1869 Carbon print of Lord Tennyson, by Julia Margaret Cameron.
For this week’s quote, a sensual tidbit from the master poet of old, Alfred, Lord Tennyson…
“Half the night I waste in sighs,
Half in dreams I sorrow after
The delight of early skies;
In a wakeful dose I sorrow
For the hand, the lips, the eyes,
For the meeting of the morrow,
The delight of happy laughter,
The delight of low replies.”
~Alfred Lord Tennyson
Bated breaths beget
the faintest smiles–
Caresses on the back
Coax featherlight illuminations
of rasping heat
Winding in the darkest places
of the Mind.
Illusory Ecstasy
Lies locked behind
the Pleasures of the Soul.
Such devious ruminations
on the Nature of Expectation.
My latest contribution to the wonderful One Shot Poetry Wednesdays! Once you’ve had a look, check out some of the other One Shot Poets, as well– they’re a skilled bunch of poets, looking to form a community and support one another. Enjoy!
“No man can put a chain about the ankle of his fellow man without at last finding the other end fastened about his own neck.” ~Frederick Douglass
“Freedom is not worth having if it does not connote freedom to err. It passes my comprehension how human beings, be they ever so experienced and able, can delight in depriving other human beings of that precious right.” ~Mahatma Gandhi
“Those who desire to give up freedom in order to gain security will not have, nor do they deserve, either one.” ~Benjamin Franklin
“There is no easy walk to freedom anywhere, and many of us will have to pass through the valley of the shadow of death again and again before we reach the mountaintop of our desires.” ~Nelson Mandela
The Waking Den 