heaven's despite.">^..^<

[Senbecc]

stormcat said:

I like Poetry!!!I can't compose though:( The Stormcat has a confession-I have a book of the greatest love poems. That's why the ones I post are lovey. I like to have poetry read to me, but the hubby doesn't feel the words like I do. It usually sounds like a McD order. lol I like your Blake poem, it was one I hadn't seen. The Clod and the Pebble-"Love seeketh not Itself to please, "Nor for itself has any care, "But for another gives it's ease, "And builds a Heaven in Hell's despair." So sang a little clod of Clay Trodden with cattle's feet, But a Pebble of the brook Warbled out these metres meet: "Love seeketh only Self to please, "To bind another to it's delight, "Joys in another's loss of ease, "And builds a Hell in Heaven's despite.">^..^<

Who knew our stormy was such a romantic?

[Dystopia]

stormcat said:

I like Poetry!!!I can't compose though:( The Stormcat has a confession-I have a book of the greatest love poems. That's why the ones I post are lovey. I like to have poetry read to me, but the hubby doesn't feel the words like I do. It usually sounds like a McD order. lol I like your Blake poem, it was one I hadn't seen. The Clod and the Pebble-"Love seeketh not Itself to please, "Nor for itself has any care, "But for another gives it's ease, "And builds a Heaven in Hell's despair." So sang a little clod of Clay Trodden with cattle's feet, But a Pebble of the brook Warbled out these metres meet: "Love seeketh only Self to please, "To bind another to it's delight, "Joys in another's loss of ease, "And builds a Hell in Heaven's despite.">^..^<

If your husband can`t read the poetry, maybe he can write the poetry! With him writing it and you reading it, you two would make a dream team!
I like poetry in general, not just love poems. I can relate more easily to "The mental traveller", "The poison tree", or "The sick rose",than to romantic ones. Anyway, here`s a sad one for you:

Love`s secret

Never seek to tell thy love,
Love that never told can be;
For the gentle wind doth move
Silently, invisibly.

I told my love, I told my love,
I told her all my heart,
Trembling, cold, in ghastly fears.
Ah!She did depart!

Soon after she was gone from me,
A traveller came by,
Silently, invisibly:
He took her with a sigh.

[Lady Anastasia]

dystopia said:

Love`s secret

Never seek to tell thy love,
Love that never told can be;
For the gentle wind doth move
Silently, invisibly.

I told my love, I told my love,
I told her all my heart,
Trembling, cold, in ghastly fears.
Ah!She did depart!

Soon after she was gone from me,
A traveller came by,
Silently, invisibly:
He took her with a sigh.

That is beautiful... Thankies for sharing it...

[stormcat]

Yeah the old Stormster is a softy! I roar loudly, then generally lay down somewhere and get over it. I don't forget, just shelve it. So far as the husband reading me anymore poetry, let's say we've moved on. After the litterbox confrontation tonight, he can kiss my furry butt! That would be a good poem, Ode to the Smelly Litterbox, or Kiss My Furry Butt!>^-.-^<

[Senbecc]

stormcat said:

Yeah the old Stormster is a softy! I roar loudly, then generally lay down somewhere and get over it. I don't forget, just shelve it. So far as the husband reading me anymore poetry, let's say we've moved on. After the litterbox confrontation tonight, he can kiss my furry butt! That would be a good poem, Ode to the Smelly Litterbox, or Kiss My Furry Butt!>^-.-^<

I like "Kiss my furry butt"...Nothing worse than a smelly litter box though. As for roaring loudly and getting over it, haha that was funny...I suppose we all have to do the same thing from time to time.

[Dystopia]

I`d prefer "Kiss my furry butt", as well. There`s something poetic about it...

[stormcat]

The Kiss My Furry Butts have it! Although I have no idea how it should read. lol >^..^<

[KittyLane]

Is this the same William Blake that does art such as this?



That is the only way I know of a William Blake. How cool.

[blackwolf]

Yes, it is Kitty, both Art, and Poetry, was Blake's mystic domain...Now, as far as the poem, for Stormcat...Shall we try:

Kiss me furry butt, I say,
Let me bend over, then ye may,
For if yer words, be so rude,
Then me return, be just as crude...

Whattaya think?

[Dystopia]

i knew he was both, a painter and a poet, though I haven`t seen that one before...but, we`re certainly talking about the same guy, since that picture looks very much alike to his other works...

oh, an I love your poem blackwolf... ...very deep...