Food For The Soul

[woofgang]

The Trees by Philip Larkin

The trees are coming into leaf
Like something almost being said;
The recent buds relax and spread,
Their greenness is a kind of grief.

Is it that they are born again
And we grow old? No, they die too.
Their yearly trick of looking new
Is written down in rings of grain.

Yet still the unresting castles thresh
In fullgrown thickness every May.
Last year is dead, they seem to say,
Begin afresh, afresh, afresh.

[Old_Geezer]

Beginning afresh doesn't suggest grief to me.
I like Spring with its buds and catkins. If only it was a bit warmer.

[jadyn]

Bit sparse with the rhyming here methinks. At least you know where you stand with Wordworth, Blake etc .

[woofgang]

I guess with poetry you either get it or you don’t. There is plenty of it that leaves me cold.

[lecheekyworm]

Why is my name coming up as lecheekyworm and no avatar?

[lecheekyworm]

I am netibiza

[lecheekyworm]

Testing

[jno]

I am lecheekyworm and so is my wife

[lecheekyworm]

What nam am I under?

[lecheekyworm]

No you are not jno. You are jno

[shaneystar2]

Hello worms
Hahaa..I'm going to wriggle off to bed . Night all.

[netibiza]

Who am I today?

[netibiza]

Just done todays wordle
Took an hour!

[Etch]

Got wordle in one again today, thanks to my 'crib sheet'