I like poetry. I have a handful of books and enjoy reading occasionally, although not as much as I used to. I really like Dylan Thomas, Cristina Rossetti, Keats, and John Donne. Most book sales and some yard sales are places to build a library. I love finding a great anthology.
So, here are a couple of my favorite poems
“Death, Be Not Proud” by John Donne (pronounced “dunn”)
DEATH be not proud, though some have called thee
Mighty and dreadfull, for, thou art not so,
For, those, whom thou think’st, thou dost overthrow,
Die not, poor death, nor yet canst thou kill me.
From rest and sleep, which but thy pictures be,
Much pleasure, then from thee, much more must flow,
And soonest our best men with thee do go,
Rest of their bones, and souls delivery.
Thou art slave to Fate, Chance, kings, and desperate men,
And dost with poison, war, and sickness dwell,
And poppy, or charms can make us sleep as well,
And better then thy stroake; why swell’st thou then;
One short sleep past, we wake eternally,
And death shall be no more; death, thou shalt die.
I don’t know the author of the second one but it can be found in homes all across America:
If you sprinkle when you tinkle….
…then be a sweetie and wipe the seatie!
Who is your favorite poet?
Do you have a favorite poem?