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Ta Musty.
"Blue Sci" Sad Sci-Fi? and sounds like 'blue sky' which always featured in the long dreams of pre-light travellers... ![]() Ooh, nearly ten to three, it's an all-nighter for me again
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Your poetry is so moving and powerful Scottie. I hope you saw my reaction to Fear Of Clowns. This seems to be about a child watching an elderly relative making Christmas cards. Within it I sensed the wonder that was witnessed long ago. Another superbly atmospheric write
![]() Thanks for your comments - and the comments of others. I always find it fascinating to read people's interpretations of poems and how they can vary - perhaps the poems touch a personal experience. When I wrote 'Brilliance' I had a particular image in my mind, different, but not altogether too different, from those it conjured up for others. |
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Not quite relevant, but has anyone else noticed that Poetry Please on Radio 4 has been more like Prose Please for about a year? Also, there's plenty of plugging, especially from McGough.
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Isn't it funny how some poems get interpreted differently Biz?
The limerick above is going to be changed and there's a good page describing John Aubrey on Wikipedia ![]() ![]() I'll no doubt be reading the new version in the future. I read that page, and John Aubrey seems to have been a bit unworldly - to lose all his inherited property and end his life relying on friends. ![]() Quote:
Absence. ('Blue Sci'?)
I dream I'm fully aware, but I'm sat in my memory chair. I hope life is treating you well these days.
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I always find it fascinating to read people's interpretations of poems and how they can vary
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John Aubrey seems to have been a bit unworldly
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The content of my daydreams is a little different, but I like the idea of you getting rid of all the dangerous belligerents in the world and leaving everyone in peace.
I hope life is treating you well these days. ![]()
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The Tiger and the Antelope
A stray antelope supped the pond unaware Of a danger that moved not an ounce; A tiger crouched there who was ready to snare With an instinct to naturally pounce. The ear-splitting roar and the terrible jaw Of the hunter was due to be shown, Then a strange thing occurred when the hungry cat saw An image he’d never once known. The antelope seemed such a beautiful thing And the sunset so golden and wide That he fell and rolled over and if he could sing Nature's glory he might just have tried. Now the antelope prayed for she'd constantly grade Cats as killers yet somehow the stir Of empathy grew when she saw how he played Or stretched with a lovely warm purr. When the rest of the herd noticed what had occurred The antelope got ordered out And the tiger's own pack turned their back when they heard, Banned his stripes, didn’t want him about. But this pair didn't mind, with enjoyment to find They felt like two peas in a pod; In the jungle, on plains, they had simply defined How foes that can change are not odd. And the tiger who shielded the antelope's life Was grateful for her kindly ways And the antelope thanked him for easing the strife So two friends could share hot hazy days. © |
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Fans of Avebury often are Biz ![]() ![]() Quote:
Thanks Biz. I don't think your world is on my list though. Any 1 in their right mind would steer well clear of a world with war, religion _and_ nonsensical drug laws...
![]() Of course you might manage to travel to another universe and find it - who knows.
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I've booked the B&B for the Avebury photographic weekend. It's going to be in August and I'm praying for sunshine. Rain or an overcast sky is going to rule any essential snaps out. Fingers crossed
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I've booked the B&B for the Avebury photographic weekend. It's going to be in August and I'm praying for sunshine. Rain or an overcast sky is going to rule any essential snaps out. Fingers crossed
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Shades of Columbine
I Googled "columbine" to combine perhaps some gen to that already privy to my mind, to research a bit and see what I might find. What offered first, such things which trend, was of course all about the awful shooting routing one to every grim detail of horrors off the scale. I felt then disinclined to bend towards more knowledge of the tragic sad outcome of a people’s constitutional right. Preferring to uproot a subject that’s sweet. Delightful and flighty flower so named after its resemblance to a of lovey-dovey covey of doves a bird symbolical and of a feather with Peace. Am inclined to tweet on Twitter to any who care to listen: "hashtag irony." |
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It's an interesting thought - but possible? Hmmmm.
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I Googled "columbine" to combine perhaps
some gen to that already privy to my mind
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A Matter of Perspective
An old man in his chair sat and stared at the wall, The doctor declared it was due to his fall. He didn't move for hours, nor stop at his gaze, ‘I’ll give him some pills, to stave off his daze’. The old man refused them, cried ‘What’s all the fuss !’ ‘I’m watching a spider, I’m not catching a bus’. ‘All of you young ‘ens run around all day long, Once I was the same, but now know it was wrong’. ‘I like watching insects and at last have a chance, To study their habits with more than a glance’. ‘And now that I can, you all think that I'm ill, You send for the doctor and force feed me a pill’. Those stood around him at once felt a shame, They hadn't considered we aren't all the same. So they each took a chair and stared at the wall, All sat in waiting for the spider to crawl. Not long were they seated when the old man smiled, He new he had foxed them and somehow beguiled . He took off his glasses and gave eyes a rub, ‘Enjoy all your evening, I'm off to the pub’. So when in your dotage, disguise contemplation, Or the well meaning carers might bring medication! Indeed state it clearly, that would be the best. Have ‘I love doing nothing’ tattooed on your chest. |
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Indeed state it clearly, that would be the best.
