November 11: Poetry

I'm behind. I'm really behind.

I got busy living and forgot about blogging.

So to catch up, and because I simply love poetry, I"m going to do a poetry slam.

Poems poem poems until we're caught up!

Are you in?

This particular gem is by Yeats. William Butler Yeats.

Excess and eccentricity. My favorite.

He Wishes for the Cloths of Heaven - W.B. Yeats

Had I the heavens' embroidered cloths,
Enwrought with golden and silver light,
The blue and the dim and the dark cloths
Of night and light and the half-light,
I would spread the cloths under your feet:
But I, being poor, have only my dreams;
I have spread my dreams under your feet;
Tread softly because you tread on my dreams. 

The Cure - Just Like Heaven