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Early Bird
Witness Archaeopteryx that flew across the blue, Gliding Archaeopteryx, a bird and reptile too. Soared above the empire of Tyrannosaurus Rex When Jurassic jungles seethed and life began to flex. Prehistoric, it possessed a lizard's pointed tail, Teeth sharp and reptilian but like the nightingale It contained a wishbone causing something of a shock, Evolution's missing link, part of a special flock. Eighteen sixty-one we humans very first observed Fossilized within the lime, exquisitely preserved Bones revealing unforeseen transitions in a beast, Two opposed anomalies were evident at least. Showing how the dinosaurs had more than armoured might, Showing how they left the land and instigated flight. Proudly on the crossroads perched the Archaeopteryx, Early bird of paradise, a fascinating mix. © |
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Witness Archaeopteryx that flew across the blue, Gliding Archaeopteryx, a bird and reptile too. © ![]() It's too darn hot.
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It's too darn hot.
![]() I prefer this to last summer's constant rain
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Jurassic conditions Biz
I prefer this to last summer's constant rain ![]()
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I'd love some gentle rain from heaven upon the earth beneath.
![]() I've been piecing together another epic. It's a re-write of a poem that got deleted in America and sadly that was the only copy at the time
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I saw it fly across the sky
Sometimes I stop and wonder why Then sit a while recalling; I saw it fly across the sky, A spear of orange falling. I thought a meteor had passed But let me be quite candid: The way it turned, that sort of blast, I knew no rock had landed. I led my dog, whose name is Kip Through regions thickly-wooded, The brightness of our daily trip By dusk would soon be hooded. Though sure an object hot as sun Had earlier descended Smoke, flames and damage there were none, The trees, as ever splendid. Kip ran ahead, excitement plain Whenever space was nearing; Beside the stream we left the lane Then found his favourite clearing. Some way off loomed a single yew, The tree I had expected And yet amid the routine view The unreal I detected. Against the forest camouflaged Moved two unearthly creatures, The air was still and tension-charged As I absorbed their features. Scales shone and eyes of purple gleamed, The visitors were searching, In total shock this witness deemed Those strangers were researching. They knelt and studied our world's ground, Reptilian yet prudent, Green-fleshed, they poked and peered around, Each seemed an eager student. Kip growled and then he left my side, Charged at them barking nervous, Before I had a chance to hide They stood up to observe us. One spat and as the monsters looked With faces cold and cunning, One beckoned with long fingers hooked But Kip retreated, running. We fled and our departure made Adrenaline in gallons, Back home I locked the door and prayed, In fear of vicious talons. An hour passed, I sweated tense Till engines started roaring; Above the cottage that immense Machine from space went soaring. I saw it fly across the sky, The night I shunned bed-covers For coffee, Kip and thoughts of my Encounter with the others. © |
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Apparently the heatwave's going to last to the end of July at least
I've been piecing together another epic. It's a re-write of a poem that got deleted in America and sadly that was the only copy at the time ![]() I'm counting the days till the end of July. Quote:
I saw it fly across the sky
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Brrrrr - who knows when they'll be back - and why......shiver
That's what inspired me to polish up and re-post I saw it fly.
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Yes. Never liked it.
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A couple of days ago on a long walk with a friend something very odd happened Biz. We came to a clearing in a wood just like the one I imagined in the poem. She had her dog with her and it was near dusk too
That's what inspired me to polish up and re-post I saw it fly.![]() At first I thought poor Michelle had lost her way and posted in the wrong thread, and then I realized........I feel sad for her.
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A couple of days ago on a long walk with a friend something very odd happened Biz. We came to a clearing in a wood just like the one I imagined in the poem. She had her dog with her and it was near dusk too
That's what inspired me to polish up and re-post I saw it fly.![]() Zombies don't like poetry They're dead, but in a daze. Whatever's said is totally unlikely to amaze. One day, if they're lucky, they may wake up alive and notice all the mystery of that in which we thrive.
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At first I thought poor Michelle had lost her way and posted in the wrong thread, and then I realized........I feel sad for her.
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And perfectly polished it is too. I really enjoyed that one. Thanks again.
![]() Zombies don't like poetry They're dead, but in a daze. Great zombie write - I guess they wouldn't like poetry much I like the second verse and how it gives a bit of hope for them
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Hang on - I think Michelle meant yes, poetry's dead and she doesn't like it
I don't like maths but I wouldn't say it was dead
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Zombies don't like poetry
They're dead, but in a daze. Whatever's said is totally unlikely to amaze. One day, if they're lucky, they may wake up alive and notice all the mystery of that in which we thrive. ![]() Spot on John. ![]() Quote:
Hang on - I think Michelle meant yes, poetry's dead and she doesn't like it
I don't like maths but I wouldn't say it was dead ![]()
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Hang on - I think Michelle meant yes, poetry's dead and she doesn't like it
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By jove, you've got it. It helps to sleep on it doesn't it.
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Interesting observations Musty, the only thing I have wondered about are frisbees, they fly about alot in the summer.
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Ghosts of Cowboys
Fugitives can never rest From the law that chases, Phantoms of the vanished west In forgotten places. Wanted, making his last stand Flees the desperado, From the rushing Rio Grande Up to Colorado. Jesse James and his old gang Linger where they boasted, Here the angry pistols rang; Here the killers coasted. One horse town, a dead-end deal, Whiskey sweet as nectar, Visions of the Kid reveal Billy is a spectre. Bars and brothels lost the fight To keep business flowing, Through the villains of the night Tumbleweed is blowing. Where the open desert reigns Outlaw forms are branded, Figures on the burning plains, Ghosts of cowboys stranded. © |
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I avoid Westerns nowadays, although I've watched loads in the past. Now I'm feeling a bit guilty.
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Many think the Mel Brooks satire Blazing Saddles rendered westerns null and void Biz. If an old one's on the box, occasionally I get roped in and end up watching it. Or should that be lassoed in?
![]() ![]() ![]() Probably.I don't think I saw the Mel Brooks film? but I do tend to get tired of formats after a while. It's bliss to be able to record something, then just delete if it's not enjoyable enough. I remember recommending "Once upon a Time", but have stopped watching that as I grew tired of it. |
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I remember recommending "Once upon a Time", but have stopped watching that as I grew tired of it.
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As much as I'm enjoying this weather, it's affected my output. It feels too hot even to write
You could say I've dried up It's only a temporary setback though and I'm struggling to finish an epic. I'm sure I'd have completed the poem if there'd been grey skies
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I've been piecing together another epic. It's a re-write of a poem that got deleted in America and sadly that was the only copy at the time
I like the second verse and how it gives a bit of hope for them