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Old 16-06-2015, 09:09
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Flying

If I had magic powers
I'd fly upon the wing
And spend the waking hours
Away from everything.

Above a lonely ocean
I'd smoothly soar and rise
Or plummet in slow motion
Beneath a bridge of sighs.

I’d float over a spire,
Gaze down on distant grass,
Then circle even higher
Where clouds of silence pass.

Allowing flight to show me
What only birds can know,
With all the world below me
My joy would overflow.


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Old 16-06-2015, 09:20
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Start the CPR
Revive this curmudgeonly art
Nice one Aladdin - but I see you're currently inactive If you come back, maybe you can explain what CPR is
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Old 16-06-2015, 09:26
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Be thankful for the good things, the blessings we have,
acknowledge we are small beings on this planet
What a lovely poem Izzy, I like the way you compared us to trees. It must have taken ages to write, as it's quite a lengthy piece. Thanks for sharing this
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Old 16-06-2015, 09:30
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I walk over to the side-table and pick up your picture.
I must agree with Biz, Scottie. A really moving and heartfelt poem and I'm not ashamed to say it brought a tear to my eye

Excellent
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Old 16-06-2015, 09:33
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through the printed word,
books are fast becoming my solace.
Another corker Although the first half is a bit of a downer, the points you make about reading are very uplifting. Books are an escape-route, there's no doubt about it Izzy
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Old 16-06-2015, 09:37
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Is ego your amigo
And your id somewhere hid
Or is your mind hard to find? A nice bit of punning BB - after all, it's hard to avoid Freud
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Old 16-06-2015, 09:40
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I've nearly caught up with all the posts, but I'm too tired to continue

As Arnie once said - 'I'll Be Back' Bye for now poets
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Old 16-06-2015, 11:57
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Burning sun and boredom split
By a whooshing ball of death
Heads ducked to avoid the hit
And sharp intakes of breath

A bird flies up and squawks its ire
As the ball cracks through a tree
A ranging shot of cannon fire
From the Raja’s gunnery

Then still again to spit and sweat
An officer’s eyes askance
Muskets cleaned and bayonets set
For the order to advance

Another ball flies overhead
Then slashes through the corn
A rounded scythe to make us dead
At least it breaks the yawn

Shouts and hollars down the ranks
Make men stretch, cheer and rise
It’s strange that we should all give thanks
Being sent to our demise
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Old 16-06-2015, 17:43
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Or is your mind hard to find? A nice bit of punning BB - after all, it's hard to avoid Freud
If I could find my mind, I'd be more famous than Freud
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Old 16-06-2015, 17:50
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Flying

Allowing flight to show me
What only birds can know,
With all the world below me
My joy would overflow.


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Did you fly in your dreams when a child? I know I did.
My memory of it is as strong as it was at the time. I used to soar down the stairs and out of the front door. The feeling was like being on a roller coaster, which is probably why I have liked them so much .
Lovely poem as always and thanks for reminding me what it was like to fly all those years ago
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Old 16-06-2015, 18:04
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By a whooshing ball of death

Then slashes through the corn
A rounded scythe to make us dead
What brilliant use of metaphor that is . Terrific poem Elyan.
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Old 18-06-2015, 12:30
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Nature's Path


Rambling through
the long grass
as a meadow lays beyond
where a spring fountain may stand
do I find a place of rest?

I do not know
for you have
not found the long grass
though you walk that way
you must feel nature's path
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Old 18-06-2015, 21:21
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Originally Posted by mr. mustard
As Arnie once said - 'I'll Be Back' Bye for now poets
Have a good rest. Have you heard? Arnie was on his bike travelling around London.
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Old 18-06-2015, 21:30
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Originally Posted by IzzyS

they get the pleasure of experiencing the calm,
glorious sunrises and colourful sunsets
Interesting poem IzzyS, the trees also interest me, as they stand, as all goes by. Not many look at the trees but some trees have lovely shapes and with seasons, the shapes change but come back to what they are, so that we can.
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Old 18-06-2015, 21:37
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Originally Posted by scottie2121
And yet you’re timeless
and I love you
and I know that love will last

Lovely words scottie2121.

