Poems, Thoughts straight from the head of.... Options

[ElaineMcFarlane]

I'm far too shy to tell you that I love you.
You're a star far from my plain earth.
I gaze and see no man who's above you:
To me you are the cynosure of worth.
Yet with all your beauty you're a person
Like me in need of sympathy and love.
Your thoughts of me would not, I dare hope, worsen
If I in some way tried your heart to move.
There's pleasure, surely, drawn from the reflection
That someone, somewhere, worships your sweet face,
Thinks you are the summit of perfection,
Wants nothing more of life than your embrace.
The danger is you'll think it couldn't be;
So I suggest you see yourself through me.

[ElaineMcFarlane]

The road ahead is like the road behind.
The dreams achieved revise the dreams to come.
Mind shapes world, and new-shaped world shapes mind,
As what you are steps back from what you've done.

The deeper you resides in its own space,
Sheltered like a yolk from wind and tide,
Filled with unimaginable grace
To wander through the paradise inside.

Ambitious girl! Become what dream you will,
And sail across each dark, forbidding sea.
Within, the fawn will graze sweet meadows still,
Untouched by all the phantoms you will be.

[ElaineMcFarlane]

Here's a classic from Mr Burns:

To A Mouse.


Wee sleekit, cow'rin, tim'rous beastie,
O, what a panic's in thy breastie!
Thou need na start awa sae hasty,
Wi bickering brattle!
I wad be laith to rin an chase thee,
Wi murdering pattle!

I'm truly sorry man's dominion
Has broken Nature's social union,
An justifies that ill opinion,
Which makes thee startle
At me, thy poor, earth-born companion.
An fellow mortal!

I doubt na, whyles, but thou may thieve:
What then? poor beastie, thou maun live!
A daimen icker in a thrave
'S a sma request;
I'll get a blessin wi the lave,
An never miss't!

Thy wee-bit housie, too, in ruin!
Its silly wa's the win's are strewin!
An naething, now, to big a new ane,
O foggage green!
An bleak December's win's ensuin.
Baith snell an keen!

Thou saw the fields laid bare an waste,
An weary winter comin fast.
An cozie here, beneath the blast,
Thou thought to dwell,
Till crash! the cruel coulter past
Out thro thy cell.

That wee bit heap o leaves an stibble,
Has cost thee monie a weary nibble!
Now thou's turn'd out, for a' thy trouble.
But house or hald,
To thole the winter's sleety dribble,
An cranreuch cauld!

But Mousie, thou art no thy lane,
In proving foresight may be vain:
The best-laid schemes o mice an men
Gang aft agley,
An lea'e us nought but grief an pain,
For promis'd joy!

Still thou art blest, compar'd wi me!
The present only toucheth thee:
But och! I backward cast my e'e,
On prospects drear!
An forward, tho I canna see,
I guess an fear!

[Scotty]

Hi Elaine the Poems are great keep them coming The Glesga Wean was lovely and brought back happy memories for me

How simple life was back then
Im not a Poet Im afraid but I love reading them

Joan Chester

[Teeny]

Elaine they were lovely ... were the 2 poems before "oor Rabbie" your own??

If so, you're a very talented lady.

Nice to have some serene threads !!

Cheers - Teeny

[ElaineMcFarlane]

Here's one that will bring a smile to your face (i hope!) - i wrote this down as i was in work "working"

I'm a kiddie oan poet
I bet ye dinnae know it
If ma faimily ever fund oot
my butt would connect tae their fit
but i enjoy it, i hope ye dae too
And as i finish this poem...
haud oan i need the loo


sorry, i was in a daft mood!!

This post has been edited by ElaineMcFarlane: 19th Feb 2004, 10:30pm

[ElaineMcFarlane]

Another one i did while "working"


As he slipped away with a tear on his cheek
he whispered softly ' my life, it was not meek'
'I've lived a life that wis full,
In fact some days were downright cool'
'so as i leave this life behind - gonnae no cry!'
and as he slipped away that tear began to dry.

This post has been edited by ElaineMcFarlane: 19th Feb 2004, 10:31pm

[Teeny]

Lovely Elaine

Teeny

[Marg]

Friendship is the kind of love
that never can grow old.
Warm and cozy it will stay
when other things are cold.
Friendship is a love so true
it won't be denied,
Because a friend will always be
there close by your side.
Boyfriends and lovers come and go
in this game of life we play,
But a true friend, no matter what,
in your heart will always stay.
So hold these friends dear to you,
and never let them go.
Think how much they mean to you,
and make sure to tell them so.

[Scotty]

That was lovely Marg Im not good at poetry myself but I love reading it
Elaine keep them coming

Joan
Chester

[Catherine]

Makes for very gentle readin guys, serene's a good word Teeny.
Lovely topic.

[Scotty]

Hi Elaine Marg
I was given a Bookmark a few years ago by a Patient
Its called a Nurses Prayer thought I would share it with you

As I care for my Patients Today
Be there with me oh Lord I pray
Make my words kind it means so much
And in my Hands place your Healing Touch
Let your Light shine through all that I do
So those in need can hear and feel you

Joan
Chester

[jimmyd]

And when the bedpan I do remove.,
please Lord don't make me trip
because it may be fu!!!

sorry Joan could not resist it
ur wi still China's

[Scotty]

I nae bother Jimmy
I have heard a lot worse over the Years

Joan Chester

[carmella]

Thoughts

In my precious time I stand and stare
At the river’s edge through tranquil air;
A walk through the woods is oh so sweet,
And shades me from the summer heat!
I like to see the rainbow etch
A beautiful arc – as a painter’s sketch;
A view in which we all play a part
And share the joy of nature’s art,
Where sunset’s image amid the trees,
And perfect moments, such as these
That’s when I find time to stand and stare,
This beautiful life seen everywhere.

Autumn Reverie

The beauty of an azure sky
The singing of the birds on high

The beauty of the hills beyond
And fallen leaves upon a pond

Orange and red and yellow too
The magic of fall for me and you

It gladdens my heart to see this time
A favoured walk with friends of mine

We walk amid a carpet of bronze
Listening to birds, singing their songs

I think of the good times and throw off the bad
To dwell on those memories would make me so sad

A walk in the forest with leaves all around
Alone with my thoughts, and no other sound

Our lives are as short as the seasons that pass
So tender our hearts – as they shatter like glass

Live out all your seasons with joy in your soul
Bring pleasure to others – let this be your goal.