Make me thy lyre, even as the forest is:
What if my leaves are falling like its own!
The tumult of thy mighty harmonies
Will take from both a deep, autumnal tone,
Sweet though in sadness. Be thou, Spirit fierce,
My spirit! Be thou me, impetuous one!
Drive my dead thoughts over the universe
Like wither'd leaves to quicken a new birth!
And, by the incantation of this verse,
Scatter, as from an unextinguish'd hearth
Ashes and sparks, my words among mankind!
Be through my lips to unawaken'd earth
The trumpet of a prophecy! O Wind,
If Winter comes, can Spring be far behind?
~Ode to the West Wind
Shelley
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17 comments:
so very very pretty!!!
Haunting poem and beautiful pieces to compliment it!
I love this poem. The colors of your designs in this posting are so beautiful together.
LuLu~*xoxo
Lovely!!
Wonderful...Beautiful
That's a beautiful poem - thank you for sharing it with us! And I love the pieces you picked to showcase with it :)
Beautiful!♥
Beautiful poem and images to accompany it- - very lovely post!
A lovely twisty poem but I just adore the image at the top of autumn with butterflies :)
beautiful, and the wrist band is charming!
Hello there forest fae. I studied this poem years ago & I remember thre were varied opinions behind the meanings of the work. All were pining to change-political & personal .
I love the way you overap poetry with your creations.
Rainey
Beautiful pieces!...and of course splendid poem.
Beautiful verses and gorgeous work!♥
Goodness all you create is so magical. Those are just beautiful and with such a gorgeous poem. Blessings dear.
Oh such beautiful verse...and thank you too for your healing waves....they are precious to me...
I never knew where that last line originated - oh, what song! Thank you.
Where are you I wonder? Are you flitting about with all the Holiday preparations?-up to your eyebrows in cake mixtures & hot toddy? Well when you have a minute to spare I have a little something for you to collect over at my blog.
Rainey
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