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Is Poetry a Dead Art? (Part 4)
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sandydune
02-09-2015
Originally Posted by mr. mustard:
“I like this - it reminds me of meditation, something I want to get back into soon ”

Thanks, every little helps.
sandydune
02-09-2015
Originally Posted by mr. mustard:
“I can only add the words of Jim Morrisson: people are strange ”

Stranger than fiction
mr. mustard
04-09-2015
Hadrian's Wall

A piece of Rome left behind
With no purpose in the heavy stillness

The grass waits,
As do the hills,
Unlike the grey Colosseum of sky
Above the barrier

A reckless act by Claudius
Led in time to Hadrian's caution;
Splitting England and Scotland
With brutal efficiency

Now, centuries on
No Pax Romana lingers here

The grass waits,
As do the hills
And the wall guards its memory

Ever warlike in the bitter northern winds


©
mr. mustard
04-09-2015
Originally Posted by belly button:
“hoping to get a bit of inspiration from Homer .... Simpson that is ”

Who else BB?
mr. mustard
04-09-2015
Originally Posted by IzzyS:
“what is that other saying? 'there's nowt queer as folk' ”

Many a muckle makes a mickle too

Originally Posted by IzzyS:
“Phew, thats a long 'un! has a nice rhythm to it though, very good, though obviously sad as well.”

Ta Izzy The poem was inspired by the film The Heart Is A Lonely Hunter - that's sad too

Originally Posted by sandydune:
“Not recently”

Poems can come from anywhere, it's one of the things I like about them

Originally Posted by sandydune:
“Stranger than fiction”

Yep
sandydune
04-09-2015
Originally Posted by mr. mustard:
“Hadrian's Wall

A piece of Rome left behind
With no purpose in the heavy stillness

The grass waits,
As do the hills,
Unlike the grey Colosseum of sky
Above the barrier

A reckless act by Claudius
Led in time to Hadrian's caution;
Splitting England and Scotland
With brutal efficiency

Now, centuries on
No Pax Romana lingers here

The grass waits,
As do the hills
And the wall guards its memory

Ever warlike in the bitter northern winds


©”

Must have taken a lot of people to build that wall.
sandydune
04-09-2015
Originally Posted by mr. mustard:
“Poems can come from anywhere”

They certainly can
sandydune
04-09-2015
Few Renew

Chatter chatter on the bus
competing what a fuss
as the silent few renew
then do carefully as you do
making sure you politely say
oh that's another day
sandydune
04-09-2015
There But A Rose

There but a rose from a garden far
over the hill so like a distant star
the colours that bloom and sit so still
with pride nextdoor to a daffodill
Jim Nash
04-09-2015
Does anyone learn poems?

I used to a bit, restarted recently. "If" and Gray's Elegy in the bag. Currently working on Wilde's Ballade Of Reading Gaol, which will probably take a good year and drive me to insanity.
sandydune
04-09-2015
Originally Posted by Jim Nash:
“Does anyone learn poems?
”

Are poems learnt or something that comes naturally?

I tend to be natural with poetry, sometimes poetry just goes with the tide, so the words come and then as sand washes the words away, just like they were never there, unless you were there by the sand.
Jim Nash
05-09-2015
Originally Posted by sandydune:
“Are poems learnt or something that comes naturally?

I tend to be natural with poetry, sometimes poetry just goes with the tide, so the words come and then as sand washes the words away, just like they were never there, unless you were there by the sand.”


By "learn" I meant "memorise".
sandydune
05-09-2015
Originally Posted by Jim Nash:
“By "learn" I meant "memorise".”

How do you remember the lines of poetry? To listen to poetry recited can be quite something, especially if said in a way of expression. Also poetry on the move can be something quite unusual.
Jim Nash
05-09-2015
Originally Posted by sandydune:
“How do you remember the lines of poetry? To listen to poetry recited can be quite something, especially if said in a way of expression. Also poetry on the move can be something quite unusual.”


The same way you memorise anything. I know the government has an initiative going along these lines for schoolchildren. I've recently put a couple under my belt, currently working on a half hour monster.
sandydune
05-09-2015
Originally Posted by Jim Nash:
“The same way you memorise anything. I know the government has an initiative going along these lines for schoolchildren. I've recently put a couple under my belt, currently working on a half hour monster.”

A poem lasting for 30 minutes
sandydune
05-09-2015
Just As Gently


Hey yonder is a ship
floating and aware
as on those roughly seas
be you nearly there
hold on tight to the edge
as we ebb and flow
but then just as gently
here's the time to go
sandydune
05-09-2015
Can They Yet Not See

There they were awaiting
as obvious then to see
for them some form of observance
for me a way to sometimes glee
though their words come with hurt
can they yet not see
the words they say eventually
come back to thee
Jim Nash
06-09-2015
Originally Posted by sandydune:
“A poem lasting for 30 minutes”


http://www.poets.org/poetsorg/poem/ballad-reading-gaol

No, it's not exactly a laugh a minute.
sandydune
06-09-2015
Have you thought about where you're gonna recite the poem?
Jim Nash
06-09-2015
From my grave, at the current rate.

Or on YouTube.
hackjo
06-09-2015
I'd love to write some poetry but it makes no sense to me
So instead of rhyming couplets then, I'll make myself some tea.
mr. mustard
07-09-2015
Originally Posted by Jim Nash:
“Does anyone learn poems?”

I find it very hard to remember them In fact, it's such hard work for me, it tends to take away the enjoyment of the poem. The Ballad of Reading Gaol is an absolute epic - I'd salute anyone who could recite it
mr. mustard
07-09-2015
Originally Posted by hackjo:
“I'd love to write some poetry but it makes no sense to me
So instead of rhyming couplets then, I'll make myself some tea.”

mr. mustard
07-09-2015
Originally Posted by sandydune:
“the colours that bloom and sit so still
with pride nextdoor to a daffodil”

What a lovely poem Sandy A few of my flowers are starting to wither now

There's a lot of chatter on buses
mr. mustard
07-09-2015
Originally Posted by sandydune:
“Hey yonder is a ship
floating and aware”

Great lines these

Originally Posted by sandydune:
“the words they say eventually
come back to thee”

I believe in karma too Sandy
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