Dreams

I didn’t want to not do the last NaPoWriMo prompt, even if a cento isn’t my kind of thing. This poem is entirely written by William Shakespeare.

Dreams of a dead lover

I dreamt there was an emperor,
His legs bestrid the ocean,
His face
A sun and moon.

Night hangs upon mine eyes, my bones would rest
Beneath the visiting moon.

A sea change
into something rich and strange—
Those are pearls that were his eyes,
A walking shadow.
Our lamp is spent.

As boundless as the sea, my love,
I owe more tears
To this dead man than you shall see me pay.
Here is my space.
Kingdoms are clay.

Sleep that knits up the ravell’d sleeve of care,
Sleep, that I might see but such another man.

Red tail lights

A double nonet (or inverse, not sure which) inspired by Macbeth. I counted syllables rather than words.

Photo ©Thennicke

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Time

flies fast,

indistinct,

on swallows’ wings,

instant memories,

and all our yesterdays

are like red tail lights, crawling

into the dark while we race on.

Dusty death beyond the horizon,

a rosy dawn that never breaks.

Golden lights strung out behind,

will we be forever

too foolish to stop

and watch them shine?

Brief candles,

too soon

gone.

3 Days 3 Quotes Challenge

Yesterday, J. C. Wolf invited me to join in this game and although I’ve already done it before, there are so many wonderful quotes, it’s easy to find three more.

The rules are simple:

  1. Post three different quotes on consecutive days. They can be from any source or your own. The three quotes can be of a similar theme or can all be completely different/unrelated.
  2. Nominate three people for the challenge.

 

This first day, as it’s my birthday, is going to be three quotes. All Shakespeare. The first is from Twelfth Night Act II Scene III. The lines are spoken by Feste the Fool, and as everybody knows, often the fool is wiser than the wise.

“Journeys end in lovers meeting,
Every wise man’s son doth know.”

I chose these lines to introduce the third and final volume of my Pathfinders series. So optimistic and hopeful, what better end could you wish for, what better way to end a novel?

While we’re with Shakespeare, I’d like to add a couple of bits from Antony and Cleopatra, one of my favourite plays, featuring one of my favourite literary couples.

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Iras in Act V Scene II

Finish, good lady; the bright day is done,
And we are for the dark.

and Cleopatra just a few minutes later.

I dream’d there was an Emperor Antony:
O, such another sleep, that I might see
But such another man!

Hard to choose from so many gorgeous lines.

3 Days 3 Quotes Challenge: Day One

One of the drawbacks of WordPress only providing a limited service at the moment is that I didn’t receive notification that Emily, of Emily’s Thoughts has nominated me to take part in this challenge. The title is self explanatory, so here goes with one of my favourite quotes from one of my favourite Shakespeare plays, Antony and Cleopatra

Let Rome in Tiber melt, and the wide arch
Of the ranged empire fall. Here is my space.
Kingdoms are clay; our dungy earth alike
Feeds beast as man; the nobleness of life
Is to do thus; when such a mutual pair
And such a twain can do’t. (1.1.34)

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Yes, I know it’s Paolo e Francesca (by Anselm Feuerbach) but I do like this painting.
Almost forgot to name a victim. Jacqueline Nash, I’m asking you to give us your three favourite quotes.