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Is Poetry a Dead Art? (Part 3)
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mr. mustard
03-12-2011
Originally Posted by Troy Edwards:
“A wonderfully executed ode to a mysterious place.

Nice one Musty.”

Ta Troy Current personal circumstances have stopped me from getting to prehistoric sites, but I'm hoping for a day off to visit Avebury around Christmas time
Troy Edwards
03-12-2011
Originally Posted by mr. mustard:
“The last petunia
©”



Blinding stuff Musty.

A heartfelt lament to a departed visitor with stunning imagery.


mr. mustard
03-12-2011
Originally Posted by Troy Edwards:
“Blinding stuff Musty.

A heartfelt lament to a departed visitor with stunning imagery.”

Thanks again Troy
mr. mustard
04-12-2011
The Rise & Fall of the TV Chef

The recipe for haddock,
Delicious as can be
Was shown by Fanny Craddock
Who fried it to a tee.

Now Delia runs Norwich
And cheers on every goal
But once her perfect porridge
And trifles blessed each bowl.

When Gary Rhodes made dinner
For Sunday it looked fine;
The roast beef was a winner,
The Yorkshire puds divine.

Although Keith Floyd was clued up
His booze supply was big
And if he screwed the food up
He'd have another swig.

To make the cooking grade is
Not easy, there were none
Quite like the Two Fat Ladies,
Eccentric yet such fun.

Here's to the Hairy Bikers
Whose fare for cafe and pub
Suits drinkers and hitchhikers;
The ideal British grub.

But now there's something horrid
About each gourmet show,
Competitive and torrid,
They've hit an all-time low.

While panels judge essentials
And hopefuls lose or win
Without cooking credentials
Celebrities join in.

How odd the programme rule is,
Outrageous food they boast,
Let's grill a camel's goolies
With kangaroo on toast.

See Gordon Ramsay cursing,
A kitchen full of effs;
There's no way of reversing
The fall of TV chefs.


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Biz
04-12-2011
Originally Posted by mr. mustard:
“The Rise & Fall of the TV Chef
.............................................
See Gordon Ramsay cursing,
A kitchen full of effs;
There's no way of reversing
The fall of TV chefs.

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A brilliant potted history of TV chefdom. Gordon Ramsay cured me of watching cookery programmes, though I've seen snips of the Hairy Bikers while otherwise engaged.

Brief glimpses of the supercilious faces of the judges horrifies me. In fact I think the most irritating single thing on TV at the moment is the cruel and unnecessary p..a..u..s..e before the scores, which has stopped me watching lots of programmes. Thank goodness they don't do that on Strictly.
mr. mustard
04-12-2011
Originally Posted by Biz:
“A brilliant potted history of TV chefdom. Gordon Ramsay cured me of watching cookery programmes, though I've seen snips of the Hairy Bikers while otherwise engaged.

Brief glimpses of the supercilious faces of the judges horrifies me. In fact I think the most irritating single thing on TV at the moment is the cruel and unnecessary p..a..u..s..e before the scores, which has stopped me watching lots of programmes. Thank goodness they don't do that on Strictly.”

Oh god, yes Biz - making ten seconds seem like an hour Reality shows and contests have overlapped into far too many areas of TV. I chose to drop a verse about Jamie Oliver as I didn't want the poem to seem too bitter

I'm glad you liked this one Biz and thanks for the 'feedback'
mr. mustard
04-12-2011
The Fountain of Carmullen

Where spirits from the bower seep
Within a forest dark and deep
The Fountain of Carmullen lies
Away from prying modern eyes.

A clearing nature did encase,
A silent unassuming place,
This grove was set aside to be
The fountain's home through history.

Before the harsh machine age dawned
It lingered, stonework unadorned
Save for the lyrics held by runes,
Engravings set to faerie tunes.

Some say how weary knights would halt
To meditate here lost in thought
And while each rested mind and horse
They chose to irrigate the source;

All knew the bowl when filled with rain
Held water that was far from plain,
For those who stared a spell was due
As ripples churned a magic brew.

And then what colours were unrolled,
The finest green and richest gold,
Of writhing crimson flames they learned
Where wizards dreamed and beacons burned.

Refreshed, the knights went on their way,
Still guarded by the trees today
Beyond these grey and sullen lands
The Fountain of Carmullen stands.


©
Biz
04-12-2011
Got to admit to avoiding quiz and contest shows on the whole, but I do watch out for Rick Stein - not for the food and cooking, more for the places he travels to.

