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Old 13-12-2016, 09:18
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Til the bucket of lard
Let rip with an enormous fart


This is a lovely thread keep it going folks.
Cheers Keyser

Some of them seem hastily chucked together, because they are. I am the first to admit they are a bit .......... ropey
I can't seem to concentrate on writing new stuff - I think it's the final preparations for the book hanging over me.
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Old 13-12-2016, 09:41
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Cheers Keyser


I can't seem to concentrate on writing new stuff - I think it's the final preparations for the book hanging over me.

I'm sure I speak for all of the contributors to this thread when I say ......

YOU GO MUSTY *whoops and punches air*

I am SO excited about getting my mitts on the first editions
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Old 19-12-2016, 13:37
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Oh My Goodness


Yikes, Oer, Lordy Lordy!
Where's everyone gone?
Crikey, Blimey, Saints Alive!
Am I the only one on?

Cripes, Gosh, Blow me down!
Much as I like my stuff
It's not what I want to read
I know it well enough!

Oh my goodness, Mercy me.
I know now is a busy time,
But bloomin' 'eck, giz a break,
SOMEONE post a rhyme!




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Old 20-12-2016, 08:57
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Ditto


Ditto to that which I wrote yesterday
on this very thread.
I refuse to fuel the rumour
that poetry is dead.
I am quite prepared
to come here every day
and prop it up till someone else
comes along to have a say.

Brace yourselves my friends.
You know that sometimes my stuff
tends to be quite execrable,
but as long as it's enough
to keep the life blood flowing
through the thread I just adore,
then I'm going to keep on showing up
until you all shout " PLEASE! NO MORE!"


Don't think I won't
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Old 20-12-2016, 09:17
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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 that glint softly
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 20-12-2016, 09:18
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SOMEONE post a rhyme!
I just did
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Old 20-12-2016, 11:18
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Yes ...... YES you did

And I don't think I've ever seen a finer re-entry

Welcome back
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Old 21-12-2016, 09:02
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A New Home for Christmas

I wonder where I’m going?
It’s unsettling not knowing,
These people came and put me in their car,
And now we’re driving off. I hope it’s not too far.

I’m sitting in the back and looking out.
There’s lots of cars and people all about,
The buildings all have lovely flashing lights,
And now it’s getting dark. It’s nearly night!

Hang on! I think we’ve stopped.
A house with lots of snow upon the top.
And a little boy stands watching at the door,
I wonder who he’s waiting for?

We’ve gone inside!
The little boy, with eyes now open wide,
Is squealing and jumping higher!
And led me to a cushion by the fire.

I’ll sit here and wait.
It’s nice and warm, and really rather great!
These people have style!
It would be nice to stay a little while.
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Old 21-12-2016, 14:38
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A New Home for Christmas

I wonder where I’m going?
It’s unsettling not knowing,
These people came and put me in their car,
And now we’re driving off. I hope it’s not too far.

I’m sitting in the back and looking out.
There’s lots of cars and people all about,
The buildings all have lovely flashing lights,
And now it’s getting dark. It’s nearly night!

Hang on! I think we’ve stopped.
A house with lots of snow upon the top.
And a little boy stands watching at the door,
I wonder who he’s waiting for?

We’ve gone inside!
The little boy, with eyes now open wide,
Is squealing and jumping higher!
And led me to a cushion by the fire.

I’ll sit here and wait.
It’s nice and warm, and really rather great!
These people have style!
It would be nice to stay a little while.


That's SO sweet
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Old 22-12-2016, 09:31
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A New Home for Christmas

These people have style!
It would be nice to stay a little while.
Nice one Elyan - sadly, many puppies aren't cared for properly at Xmas
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Old 22-12-2016, 09:32
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Ta Ruth
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Old 22-12-2016, 23:10
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Winters Life

When the light of the star is all clouded and the wind bites cold at the air
See the snow fall bitter around us, bright glass descends everywhere
Small mice burrow deep in their hollows and huddle together for warm
They know mid winter’s for hiding and snuggling close against storm

The hedgehogs stir in their shelters, though still sleeping they do not awake
For hogletts do never see snowfall, they slumber through cold winter break
You won’t see them playing at snowballs or sliding on prickly sleighs
As curled in a nest they stay snoring , until springtime shall lengthen the days

Yet the Robin is hopping all glory, red breasted proud against ice
No need does it have for the burrows , nor hiding away like the mice.
Full winter scene is its playground , a symbol that things will renew
A joy for those that behold it, a constant as seasons flow through

Like the creatures we gather together with hope to keep from the freeze
As them we hide in our hollows from a winter which makes us all sneeze
But lets try to be like the Robin, with glee we could hop in the snow
Rather than be as the hedgehogs, life slept when cold winds a blow


Merry Christmas one and all ! My very best wishes to you x
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Old 23-12-2016, 00:06
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Winters Life

