Poetry

The following is one of my favourite poems. Thought I might share it with you all.

OZYMANDIAS

I met a traveler from an antique land

who said: Two vast and trunkless legs of stone

stand in the desert. Near them on the sand

half sunk, a shattered visage lies, whose frown,

and wrinkled lip, and sneer of cold command,

tell that its sculptor well those passions read

which yet survive, stamped on these lifeless things,

the hand that mocked them, and the heart that fed;

and on the pedestal these words appear:

'My name is Ozymandias, king of kings:

look upon my works, ye Mighty, and despair!'

Nothing beside remains. Round the decay

of that colossal wreck, boundless and bare

the lone and level sands stretch far away.

Percy Byshe Shelley

1792 -1822

English Romantic Poet

Poetry

THE DANCE

I see you dancing through the trees

Peeping out at me

Glimpses of your body

As you race towards me

Teasing me as I journey

Lighting up my path

Flitting in and out

Luminous in the dark

I try to find stable ground

Watching as you dart around

Back and forth you go

Putting on a show

I follow you with my eyes

Your light clear and bright

Sending long dark shadows

Into the thickness of the night

I want to run to you

Not sure which way to turn

In which direction do I go?

Backwards, forwards, left or right?

Suddenly I don't know

Your movements are so graceful

Yet truly hard to find

As you dance in the night

Impressed on my mind

I wish the dance would halt

'Be still' I shout

You disobey

Suddenly you disappear

And I no longer see

The beautiful dance you held

Especially for me

Your silence is deafening

My heart begins to still

I take a breath to calm myself

Waiting in the silence

Searching in the night

Wanting to see you

Dancing in the light

Suddenly I spy you

In between the trees

Creeping up on me

I feel the magic of your light

Teasing as you dance

In the darkness of the night

Smiling I journey onward

As you race beside me

Twisting and turning

Keeping up with me

I turn the corner there you are

Suspended in mid air

My smile begins to widen

As I recognise your face

I'd know it anywhere

So big, round and beautiful

Your magic always there

I notice you're not perfect

Not entirely round tonight

A part of you is missing

Unseen in the light

But it doesn't really matter

Because your still just as bright

By: Barbara Matters

2007

One and the Same! We are Nature!

This is my favourite pic. I believe it says it all. An eternal representation of life.

We live in a disposable world where plastic, bricks and mortar and material wealth mean more than the one thing that sustains life.

This is the ideal representation of living as one. Man and nature as it should be.

We are ONE and the same!

One Life, Let it be a good one.

“What a distressing contrast there is between the radiant intelligence of the child and the feeble mentality of the average adult.”

Sigmund Freud.

I thought this may be a good way to start my blog. As we grow we inherit the opinions of others which can sometime influence our understanding or lack of understanding of our society and the way in which we interact with each other.