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The Waterfall
The path I walked was serpentine Where I first heard that sonnet Read out by nature's voice divine, Then soon I came upon it; A waterfall with waves like milk Foamed white and undefended, Its water seemed as rich as silk, How lovely it descended. Surrounded by deep forest sheen Its secret home was hooded, An overlooked and pleasant scene In regions thickly wooded. Tides fell in colonnades onto A stream where they collected The brightest stars of silver-blue, Like diamonds all connected. My mind recalls the waterfall, What harmony was seen there, I felt as if I'd heard the call Of god within his green lair. © |
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What a bummer in the summer Sandy - a good poem though
![]() ![]() Spotted some blooms over the wall at Kew Gardens this morning.
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Time Traveller's Lament.
I was here just now. Now nowhere to be seen. very good, Archiver
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Spotted some blooms over the wall at Kew Gardens this morning.
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I haven't been to Kew Gardens for years Sandy - I seem to remember statues of mythic creatures like griffins there.
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Dancing the Beltane
Far from the urban hell-train Where bluebells multiply The faeries dance the Beltane, They boogie, leap and fly. Small cottages have lush rooms But inside they can’t stay When at the magic mushrooms The Beltane Sun Band play. Each twirl is such a highlight, They synchronise or go Their own bright way at twilight And set the dusk aglow. A barn owl watches puzzled, A sleeping toad awakes, If forest mead is guzzled The faeries make mistakes. They won’t sleep until morning, With May the first begun It stops without a warning, The Beltane dance is done. © |
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I've visited Kew Gardens a long while ago. The greenhouse was very warm but quite pretty with all the lilypads in the pond. I didn't notice any griffins
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The Pagoda
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I finished the last poem of the Avebury suite yesterday, but immediately got an idea for another one
Either way most of the work's done. Now comes the easy part, typing them all into a computer file from my notebook. A lot of fine-tuning's still needed but it feels good to be near completion
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Yeah, a big Japanese-looking job it is
Where's Biz? ![]()
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I finished the last poem of the Avebury suite yesterday, but immediately got an idea for another one
Either way most of the work's done. Now comes the easy part, typing them all into a computer file from my notebook. A lot of fine-tuning's still needed but it feels good to be near completion ![]()
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I haven't seen Biz, where is Biz?
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I hope she's ok Sandy - it's not like Biz to be away so long
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I've been having a dusty time today, dusting and and tidying, moving stuff about, etc
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I've been having a dusty time today, dusting and and tidying, moving stuff about, etc
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Same here - dusting and polishing. Ain't life thrilling
![]() ![]() I'm expecting a delivery of an Ottoman and then I can tidy the stuff away.
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I'm expecting a delivery of an Ottoman and then I can tidy the stuff away.
![]() My brother's visiting me in a while and he's staying over, so I probably won't post any material till tomorrow. Enjoy your Ottoman Sandy, bye for now
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I hope it goes well Sandy
My brother's visiting me in a while and he's staying over, so I probably won't post any material till tomorrow. Enjoy your Ottoman Sandy, bye for now ![]() ![]() Thanks, I will have to put it all together, hope nothing will be missing.
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Maybe you both could go down the pub and have a pub lunch
![]() Just popped back for a sec. This page is a bit thin on poetry, but that's inevitable now and then with so few writers. It always picks up again Right, I really am off now
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A pub supper's on the agenda followed by probable sozzle-ation Sandy
Just popped back for a sec. This page is a bit thin on poetry, but that's inevitable now and then with so few writers. It always picks up again Right, I really am off now ![]()
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My Tears
Look, through the kaleidoscope as the shapes and colours collide round and round there as it falls like the sea as along with the tide reflection of sparkles and wonderous of light held near when and with what as she sighed pretty how intense a sparkling hue so light as my tears of then as she cried. |
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Future Rider.
In tomorrowmorrow land; everything will be grand and exactly half price. Everyone will be nice. All the bad eliminated. All the sad rejuvenated. Nothing but the very best and as high as Everest. Replicating machines build the finest limousines. Then drive us to our dreams of when we were has beens. Like roller coaster clowns we survive the ups and downs casting pitfalls in our stride. In future - we ride. (Inspired by the What Will Happen In The Future? thread. )
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Continued here: Is Poetry a Dead Art? (Part 4)
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My brother's visiting me in a while and he's staying over, so I probably won't post any material till tomorrow. Enjoy your Ottoman Sandy, bye for now 