EDIT : Gosh! You've posted another. I'll have to come back to that - got to go now.
Biz
04-12-2011
Originally Posted by mr. mustard:
“The Fountain of Carmullen


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Ripping yarn Musty, but not having heard of this Fountain of Carmullen, and in order to further my education, I Googled it. Guess what came up? First item was this thread on Digital Spy.

So is this a story of your own ?
Biz
04-12-2011
Originally Posted by mr. mustard:
“Oh god, yes Biz - making ten seconds seem like an hour
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Aaaargh! I'd forgotten that they do it on the results show of Strictly.
mr. mustard
04-12-2011
Originally Posted by Biz:
“Ripping yarn Musty, but not having heard of this Fountain of Carmullen, and in order to further my education, I Googled it. Guess what came up? First item was this thread on Digital Spy.

So is this a story of your own ?”

Yes, the fountain came from my own imagination Biz - I thought the name had a nice Celtic feel to it
Originally Posted by Biz:
“Aaaargh! I'd forgotten that they do it on the results show of Strictly. ”

There's no escape
Noe Soap
05-12-2011
Originally Posted by mr. mustard:
“The Rise & Fall of the TV Chef
A kitchen full of effs;
There's no way of reversing
The fall of TV chefs.©”

Likes - Graham Kerr The Galloping Gourmet an Aussie and after Philip Harben one of the first I can remember. Here's a youtube link to the bearded chef PH on the US What's My Line prog.
http://youtu.be/SYOIps9mjBE
Other likes: the magnificently honest Keith Floyd, + your delightful poem Musty.

Dislikes - Ainsley Harriott, Gordon Ramsay (an OTT swearer IMO), Gary Rhodes who tries to speak posh which he ain't. I did like the appearance of Mr Ainsley Harriott on Who Do You Think You Are? where he wasn't acting up as he does on his programmes and adverts.

Provocative poem Musty (nice one too) we all have differing opinions of course, not sure about their fall yet. Frank

P.S. I could not agree more with Biz about the now obligatory long pauses before announcing results, another pet hate. Could go on but ... no, enough already.
Troy Edwards
05-12-2011
Originally Posted by mr. mustard:
“The Fountain of Carmullen
©”


A quite wonderful fantasy poem Musty.

Loved the tale and the imagery was exquisite as always.


mr. mustard
05-12-2011
Originally Posted by Noe Soap:
“Other likes: the magnificently honest Keith Floyd, + your delightful poem Musty.”

Thanks Frank You're right about differing views - but whether you preferred one chef then to another, they all operated in the era before X Factor-style contests infected cookery shows. I used to really like the Galloping Gourmet too
Originally Posted by Troy Edwards:
“A quite wonderful fantasy poem Musty.

Loved the tale and the imagery was exquisite as always.”

Cheers Troy Every so often a fantasy ode has to come out
mr. mustard
06-12-2011
Mutineer's memoir

I


From a dock
In Blighty we set sail,
The start of our long trail.

For breadfruit
To feed the Empire's slaves
We crossed unending waves.

Mariners
The navy train to toil
Don't cower or recoil.

Yet I felt
With my crew quite a share
Of tension in the air.

Then at last
Our distant goal was due:
Tahiti came in view.

And that place
Seemed innocent and free,
A heaven by the sea.

Paradise
Grows love and there's no cure,
Tahitian beauties lure.

Five whole months
We stayed and yet the plan
Was ruined by one man.

Captain Bligh,
Dejected in the sun,
Objected to our fun.

Cold and smug
He and his cronies logged
Who shirked and who was flogged.

When you watch
The cat-o'-nine-tails sear
It moulds a mutineer.

As we left
Tahiti with our stow
Morale was truly low.

II

Leaving meant
We knew we had to try
Our hand and topple Bligh.

Time crawled yet
The moment when we pounced
Came swift and unannounced.

Mutiny!
When Fletcher Christian rose
The captain's features froze.

Bligh and friends
Had no more whips to lift;
We cast their launch adrift.

Back at base
Tahitian girls and men
We took on board right then.

Certain that
If caught all would be tried,
We sailed away to hide.

I sent prayers
To kith and kin, they said
'From this day England's dead.'

Oceans blue
Shine bright when you've resigned
And left the world behind.

Waiting for
A sailor's greatest joy,
The cry of 'Land ahoy!'

Then we found
The island of our dreams,
Sand sparkles and redeems.

Anchored with
Joy at the final trip
We chose to burn the ship.

Soon the mast
And rigging were ablaze,
You couldn't help but gaze.

I saw flames
Engulf the Bounty's deck,
A charred and sinking wreck.

Just we few,
Mixed castaways indeed
Who hoped to live and breed.

But bad luck
And chaos stole the smile
From our idyllic isle.

