Nov 14, 2007 20:32
Ah! I love stormy nights! The wind is blowing, lightening is flashing, and I have a hammock and a blanket, a cup of tea and poetry. Can't think of a better way to de-stress.
Wild nights! Wild nights!
Were I with thee,
Wild nights should be
Our luxury!
Futile the winds
To a heart in port,
Done with the compass,
Done with the chart.
Rowing in Eden!
Ah! the sea!
Might I but moor
To-night in thee!
storm,
emily dickinson,
hammock,
making happiness,
weather,
porch,
poetry