Poetry Monday - 72 - Wuthering Heights

More lyrics for Poetry Monday. I'm really enjoying this - hope you do, too.

Since it's Halloween this week, I figured a shivery tale would be just the thing. What could be better than Catherine Earnshaw haunting her tormented lover, Heathcliff?

Wuthering Heights is one of my favorite stories/films/songs. I own several editions of the 1847 novel by Emily Bronte. The 1939 film with Laurence Olivier is one of my favorite films of all time, and this 1978 song by Kate Bush has been a favorite of mine for 30 years.

So for Halloween, enjoy this song written from the ghostly Cathy's point of view as she calls to Heathcliff from across the moors.


Wuthering Heights


Out on the winding, windy moors
We'd roll and fall in green
You had a temper like my jealousy:
Too hot, too greedy
How could you leave me
When I needed to possess you?
I hated you. I loved you, too

Bad dreams in the night
You told me I was going to lose the fight
Leave behind my wuthering, wuthering
Wuthering heights

Heathcliff, it's me - your Cathy
I've come home. I'm so cold
Let me in your window

Ooo, it gets dark! It gets lonely
On the other side from you
I pine a lot. I find the lot
Falls through without you
I'm coming back, love
Cruel Heathcliff, my one dream
My only master

Too long I roamed in the night
I'm coming back to his side, to put it right
I'm coming home to wuthering, wuthering
Wuthering heights

Heathcliff
It's me, your Cathy - I've come home
I'm so cold
Let me in your window

Ooo! Let me have it
Let me grab your soul away
Ooo! let me have it
Let me grab your soul away
You know it's me - Cathy

- Kate Bush, 1976