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,
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.
I have spread my dreams under your feet;
Tread softly because you tread on my dreams.
'He wishes for the Cloths of Heaven', WB Yeats (1865-1939)
10 comments:
Hi Pomona, hope you're having a super weekend! Thank you for sharing this lovely poem and such stunning pictures!
The pictures and poem are heavenly!
So beautiful. Thankyou for reminding me about this poem. I love the Turner-like skies in that top image!
Hi Pomona,
Thanks for stopping by today! Your verse is lovely as are your photos! Thanks for sharing and have a wonderful weekend.
Blessings,
Sandi
g'day
sigh I miss those english beaches soooo much, our local was a pebbly with breakers just like that
sarah
Beautiful, stunning, breath taking!
Nina x
how beautiful is that! gx
Love the pics and the words too. Thanks for your comment on mine.
Jane
How lovely.....relaxing read...x
Oh Pomona - a sublime poem full of symbolic gesture - the poet becomes a painter of words. Stunning photos too. I love this!
xx
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