MARC'S MEMOS

10-22-10

It has been a while since my last blog post. I have been very busy and I am not sure it makes a difference anyway. It is hard to get a large following when there are so many other great writers and bloggers out there to read. That being said, I will still attempt to make things interesting here.
I am not smart enough to understand a lot of the more cerebral poetry, so I tend to stick with the shorter and less complicated poems. I ran across one by Alfred Tennyson that mentions Autumn and since we are in late October, I thought it was appropriate. Here it is.

THE OAK - by Alfred Tennyson

Live thy Life,
Young and old,
Like you oak,
Bright in spring,
Living gold;

Summer-rich
Then; and then
Autumn-changed,
Soberer-hued
Gold again

All his leaves
Fallen at length,
Look, he stands
Trunk and bough,
Naked strength

UNTIL NEXT TIME, TAKE CARE. MARC