Sunday, 11 March 2012

The Sunday Posts 2012




If I could write words
Like leaves on an autumn forest floor,
What a bonfire my letters would make.

If I could speak words of water,
You would drown when I said
"I love you."

Spike Milligan

Photo - Cold Evening, Loch Rannoch. By Alistair.

8 comments:

Sandy's witterings said...

I have a soft spot for Spike Milligan - there is no secret that the loony that appeared on our screens had another side (often troubled) and reading his normally hilarious war memoirs, you realise that he can be poignant as well as funny.
Loved these words of his - thanks for posting them.

Bovey Belle said...

Morning Al. I never knew that Spike Milligan wrote poetry - let alone touching pieces like this.

Alistair said...

Thanks folks. - I never knew he wrote poetry either until I stumbled on this. I remember seeing a documentary about him some time after he died and it was clear that there was much more to the man than just the TV persona.

It's a poignant wee bit of work.

Twisted Scottish Bastard said...

Love the photo of Loch Rannoch. Almost makes me homesick.

I prefer
Said Hamlet to Ophelia,
I'll draw a sketch of thee,
What kind of pencil shall I use?
2B or not 2B?

dbs said...

Beautiful sensual simple.

Alistair said...

Lovely TSB - that may well find it's way onto the Sunday Posts too.

Thanks too - it was bloomin' cold that day!

dbs - Oh yes!

Elizabeth Rhiannon said...

Ooh, beautiful...and the pic, too. Hope you and the Lovely G are staying warm. Nice to see you again!

Alistair said...

Hullo you, ER, and thanks for coming back. Hope you and yours have been well too.

{Dropped in for a moment on yours the other day but didn't have time to leave a comment.}

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