Friday 30 October 2009

Poetry Day poems

This poem uses phrases and lines written by visitors at the Bronte Parsonage Museum to celebrate National Poetry Day 2009, based on words chosen from Emily Bronte’s Wuthering Heights. One or two of the phrases have been lightly edited. My thanks to everyone who participated - Katrina

Found Poem

From a stone-dark churchyard,
from this humiliation window,
the moors sobbed,
the devil struck and laughed.

Heathcliff kisses Cathy,
who is the servant or master?
Her mute gaze is mine:
master, stagger my love.

Rain and snow kisses your face,
my heart is willingly the servant.
Small dream, dare to dream,
let good hearts hope:

pocket my heaven,
my key is love and light.

Katrina Naomi

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