And you.
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Old 19-06-2015, 21:38
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For Me

I sit with my tea
at a table for me
a teapot unusually
where my feet
don't touch the ground
with a flapjack
that's nice but
crumbly to hold
in a place of
stables of old
where the shades
are quite nice
and modern to see
sums up a nice
relaxing day for me

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Old 19-06-2015, 21:57
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We could have looked at the flowers

Have you taken any good photos?
I'm trying to as she laughs out loud( can't use flash)
Can I take a picture of you?
(I can't believe you said that)
No, I don't like photos
(Trying to make conversation)
(Why didn't you say that?)
(We could have talked about all sorts)
(We could have walked and talked)
(We could have looked at the flowers)
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Old 20-06-2015, 10:59
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What a lovely poem Izzy, I like the way you compared us to trees. It must have taken ages to write, as it's quite a lengthy piece. Thanks for sharing this
Thank you to be honest, I don't really remember how long it took to write it rarely takes me longer than an hour or possibly two at the most to write poems, although on the odd ocassion I may start typing one at night and go to bed, to finish it the next morning but for the most part I do them in one go, even if it takes an hour or so. I don't like to edit them after a set length of time, say a day or so, as I feel that what came to mind at the time of originally writing it, is probably whats meant to be said and if I try and edit and change it much, it may somehow lose some of the (best?) substance the piece contained, if that makes any sense?.

Having said that, I can cringe a bit at some aspects of my previous work. Re-reading that particular poem, I'm critical of the lack of commas - you'd need to take a big breath in before reading through most of it, as it stands, I reckon(!).

Another corker Although the first half is a bit of a downer, the points you make about reading are very uplifting. Books are an escape-route, there's no doubt about it Izzy
Thanks, thats high praise indeed I've been reading quite a lot lately - I'm becoming a real 'bookworm'. I just ordered 6 (new-ish) novels yesterday and I finished reading a book thats 435 pages long, on Thursday. It took me 5 days to read, which is good going considering I used to be put off reading anything longer than about 300 pages in the past.
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Old 20-06-2015, 11:03
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Oh landscape,
how you hide behind,
the curtain of clouds,
enveloping, if but in part,
our visions desire to see,
all that lies ahead,
what is out there,
way up high,
out there, in the great beyond,
the never ending sky?.

Little tinges of colour,
dashes of yellow or orange;
may be seen; here or there,
peeking out from the hidden secrecy
like little misbehaving children, desperate to see
yet still shyly hidden.

Looking up at whats out there,
the colours; patterns in cloud and sky,
dotted around as if the sky is a watercolour,
a painting proudly displayed.

How inspirational I find it,
when I look out and see all that it offers,
its at such times I feel particularly aware,
of the vastness and the beauty thats out there,
look up, there's always hope,
the sun will appear, in the end,
a time of peace, hope and choice,
awaits you, just look above and believe.
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Old 23-06-2015, 09:12
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Lovely poem as always and thanks for reminding me what it was like to fly all those years ago
Ta BB I did fly in a few dreams but not as vividly as you did It's a pity our need to fly has ended up with horrible airports and noisy planes
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Old 23-06-2015, 09:21
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Is ignorance bliss?
For many people it is, Izzy - but not you for sure. You're too thoughtful a person

Treasure can be lost and found
said the pirate to his lady
I really enjoyed this one Sandy It reminded me of folk music and I could picture the pirate and his lady clearly. What a lovely romantic tale

I've been here and there
and then I'll be on my way
I'll Be On My Way was a song that The Beatles gave away
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Old 23-06-2015, 09:28
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Muskets cleaned and bayonets set
For the order to advance
I must agree with BB here - this is a great write Elyan It has a military rhythm and seems to capture the futile aspect of warfare. Superb

Welcome to the thread by the way, if you haven't posted before
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Old 23-06-2015, 09:36
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Nice one Sandy - you can't beat a ramble through the countryside With the help of a friend I've recently discovered some local ancient woodlands. Most people don't even know about them

I sit with my tea
at a table for me
You can't beat a nice cuppa either
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Old 23-06-2015, 09:40
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What brilliant use of metaphor that is . Terrific poem Elyan.
I must agree with BB here - this is a great write Elyan It has a military rhythm and seems to capture the futile aspect of warfare. Superb

Welcome to the thread by the way, if you haven't posted before
Thanks very much to both of you.
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Old 23-06-2015, 09:41
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Having said that, I can cringe a bit at some aspects of my previous work.
I know what you mean Izzy - I cringe at a lot of my early material too Book-wise, I can't concentrate very well at the moment, so I'm re-reading Peter Ackroyd's marvelous biography on William Blake
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