A spot of Poetry to start the weekend - a post in three parts

Part 1

Working in a library can sometimes be a dangerous way to spend your days if you are a lover of books! There are just way to many distractions.

Inside one such distraction I found this, I hope it makes a smile dance across your lips as it did mine.

Graunt that no Hobgoblins fright me
No hungrie devils rise up and bite me
No Urchins, Elves, or drunkards Ghoasts
Shore me against against walles or posts
O graunt I may no black thing touch
Though many men I love to meet such

By John Day 1604 in Alan Garner - Collected Folk Tales

 Part 2

I have recently fallen in love with the work of Tyler Knott Gregson, one of my tumblr discoveries. He makes poetry seem so effortless, go check him out here. But just for your enjoyment here is one of his pieces as a taster!

You are the morning
and I have waited all night
for your dawn to break.

Daily Haiku on Love by Tyler Knott Gregson

Part 3

A touch of poetry from my own pen:

Close my eyes

That's where you live

Sweet memories of maybe

Is all you could give

Faeries and goblins

May flood my mind

But they can't erase

The visions you left behind

Try as I might

To occupy brain and heart

These visions and memories

Still threaten to tear me apart

The aching that's left

Is hard to bear

While all the time

A facade of 'I don't care'

Image  credit see here

I'll leave you with this....