Be Still my Heart

[Bruin Fisher]

Be still, my heart, and do not let me know

The darkest secret lurking there below.

Do not describe the monster you conceal

I do not wish to see my soul revealed.

The day will come when life for me will end

And with relief I'll clasp that day as friend.

I lived without the love that others share,

But I will not disgrace the name I bear.

Be still, my heart, tell not my tale of woe.

Do not recount the pain from long ago.

I bear it still, for what else can I do -

My path is plotted and lies straight and true.

-by Bruin Fisher, having recently discovered the poetry of A.E.Housman. Find his complete poetry here. I have posted a bit about him in the Roamin' Reader forum.

[Camy]

Good poem, Bruin!

I've heard of A.E.Housman though I don't remember where, and I don't think I've read any of his work.

I Skimmed through his poems on the link you provided, and they reminded me of an early John Betjamin.

Camy

[Bruin Fisher]

they reminded me of an early John Betjamin.

Camy

Interesting to be able to criticise Wikipedia (we've discussed this elsewhere in the forums). Camy's link to the John Betjeman page on Wikipedia takes you to the wikipedia page whose address (URL) ends 'john_betjamin' - spelled the same as Camy's hyperlink, although the text on the page correctly spells the poet Betjeman. Until the First World War, the family name was Betjemann but it was changed during the war to sound less Germanic.

Bruin the pedant

[Camy]

Interesting to be able to criticise Wikipedia (we've discussed this elsewhere in the forums). Camy's link to the John Betjeman page on Wikipedia takes you to the wikipedia page whose address (URL) ends 'john_betjamin' - spelled the same as Camy's hyperlink, although the text on the page correctly spells the poet Betjeman. Until the First World War, the family name was Betjemann but it was changed during the war to sound less Germanic.

Bruin the pedant

Dearest pedant, cute though you are, you've now outed my atroci-ocious spelink to the intyre bord. Miffed is me. Not.

Keep that thick fur brushed, ya hear!

Camoooooo

oh! *coughs, then falls about laughing* Sorry! I couldn't resist.

Be still, my nob, thou art not small

Oh dangly nub near hair-brushed ball (s)

Tell me now thy monster's name

Let's groan and squirm we're no one's shame

[Bruin Fisher]

Sorry! I couldn't resist.

Be still, my nob, thou art not small

Oh dangly nub near hair-brushed ball (s)

Tell me now thy monster's name

Let's groan and squirm we're no ones shame

Wicked emu! Groan and squirm? The mental image is indescribable - and I've got to get up from behind my desk soon! How I gonna do that?

Bruin covered in confusion

[DesDownunder]

You all seem to have beaten me to the innuendos.

Good work lads. Keep it up.

[Madrigal]

Excellent, Sinbad! I'm a big fan of your poetry :D. More, please?

This is my favorite of yours. When shall we get to see more? I hope soon.

Maddy (: