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Old 10-07-2015, 21:13
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Originally Posted by IzzyS
Jolly - there's a word we don't hear enough of these days
Jolly jollying jollyous
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Old 10-07-2015, 22:31
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Another You

You make me laugh you do
with all those funny jokes anew
as we stand and chat when phew
off again we step forthright to
another dance another time another you
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Old 13-07-2015, 09:09
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Wow, there's a fair bit to catch up on again I'll attempt that after posting an oldie of mine
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Old 13-07-2015, 09:16
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Love

Come love, reveal your world, show me your dreams
Where the lost boy finds the gates
Of a Gothic castle lit by pale moonbeams
And a maiden, patient, waits.

On entering, what joy to discover
Bright sapphire and other jewels there;
Amethyst and diamonds to remove care
In rooms luxurious and fair.

I would walk them, love, absorbing treasure
Unimagined by kings;
Walls hung with paintings that speak
Of landscapes forgotten and unique,
Sirens casting sea-spells
On beaches laced with seashells.

Then love, lead me to the chamber where she lies bared
And has lived through the lonely hours;
An oak-panelled room with satin sheets prepared
And the night ahead, ours.


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Old 13-07-2015, 09:30
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What an amazing photograph Izzy The sky's brilliant and the smoking chimney adds a bit of focus

As for classics in the library, I'm not sure about here - I only come in to use the computer. I also like to delve into the classics now and then; in the last few years I've read Frankenstein, Dracula and Oliver Twist. I recently bought Great Expectations, but I can't start it until work on the book's finished (hopefully in September). To Kill A Mockingbird is superb, one of the rare occasions when a great book is matched by a great film version in my opinion. Unlike you I'm a slow reader, the fastest book I've ever read was The Da Vinci Code which took five days, as it was unputdownable

I cry at poems
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Old 13-07-2015, 09:36
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I tried to catch a thought today
Then put it in a casket
What a clever poem! I know exactly what you mean BB, so many thoughts come and go. This was really well thought-out and written; I thoroughly enjoyed it
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Old 13-07-2015, 09:42
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Now that did bring a tear to my eye BB The girl working on the desk probably thinks I'm mad How strange that I posted Love, unaware you'd posted this. The thread's had many strange coincidences, ever since it began.

A truly beautiful poem and a deeply tender contemplation on age BB
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Old 13-07-2015, 09:46
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Can you talk with angels resting
Slide on rainbows, waves at cresting
Those are great poems, belly button.
You're so right Sandy Sweet Dreams (quoted above) is gorgeous, like a lullaby. Thanks so much for sending these in BB, you're on a roll
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Old 13-07-2015, 09:50
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You make me laugh you do
with all those funny jokes anew
Love it Sandy Do you know what, I never thought of putting 'phew' in a poem. I generally go with view and due - I might nick that one

Till next time my friends

(we're heading for 100,000 views again )
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Old 13-07-2015, 18:03
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What an amazing photograph Izzy The sky's brilliant and the smoking chimney adds a bit of focus

As for classics in the library, I'm not sure about here - I only come in to use the computer. I also like to delve into the classics now and then; in the last few years I've read Frankenstein, Dracula and Oliver Twist. I recently bought Great Expectations, but I can't start it until work on the book's finished (hopefully in September). To Kill A Mockingbird is superb, one of the rare occasions when a great book is matched by a great film version in my opinion. Unlike you I'm a slow reader, the fastest book I've ever read was The Da Vinci Code which took five days, as it was unputdownable

I cry at poems
Thanks ☺to be fair, I can be a slow reader at times. I struggled to read long books when I was younger. If im on holiday and really determined/engrossed, I can probably read a 250-300 page book in couple of days but I suppose it depends on how complicated the story is. I'm reading 'Our Souls At Night' by Kent Haruf at the moment.

I saw the 'Da Vinci Code' film years ago but I didn't read the book. I imagine that was a complicated book to read - all the plot details, conspiracy theories etc.
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Old 13-07-2015, 18:06
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Jolly jollying jollyous
😆 joyful jollying - what could be better?!.
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Old 13-07-2015, 22:33
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Those are great poems, belly button.
Thanks sandy
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Old 13-07-2015, 22:48
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You're so right Sandy Sweet Dreams (quoted above) is gorgeous, like a lullaby. Thanks so much for sending these in BB, you're on a roll
Thanks a lot for your kind words .
Not really on a roll , I was just on holiday from work for a week so had a bit of time I never show family or friends any of the poems I write , so it's very encouraging when people on this thread give lovely comments.
Your 'Love' poem is wonderful, you spur me on and inspire me to keep trying .

Yes, see you next time you're at the library
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Old 15-07-2015, 09:47
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I saw the 'Da Vinci Code' film years ago but I didn't read the book. I imagine that was a complicated book to read - all the plot details, conspiracy theories etc.
It wasn't too bad actually - I followed it fairly easily. The book didn't translate too well into film, I thought it was a better read

Your 'Love' poem is wonderful, you spur me on and inspire me to keep trying .
Thanks BB I'm in the library now I think you should show people your work, I'm sure they'd love it
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Old 15-07-2015, 10:04
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An English Autumn Sunday

Went it well, the Sunday time,
Are you feeling jaded?
Are you glad
Or rather sad
Now summertime has faded?

Stately homes with bolted gates
Enhance the desolation,
The ticks and tocks
Of Georgian clocks
Resound in isolation.

Rusty weather-vanes that spin
And colder days to tackle,
A frosty spell
Directs the smell
Of bonfires as they crackle.

Went it well, the Sunday time?
To Autumn I'm beholden;
On Sunday she
Presented me
A canvas red and golden.


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Old 15-07-2015, 11:05
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Her name spoken
Sometimes clear
Sometimes whispered
As if she were still near

Her name spoken
At thoughts that pain
As mourning comes
To start the day again
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Old 16-07-2015, 22:56
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Originally Posted by mr. mustard
I cry at poems
Hugs, Musty.
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Old 16-07-2015, 23:05
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Originally Posted by mr. mustard
Love

I would walk them, love, absorbing treasure
Unimagined by kings;

Lovely, Musty.

Treasure of the past has become something but without love and care, the treasure is no longer there unless found again.
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Old 18-07-2015, 21:14
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Walking With The Flowers

I stand amongst the flowers
with scent so sweet around
their vibrant colours brighten
as the treasure to be found
walking with the flowers
on stems so tall and sound
give rise to all in solitude
as with you I am so proud
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Old 18-07-2015, 21:21
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Originally Posted by mr. mustard;
An English Autumn Sunday

Went it well, the Sunday time,
Are you feeling jaded?
Are you glad
Or rather sad
Now summertime has faded?

Stately homes with bolted gates
Enhance the desolation,
The ticks and tocks
Of Georgian clocks
Resound in isolation.

Rusty weather-vanes that spin
And colder days to tackle,
A frosty spell
Directs the smell
Of bonfires as they crackle.

Went it well, the Sunday time?
To Autumn I'm beholden;
On Sunday she
Presented me
A canvas red and golden.


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Lovely, Musty.Autumn will come soon by the looks of those trees

I do like to visit a stately home sometimes. Lovely to visit the past while walking in the present. and those lovely paintings still placed there after all those years.
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Old 19-07-2015, 12:19
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The heat of the sun,
the cool of the rain,
the extremes are clearly obvious -
beauty can be found, in the intracacies
of either.

Upon a bright and sunny day,
warmth travels quickly,
from afar.

Peering eagerly out an available window
a dazzling river of light proudly appears,
wildlife seek the shelter of a shaded corner.

Swarms of flies circle outside,
off-putting but all too true,
the warmth can appeal
to more than just me and you.

Look above, at the cotton bud clouds,
within the jet-blue sky, some miles away,
slowly but surely,
crowds gather at beaches,
as many rush to experience
this perhaps far too fleeting phenomena,
that is a hot and sunny day.

As implied, this never lasts long;
as rain drops inevitably fall,
warmth cools away -
dash, dash, dash,
seek cover!.

Parasols recycled into umbrellas, protect from the onslaught,
as water threatens to seep through our clothng,
grab and flood us all.

Look above, the sky is changing,
greys join the white clouds,
yet look closer around you and you'll see,
not all is lost, beauty remains.

Spiders webs highlighted,
warmth evaporates and a calming breeze comes forth,
somehow re-assuring us
there's hope and indeed an element of beauty here,
even if at first it appears a bleak scenario.

Vegetation - plants and flowers all become rejuvenated,
their thirst gratefully quenched,
its hard not to feel thankful,
to the weather change.

I don't want to be heats slave,
I enjoy witnessing the beauty
in all weather patterns,
so here I'll stay,
experiencing the ever changing weather patterns,
which occur day-to-day
here in the UK.

I wrote that while I was on holiday - I'm back home now, so thought I'd share it
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Old 21-07-2015, 00:56
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Schrödinger's Cat Scan

The nurse said I've heard there's a rumour
You excel at the writing of humour
But the results of the scan
Mean I'm no laughing man
And that's thanks to my melon sized tumour


I had a CT scan today. The nurse asked me to fill out a patient survey.
I gave them top marks, adding they were fast, efficient and friendly.
She said I should write a poem.
There you go.
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Old 21-07-2015, 09:40
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And that's thanks to my melon sized tumour
Nice one Meno
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Old 21-07-2015, 09:42
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Sometimes whispered
As if she were still near
What a sad and beautiful poem Elyan
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Old 21-07-2015, 09:44
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Ta Sandy
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