Have ‘I love doing nothing’ tattooed on your chest. I'm not a tattoo fan but I fancy that one! I thoroughly enjoyed this take on old age, it made me smile Welcome to Part 4 by the way BB
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Ode to a Woman
Beyond those snow-capped mountains You dance as if a star So forest lanes and fountains Are lit up from afar. What poet could arrange all The loveliness of you? A Botticelli angel, An artist’s wish come true. In dresses somehow greener Where oaks or coral lie You’re Isis and Athena, The temptress Lorelei. I can’t give you a palace But skies make perfect floors, Aurora Borealis: The Northern Lights are yours. In dreams of sea and moonlight Your naked love I’ve owned Where crystal waves are noon-bright And whispered names are moaned. Not even quills of Byron Could trace your silver flight, Come to me now my siren, My goddess of the night. © |
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Beyond those snow-capped mountains You dance as if a star So forest lanes and fountains Are lit up from afar. © Gorgeous poem Musty, really lovely . Hi Biz and Mr M ![]() Thanks as always for the comments. I don't get much opportunity for 'contemplation' , but I try to make a contribution every now and then to help with the cause ![]() Good luck with Part 4
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The Tiger and the Antelope
And the tiger who shielded the antelope's life Was grateful for her kindly ways And the antelope thanked him for easing the strife So two friends could share hot hazy days. © Very nice MustyHow about shady than hazy or shady hazy
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What poet could arrange all The loveliness of you? ©
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A Matter of Perspective
He took off his glasses and gave eyes a rub, ‘Enjoy all your evening, I'm off to the pub’.
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Inspired by his first solo flight in a spitfire - climbing to beyond 30,000ft - this poem was written by 19 year old Pilot Officer John Gillespie Magee in December 1941 - and posted to his parents in Canada, in an effort to describe his adventure.
Oh! I have slipped the surly bonds of Earth And danced the skies on laughter-silvered wings; Sunward I’ve climbed, and joined the tumbling mirth of sun-split clouds, — and done a hundred things You have not dreamed of — wheeled and soared and swung High in the sunlit silence. Hov’ring there, I’ve chased the shouting wind along, and flung My eager craft through footless halls of air.... Up, up the long, delirious, burning blue I’ve topped the wind-swept heights with easy grace. Where never lark, or even eagle flew — And, while with silent, lifting mind I've trod The high untrespassed sanctity of space, - Put out my hand, and touched the face of God. He was killed in action a few months later. |
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Inspired by his first solo flight in a spitfire - climbing to beyond 30,000ft - this poem was written by 19 year old Pilot Officer John Gillespie Magee in December 1941 - and posted to his parents in Canada, in an effort to describe his adventure.
Oh! I have slipped the surly bonds of Earth And danced the skies on laughter-silvered wings; Sunward I’ve climbed, and joined the tumbling mirth of sun-split clouds, — and done a hundred things You have not dreamed of — wheeled and soared and swung High in the sunlit silence. Hov’ring there, I’ve chased the shouting wind along, and flung My eager craft through footless halls of air.... Up, up the long, delirious, burning blue I’ve topped the wind-swept heights with easy grace. Where never lark, or even eagle flew — And, while with silent, lifting mind I've trod The high untrespassed sanctity of space, - Put out my hand, and touched the face of God. He was killed in action a few months later. There is a song by Fatboy Slim called Sunset(Bird Of Prey) and it fits the poem so well. |
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Gorgeous poem Musty, really lovely .
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That's a lovely line
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How about shady than hazy or shady hazy
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Oh! I have slipped the surly bonds of Earth
And danced the skies on laughter-silvered wings; ![]() It seems churlish to bring up the rules again, but published works from the last hundred years or so are still censored here. FMs less familiar with the thread like Elyan have no way of knowing that and I'm glad John Gillespie Magee's poem has been sent in. That said, by getting the bulk of such material stopped my old enemies on DS cut off a pleasant avenue of enjoyment here forever. They also reported me to copyright authorities on another forum and tried to get me into trouble with accusations of plagiarism in America. Some charming people about aren't there? However, for me the best thing is the fact that the thread's gone from strength to strength, regardless of their petty attempt to derail it. Roll on Part 5
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Ta Sandy, that's possibly my most romantic poem ![]() Eloquence of poetry said as just but thy word written and so beautifully, beholds an elegance of sentiment I'm sure, kind sir. ![]() Quote:
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Funny you should suggest that Sandy, as I'm not totally happy with the last line - I may incorporate your idea
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Eloquence of poetry said as just but thy word written and so beautifully, beholds an elegance of sentiment I'm sure, kind sir.
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First a buzz and then................there's silence.
See you all tomorrow - until then goodnight poets. Sleep well. :yawn: :yawn: :sleep: :sleep:
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"Blue Sci" Sad Sci-Fi? and sounds like 'blue sky' which always featured in the long dreams of pre-light travellers... 
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