When You Are Old William Butler Yeats (1865 – 1939) When you are old and grey and full of sleep, And nodding by the fire, take down this book, And slowly read, and dream of the soft look Your eyes had once, and of their shadows deep; How many loved your moments of glad grace, […]
New Year What can be said in New Year rhymes, That’s not been said a thousand times? The new years come, the old years go, We know we dream, we dream we know. We rise up laughing with the light, We lie down weeping with the night. We hug the world until it stings, We […]
The Frog . Be kind and tender to the frog And do not call him names As ‘Slimy Skin’, or ‘Polly Wig’, Or likewise ‘Ugly James’ Or ‘Gap-a-grin’ or ‘Toad-gone-wrong’, Or ‘Billy Bandy-knees’: The Frog is justly sensitive To epithets like these. No animal will more repay A treatment kind and fair; At least so […]
Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening Whose woods these are I think I know. His house is in the village though; He will not see me stopping here To watch his woods fill up with snow. My little horse must think it queer To stop without a farmhouse near Between the woods and frozen […]
November No sun – no moon! No morn – no noon – No dawn – no dusk – no proper time of day. No warmth, no cheerfulness, no healthful ease, No comfortable feel in any member – No shade, no shine, no butterflies, no bees, No fruits, no flowers, no leaves, no birds! – November! […]
Relativity There was a young lady named Bright, Who travelled much faster than light, She Started one day In the relative way, And returned the previous night. by Arthur Barker . . . Wednesday 1st September 2021 Uhlsport United Counties League Premier Division South Northampton ON Cheneks 0 Bugbrooke St Michael’s 2 Daniel Porter 11, […]
Saturday Ritual It’s just a Saturday ritual my dear;So have no fearAnd let’s be clear,I’m not gallivanting,I’ve no bird in tow,Think of it moreLike I’m off to a show;I’ll be back before you know. And yes the pub is also partOf the ritual we must trek,But please take heartAs I never really notice,The barmaids so […]
The Football Pitch that Dad Built (continued) . The goals we scored were okay, may even have been good, may occasionally have been brilliant but they were nothing compared to the goals they would have been with real nets. Following that path of the ball and seeing the net billow with the shot would always […]
Soccer . When I hear the whistle It’s like a cannon Giving the signal for the game to start A war between warriors With a victory on their mind With the aim of bypassing the keeper, Getting the ball inside the goal The ball touching the net Setting off the crowd Hearing the screams From […]
Earth has not anything to show more fair: Dull would he be of soul who could pass by A sight so touching in its majesty: This City now doth, like a garment, wear The beauty of the morning: silent, bare, Ships, towers, domes, theatres, and temples lie Open unto the fields, and to the sky; […]
