Your Favourite Poet

Ashley: Explanation appreciated.
I would have thought Dambusters and 633 Squadron would have been superb. However, these tunes always remind me of the ‘lap of honour’ at horse shows!

Back to poetry, you lot, before I get accused of leading you astray.

Originally posted by Janie
That sounds desperately sad and unnecessary, unless your religion observes strict atheism.

Yes, Ashley is right.

UK Civil ceremony allows no reference to any deity. In that context it seemed a little ‘jobsworth’ to have to leave out the last line, there being no reference to any particular ‘God’.

But they make the rules.

Moggy
Cyber-Terrapin

Janie…presumably Mr and Mrs Moggy had a civil ceremony at Duxford like Mr Ashley and I did…a civil ceremony must have NO religious references in it at all, either in the readings or the lyrics of music used. When Mr Ashley and I got married, we had to run not just our choice of music by the Registrar, but the lyrics to them as well. Unfortunately there were some good songs that had to be left out, but in the end we had:

*Silver Inches by Enya (instrumental)
*There You’ll Be by Faith Hill (the theme from Pearl Harbour…the only good thing about the film really! I wanted one song with an aviation connection, and as much as I would loved to have entered the room to the Dambusters March, that idea got poo-pooed :()
*One/Free by the Lighthouse Family
*I Want To Know What Love Is by Foreigner
*Don’t Need The Sun To Shine by Gabrielle.

Oops! Digressed a little there, but to answer the question, I would have to agree with Moggy’s assessment of High Flight 🙂

Originally posted by Moggy C
(They insisted we omit the last line)

That sounds desperately sad and unnecessary, unless your religion observes strict atheism.

Good shout, Moggy. ‘High Flight’ is timeless.

I’m not usually into poetry, but ‘If’ by Rudyard Kipling is another one that strikes a chord with me.

WOuld you reconsider me being your favourite poem now?

Heres a poem i made:

The hills sloped slowly downwards,
but people carried onwards.
I never knew,
the grass grew,
That quickly.

😀 😀 AWSOME!

Wilfred Owen, probably. Although I do like Sassoon. I can read most and enjoy it. Not poetry I know but Shakespeare is a damned good read.

Regards,

kev35

[B]Carl Sandburg
FOG[/B]
THE FOG comes
on little cat feet.

It sits looking
over harbor and city
on silent haunches
and then moves on.

[B]Robert Frost
STOPPING BY WOODS ON A SNOWY EVENING[/B]
Whose woods these are I think I know.
His house is in the village though;
He will not see me stopping here
To watch his woods fill up with snow.
My little horse must think it queer
To stop without a farmhouse near
Between the woods and frozen lake
The darkest evening of the year.

He gives his harness bells a shake
To ask if there is some mistake.
The only other sound’s the sweep
Of easy wind and downy flake.

The woods are lovely, dark and deep.
But I have promises to keep,
And miles to go before I sleep,
And miles to go before I sleep.

Rod McKuen

Pavol Orszagh Hviezdoslav… The way he plays with the language is simply beyond compare..

Sassoon, Goethe, Dylan Thomas.

Forgot to mention i really enjoy Nietzsche’s aforisms too.

Robert Burns.

Corny I know, but

John Gillespie Magee, Jr

Had his poem read at our wedding in the Officer’s Mess at Duxford.

Moggy

(They insisted we omit the last line)

John Cooper Clark? – Nermal

My fav. poet is Robert Frost.

You can’t go past Henry Wadsworth longfellow or Edgar Allen Poe

I like poems,don’t take any notice who writes them,
but my favourite is me 😀

Ted Hughes (the ‘Crow’ poems), John Mcrae and Siegfried Sassoon.

However, there is one very famous poem by Major Michael Davis O’Donnel, written at Dak To in Vietnam, that is by far the best poem I have come across.

If you are able, save for them
a place inside of you and save
one backward glance when you
are leaving for the place they
can no longer go. Be not
ashamed to say you loved
them, though you may or may
not have always. Take what
they have left and what they
have taught you with their
dying and keep it with your
own. And in that time when
men decide and feel safe to
call the war insane, take one
moment to embrace those
gentle heroes you left behind.

(Good thread BTW).

Victor Hugo , Verlaine , Beaudelaire , Goethe.