Poetry: Look Well to this Day by an Anonymous Author

Love this poem: is a reminder to always live for today!

 

Look well to this day,

For it and it alone is life.

In its brief course

Lie all the essence of your existence:

The Glory of Growth

The Satisfaction of Achievement

The Splendor of Beauty

For yesterday is but a dream,

And tomorrow is but a vision.

But today well lived makes every yesterday a dream of happiness,

And every tomorrow a vision of hope.

Poetry: A Poison Tree by William Blake

Another of my favourite poems here. The imagery is stark but the message is strong.

 

I was angry with my friend:
I told my wrath, my wrath did end.
I was angry with my foe:
I told it not, my wrath did grow.

And I watered it in fears,
Night and morning with my tears;
And I sunned it with smiles,
And with soft deceitful wiles.

And it grew both day and night,
Till it bore an apple bright.
And my foe beheld it shine.
And he knew that it was mine,

And into my garden stole
When the night had veiled the pole;
In the morning glad I see
My foe outstretched beneath the tree.

Poetry: As I grow older by Langston Hughes

I have been reading a lot of poetry from Langston Hughes and continue to enjoy the messages around dreams in Hughes' poetry. Here is another favourite.

It was a long time ago.

I have almost forgotten my dream.

But it was there then,

In front of me,

Bright like a sun-

My dream.

And then the wall rose,

Rose slowly,

Slowly,

Between me and my dream.

Rose until it touched the sky-

The wall.

Shadow.

I am black.

I lie down in the shadow.

No longer the light of my dream before me,

Above me.

Only the thick wall.

Only the shadow.

My hands!

My dark hands!

Break through the wall!

Find my dream!

Help me to shatter this darkness,

To smash this night,

To break this shadow

Into a thousand lights of sun,

Into a thousand whirling dreams

Of sun!

 

Poetry: Fixated by Malcolm Varner

This is the second Varner poem I have posted. This one is from his second book Looking Beyond the Storm: Now the Rainbow is Out and is a cracking work. If you are looking for a book of poetry to add to your collection you should look for this one.

My eyes are fixed on what’s above
For to look below prevents my growth.
And should I fall, well that’s okay.
For when I recover, I’ll still stand tall.
The sky is limitless and calls for me
To jump, fly, to propel into its eternity.
The universe is the destiny of my dreams
And the keeper of my visions.
And as long as my eyes are fixed above,
My soul cannot be held down.