Question
Body my house
my horse my hound
what will I do
when you are fallen
Where will I sleep
How will I ride
What will I hunt
Where can I go
without my mount
all eager and quick
How will I know
in thicket ahead
is danger or treasure
when Body my good
bright dog is dead
How will it be
to lie in the sky
without roof or door
and wind for an eye
With cloud for shift
how will I hide?
--May Swenson
42 comments:
I get age and the economy from that one. Yeah, I'm not very good at interpreting stuff. Sorry. Still like it. And the pic is cool!
Morning BB
Thank you for sharing the lovely poem. You find the nicest verses.
Madi and Mom
I love the first 4 lines the best. I feel that way the older I get. :o) Thanks for sharing. Happy Tuesday! Larri at Seams Inspired
Nice.
Your body is your temple and so we really must look after it but sometimes it gives up and there's not a lot you can do!
Oh my! I have the sudden urge to buy a muffin. Take care
x
So many different thoughts come out of this. That's the beauty of poetry...
I'm not a poet but I do like to write thoughts. Today I had a dooozy.
A look possibly at the afterlife, where do we go?A unique verse to share.Hey, email me if you want that file for screensaver.
I love this one. :) Thanks Betty!!
For some reason I know feel like foraging. LOL
Loved the poem BB! :)
Bummer about the dead dog...
Very nice, very nice indeed. I don't know much of May Swenson. Will have to fix that. Thank you!
Oh geez, my horse is turning gimp, I'm afraid. Day by day, hour by hour.
Very nice imagery. Interesting....
I loved this also.
Yvonne.
A day in the life, and then some!
great poem! None of us is getting out of here alive or totally intact, that's for sure...
I'm reminded every morning when I wake up and every injury I ever had is twinging unitl I loosen up.
Have you read May Swenson's
"Analysis Of Baseball" poem?
It's a classic...
That photograph had me staring long... I love the veins that show there. Really cool!
Beautiful poem! Thanks, Bossy Betty!
Fabulous poem. I can sure relate to it.
sorry, my attention deficit is acting up, the owns the feet?
interesting poem. The final line "how will I hide" I often wonder that :)
Silly that death metaphors are less scary for me than the aging ones in the mirror poem.
I must be that shallow.
Betty that poem articulates so many feelings in me it is hard to describe. I really love your choice of poems and I thank you for exposing me to poets that I might otherwise have missed. It is so great to feel you are learning something while blogging and following blogs.
I like this one a lot, Betty. Makes me think. It's good for me to do that once in a while. ;) Happy Tuesday to you!
Those toenails need some pretty red polish. :)
(My way of saying...I haven't got a clue what that poem said, cuz I really suck at poetry. Guess I should have been paying more attention in Miss Watson's English class!)
Now that is a shot I would have taken.... love it.
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I LOVE this!!!! I'm grinning from ear-to-ear!!! Can so relate to it!!! Thanks Betty!!! ~Janine XOXO
Love the poem! I gave you an award on my blog. Stop by and check it out!
Ah, I can relate to this one. Age creeps up on us yet, if we focus on it we get there faster. Nice poem
Living and aging while accepting our destiny.
Like Susie said you are exposing me to poetry I would have never read otherwise.
Thank You
Hi BB,
I was finally able to see your picture of the lovely vanity!!!
Madi and Mom
I can't tell who she was worried about losing but I can feel her fear for the life without.
If it were not for you, I'd never read poetry. But I am always glad I did when you post it.
feet say even more than hands.
thanks for sharing such a lovely poem!
This just made my feet hurt and makes me think I need to get a new pair of Burks.
Awesome pic to go with the poem. Love it!
I'm not good at poetry and the picture of feet completely lost me. But it's nice to see you're still out here doing your thing!
Dearest Aunty,
Why didn't you use a picture of my lovely feet?
Beautiful!
That's brilliant! Wow...
Thanks for sharing this lovely poem.
Very inspiring!
B xx
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