When the light of the star is all clouded and the wind bites cold at the air
See the snow fall bitter around us, bright glass descends everywhere
Small mice burrow deep in their hollows and huddle together for warm
They know mid winter’s for hiding and snuggling close against storm

The hedgehogs stir in their shelters, though still sleeping they do not awake
For hogletts do never see snowfall, they slumber through cold winter break
You won’t see them playing at snowballs or sliding on prickly sleighs
As curled in a nest they stay snoring , until springtime shall lengthen the days

Yet the Robin is hopping all glory, red breasted proud against ice
No need does it have for the burrows , nor hiding away like the mice.
Full winter scene is its playground , a symbol that things will renew
A joy for those that behold it, a constant as seasons flow through

Like the creatures we gather together with hope to keep from the freeze
As them we hide in our hollows from a winter which makes us all sneeze
But lets try to be like the Robin, with glee we could hop in the snow
Rather than be as the hedgehogs, life slept when cold winds a blow


Merry Christmas one and all ! My very best wishes to you x
A beautiful poem.

The same to you!
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Old 24-12-2016, 14:19
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Father and Son

I kiss his head, and say goodnight
This boy who I adore
Then quietly dim the bedroom light
And gently close the door

I think of when I was a child
On distant Christmas times
An innocence and so beguiled
When it was this bedtime

I step outside and see the stars
That light the quiet skies
To darkness they bring light and are
A treasure for my eyes

The wonder of this winter night
That makes a child believe
That Santa comes in magic flight
With toys on Christmas Eve
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Old 26-12-2016, 14:05
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Scoffing

How does it happen that on Christmas day
we eat wads for dinner AND tea ?
I don't recall the tale of Christ's birth
referring to gluttony!
Surely we haven't lost the essence
of what Christmas really means?
I also wonder, does cold turkey
go well with baked beans?

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Old 27-12-2016, 13:38
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Father and Son

I kiss his head, and say goodnight
This boy who I adore
Then quietly dim the bedroom light
And gently close the door

I think of when I was a child
On distant Christmas times
An innocence and so beguiled
When it was this bedtime

I step outside and see the stars
That light the quiet skies
To darkness they bring light and are
A treasure for my eyes

The wonder of this winter night
That makes a child believe
That Santa comes in magic flight
With toys on Christmas Eve


Lovely
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Old 27-12-2016, 13:39
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Winters Life

When the light of the star is all clouded and the wind bites cold at the air
See the snow fall bitter around us, bright glass descends everywhere
Small mice burrow deep in their hollows and huddle together for warm
They know mid winter’s for hiding and snuggling close against storm

The hedgehogs stir in their shelters, though still sleeping they do not awake
For hogletts do never see snowfall, they slumber through cold winter break
You won’t see them playing at snowballs or sliding on prickly sleighs
As curled in a nest they stay snoring , until springtime shall lengthen the days

Yet the Robin is hopping all glory, red breasted proud against ice
No need does it have for the burrows , nor hiding away like the mice.
Full winter scene is its playground , a symbol that things will renew
A joy for those that behold it, a constant as seasons flow through

Like the creatures we gather together with hope to keep from the freeze
As them we hide in our hollows from a winter which makes us all sneeze
But lets try to be like the Robin, with glee we could hop in the snow
Rather than be as the hedgehogs, life slept when cold winds a blow


Merry Christmas one and all ! My very best wishes to you x

Loving these wintery scenes
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Old 02-01-2017, 15:50
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The Monastery

Lost my faith in God I’ve not
For He alone has kept me sane
No reasoning to find for what
First led me to this house of pain

A thousand years or more has passed
Or so it feels to this pained mind
But still it’s ovens cannot cast
Nor will its tireless pestles grind

For strength I find with each new day
In faith, alone here in my room
God give me strength is all I pray
To leave this solitary gloom
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Old 02-01-2017, 22:04
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A beautiful poem.

The same to you!
Loving these wintery scenes
Thanks both ! Happy New Year to the Poetry Thread
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Old 03-01-2017, 09:27
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But lets try to be like the Robin, with glee we could hop in the snow
Rather than be as the hedgehogs, life slept when cold winds a blow
I agree with Keyser - this is a lovely festive ode

It must have taken quite a while to write; thanks for sharing this BB
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Old 03-01-2017, 09:34
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Father and Son

The wonder of this winter night
That makes a child believe
That Santa comes in magic flight
With toys on Christmas Eve
Keep the dream alive! Nice one Elyan
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Old 03-01-2017, 09:35
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Scoffing

I also wonder, does cold turkey
go well with baked beans?
Course it does Ruth - even as a veggie I know that
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Old 03-01-2017, 09:37
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The Monastery

God give me strength is all I pray
To leave this solitary gloom
'May your God go with you' in the words of the brilliant Dave Allen

What a shame Henry VIII trashed the monasteries
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Old Yesterday, 09:21
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Happy New Year to the Poetry Thread
I'll raise a glass or three to that BB
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Happy New Year,
Happy New Year,
It started off
With a scotch not a beer


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