And although
No peace there was allowed,
Of mutiny I'm proud.


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Biz
06-12-2011
Originally Posted by mr. mustard:
“Mutineer's memoir


©”

An excellent one for the history lesson Musty. Easy to read and leaves them wanting to find out more.
mr. mustard
06-12-2011
Originally Posted by Biz:
“An excellent one for the history lesson Musty. Easy to read and leaves them wanting to find out more. ”

Ta Biz - I must try to get hold of a book on the Mutiny, surely one of British history's most fascinating events
mr. mustard
06-12-2011
The Tin Man's lament

My friend gave me a token
Then flew off in the air
Forever leaving broken
A heart that wasn't there.

While bad witches need slaying,
No good spell comforts me
For feelings keep relaying
How I miss Dorothy.

The straw man and the lion
Thought steel resolve would win,
My outlook though lacks iron,
I'm simply made of tin.

I watch the Oz terrain glow,
Through loneliness I plough,
I'm here over the rainbow
Yet old and creaking now.

The yellow brick road we walked
Looks lonely and I'm blue,
It's many years since we talked,
How are Toto and you?

Dear Dorothy so gentle,
To leave was not unjust
But tears are sentimental
And mine have turned to rust.


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DubDub
06-12-2011
as i walked out the house one day
my head fell off and rolled away
when i noticed it was gone
i picked it up and put it on.
As i walked further down the street
someone shouted
look at your feet!
i looked at them and sadly said
i've left them both asleep in bed

mr. mustard
06-12-2011
Originally Posted by DubDub:
“as i walked out the house one day
my head fell off and rolled away”

Love it
archiver
07-12-2011
Really enjoyed The Tin Man's lament Musty. So sad, but no doubt they are together in their dreams.


Hope.

The young are among us all lively and quick.
Big choices like Facebook or Twitter to pick
and in place of for Christmas a new pair of socks
is a new three sixty PSX box.

Their future is coming. I hear the sobs.
When all they really wanted was jobs,
instead they get left overs of our greed
and rhymes on how our hearts bleed.

What ever they make the Chinese make cheaper.
Prices and taxes grow steeper and steeper,
then suddenly all back to manual toil.
The engines stop. Run out of oil.

From incredible growth to massive decline.
All in one short life time.
And when they're as old as I'm feeling right now,
will they look back and see - just how
it could have been a different photo
if we hadn't scrapped Kyoto?

So; sorry then, about the planet.
We sure was a greedy gannet.
But all isn't lost at all, maybe
there's life on Kepler 22-b.
mr. mustard
07-12-2011
Originally Posted by archiver:
“Really enjoyed The Tin Man's lament Musty. So sad, but no doubt they are together in their dreams.

The young are among us all lively and quick.
Big choices like Facebook or Twitter to pick
and in place of for Christmas a new pair of socks
is a new three sixty PSX box.”

Thanks Archiver I aimed for a very sad feel. I sat mesmerized in the cinema as a child when I first saw The Wizard Of Oz and the Tin Man's dilemma made me cry a lot

I really like Hope, a damning look at the extremely material Christmas times we now have. I heard about our 'twin' planet - lucky for them they're so far away from us
Troy Edwards
07-12-2011
Originally Posted by mr. mustard:
“The Tin Man's lament
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Brilliant stuff as always Musty.

I too have a real soft spot for the Wizard of Oz and recently downloaded most of the other 'Oz' books for my KIndle (Yeh, I know ).

Anyway, regrettably I won't be posting as often, as I intend taking time away from the internet and these forums.

I've realised that I spend far too much time on the net when I could be reading aforementioned books or doing other things.

I'll try and pop in occasionally though and do let me know via PM if your book project comes to fruition.

Happy writing!

mr. mustard
07-12-2011
Originally Posted by Troy Edwards:
“Brilliant stuff as always Musty.

Anyway, regrettably I won't be posting as often, as I intend taking time away from the internet and these forums.

I've realised that I spend far too much time on the net when I could be reading aforementioned books or doing other things.”

Thanks Troy

I'm so sorry to hear you won't be around as much - but I fully understand your reasons. I mainly visit DS very early or late at night now; I made the same decision to drastically reduce forum/internet time some years back.

Your contribution to this thread has helped it enormously ( and I don't like to see Biz burdened with all the feedback ). Please stay in touch mate and I'll be sure to contact you next year if there's a book breakthrough
Biz
07-12-2011
Oh! So sad! Another one bites the dust. What did they do to him in that space ship? Are aliens afraid of poetry?

The trouble is we all run out of words sooner or later, which is why I don't attempt literary criticism and just comment on the subject matter. I still miss Sixities Chick.
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