Wednesday, August 25, 2010

Wicked Wednesday: Pop Art Poetry

Good afternoon my lovelies,

After arriving home late last night I have used today to catch up on laundry and SLEEP. However, I have a delightful little tidbit for you! The other day I stumbled upon a fantastic little poem that I wanted to share. I do believe it will become my new mantra for life.

Please enjoy the quick but thought provoking read, "Self Pity" by D.H. Lawrence:

     I never saw a wild thing
     Sorry for itself.
     A small bird will drop frozen dead from a bough
     Without ever having felt sorry for itself.

I could certainly take a page from the little birdie's book.  Like a dog's unwavering loyalty, I do believe there are a number of traits that we, as humans, could use a little more of.

What are your thoughts? Do you have a specific view or love for poetry?

Bye bye (birdie),



  1. That is a great poem. I used to write a lot of poems, but they were dark and depressing. Alas, when you are depressed you create the best masterpieces. I lead a happier life now and I should write some happy poems, don't ya think? I think my dogs would follow me over a cliff they are so damn loyal. Do you write any poems? Do you know that I lived in Fargo, ND most of my life? That weather could make anyone depressed. xo

  2. I don't write poetry but I enjoy reading them! You are true about depressed folk, it is too true! Shakespeare's tragedies were always my favourites.

    My beast would follow me to the end of the earth. I was really sick for a long time and he sat next to my bed, every single day, without change. Even though he was just a puppy and so full of energy you didn't hear a peep from the lout. I *heart* my beast.