I wrote this haiku for Free Verse Revolution last Halloween and it’s one of my favourites. Then I recently came across this beautiful image on Facebook and I had a light bulb moment.
This is the result in all its tingly glory, are you looking forward to Halloween?
Copyright © JRFC October 2018 The Mush claims no credit for the image featured in this post
Time moves on
People change while
Opinions fray
What we were
What we had
No more
Can’t be what we want
You say different
I think different
Interests and ideals
Don’t stay the same
They can’t
Friends… Not friend
Simple lives
No complications
No more, no less
A friendly handshake
And memories of what was
It is what it is
Nothing to lose
Nothing to gain
No shame
Just ‘See you later’
And ‘All the best’
Copyright © JRFC October 2019 Image from Pixabay
Lord Byron and She Walks in Beauty
Simply known as Lord Byron, AKA George Gordon Byron and born in January 1788; he was an English poet, peer, and politician who became a revolutionary in the Greek War of Independence.
He was considered one of the leading figures of the Romantic Movement and is regarded as one of the greatest English poets, still remaining widely read and influential.
Our Lord Byron was also a bit of a scoundrel. He was described as being flamboyant, notorious and a bit of a celebrity in his era both for his success as a Romantic poet and for his aristocratic excesses. He had financial issues, sex scandals with both women and men and there were rumours of a little incest on the side.
It was said of Lord Byron that he was “mad, bad, and dangerous to know”.
Go Georgie!!
This poem, I Love. It really is a beautiful piece. And regardless of his escapades or lack of dignity, depending on your point of view, for me this really speaks from the heart to the heart.
She walks in beauty, like the night
Of cloudless climes and starry skies;
And all that’s best of dark and bright
Meet in her aspect and her eyes;
Thus mellowed to that tender light
Which heaven to gaudy day denies.
One shade the more, one ray the less,
Had half impaired the nameless grace
Which waves in every raven tress,
Or softly lightens o’er her face;
Where thoughts serenely sweet express,
How pure, how dear their dwelling-place.
And on that cheek, and o’er that brow,
So soft, so calm, yet eloquent,
The smiles that win, the tints that glow,
But tell of days in goodness spent,
A mind at peace with all below,
A heart whose love is innocent!
What about this then; the ‘Real Neat Blog Award’. That’s just so cool!
Massive thanks to Tatterhood’s Musings for this one. You’ve got to go visit, she has a great blog that I do love to read. Funny, interesting, sincere; brilliant.
It’s beginning to feel like my cub-scout days and collecting badges for doing stuff. I confess, I never had that many but it felt good when I did achieve one. And this feels brilliant!
So thank you again Tatterhood and as always thanks to everyone who visit’s the Mush. Love you all!
Right enough of the soppy stuff let’s get down to business; that’s right I’m going all the way this time.
The Rules
Questions for Answering
This or That?
My Nominee’s
Don’t stress if you don’t want to join in, I completely understand but this is me wanting to recognise your work.
Flicker of Thoughts
The Broken Inside of Me
One Regular Dad
Romantic Ninja
Daily Doodles
Brave and Reckless
A Faded Romantics Notebook
My Questions
I’m gonna take a leaf out Tatter’s book and go with her format of ‘This or That’. I know I’m a cheeky chappie.
And that’s it I’m done. For those who decide to join in I hope you enjoy. For those who don’t, I hope your blog hits just keep going up and up.
Have a good one!
In Remembrance…
The day was cold and wet
When mourners gathered that day
To pay their respects
A hole in the ground
Prepared to receive its host
Dimensions Precise
A sombre moment
Casket; polished wood and brass
Slips through bearers hands
While words recited
Remind of good times gone by
And hymns sung in praise
It’s time to move on
Sadness fades but not today
Eat, drink, be thankful
Copyright © JRFC October 2019 Image from Pixabay
