Guess what tomorrow is (in the US)

[minoanmiss]

(and wherever else one decides to celebrate it)

It's Poem In Your Pocket Day tomorrow!

This will be my poem because I have loved this poem since I was small. I bet you can already guess.

My Star

All that I know
Of a certain star
Is that it can throw,
Like the angled spar,
Now a dart of red,
Now a dart of blue,
Till my friends have said, they would fain see too
The star that dartles the red and the blue!

Then it stops like a bird, like a flower hangs furled;
They must solace themselves with the Saturn above it.
What matters to me that their star is a world?
Mine has opened its soul to me; therefore I love it!

-- Robert Browning, transcribed from memory by me (hopefully without too many mistakes)

Comments

[kore]

Aww, that's lovely.

[minoanmiss]

I do so love that poem.

[nagi_schwarz]

Thank you for sharing! That’s lovely.

[minoanmiss]

You're totally welcome!

[bikergeek]

Speaking of which, I got your poem postcard. It's lovely! Thank you!

[minoanmiss]

You're welcome, sweetie! *smooch*

[hitchhiker]

lovely :)

[minoanmiss]

*beams* I checked my work and I did pretty well. :D

PIP PIP Hooray!

[annonynous.livejournal.com]

But what Bilbo Baggins had in it's pocketses wasn't a poem.

Ann O.

Re: PIP PIP Hooray!

[minoanmiss]

That's because he kept his poems in his head. :)

*starts singing "Roads go ever, ever on..."*

<3

[dreamkist]

I got a lovely postcard today. The poem is absolutely perfect.

Thank you.

Re: <3

[minoanmiss]

You are most welcome. :D

[acelightning]

I've always loved that one too! Stars!

[minoanmiss]

Stars! \o/

[acelightning]

"Ad Astra!" was always my personal motto :-)

[purlewe]

I got my poem in the mail and I love it. Thank you!!

[minoanmiss]

You're most welcome! :D

[lyonesse]

thank you for sending me my poem, it's beautiful and i love it!

here is an old one of mine, for you, in honor of the pink moon!

the moon is my mistress, i shall not want
she makes me look up into her sky
she pulls the deep waters as she moves
she restores my soul
i follow the paths of righteousness by her light.

yea, though i walk in the city at midnight
i will fear no evil for she is with me
your light and your darkness comfort me
you fill my sight in the presence of my enemies
you anoint my face with shadows; my eyes spill over.

surely goodness and mercy will follow me all the days of my life
and i will dwell in the house of the moon forever.

[minoanmiss]

OH MY HEART OH THE MOOON