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Is Poetry a Dead Art? (Part 4)
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Noe Soap
11-06-2013
Originally Posted by mr. mustard:
“Clapham Chancers

Meanwhile boys wanted versions
Of Hollywood-style fame,
So to brief fair excursions
The Clapham chancers came.
....

None of them hired chauffeurs
Or won the football pools,
Some turned out idle loafers,
Some worked with hands and tools.

Where are the Clapham chancers
Who used to flirt and smile?
Like candy-floss, the answer’s
They only shone a while.


©”

So true to remembered (hazy now) versions of our pasts, well and accurately rendered - good one Musty.
Biz
11-06-2013
Originally Posted by mr. mustard:
“ LMAO Thanks for that fascinating link, I can't believe someone actually found the location of Ophelia ”

The internet is a wonderful thing isn't it? I couldn't manage without it. People who don't have it don't believe what value it can add to their lives.
sandydune
11-06-2013
There is a lovely book available online called Illustrating Shakespeare that has paintings from the artist and others you are speaking of.
mr. mustard
11-06-2013
Originally Posted by Noe Soap:
“So true to remembered (hazy now) versions of our pasts, well and accurately rendered - good one Musty.”

Thank you very much Frank, I enjoyed writing that one

Originally Posted by Biz:
“The internet is a wonderful thing isn't it? I couldn't manage without it. People who don't have it don't believe what value it can add to their lives. ”

For me it fills in the gaps Biz - no one can have a book on everything, so for research it's invaluable. I love Wiki
mr. mustard
11-06-2013
Originally Posted by sandydune:
“There is a lovely book available online called Illustrating Shakespeare that has paintings from the artist and others you are speaking of.”

*prepares to search* Thanks for that Sandy Right, I'm off for my daily mile-plus walk, a good way of letting poetry come through - bye all for now
sandydune
11-06-2013
Originally Posted by mr. mustard:
“Clapham Chancers

They only shone a while.


©”

Reminiscent of old times, Musty

And so the funfair and it's lights, on the move, to the next town.
mr. mustard
12-06-2013
Originally Posted by sandydune:
“And so the funfair and it's lights, on the move, to the next town.”

And they're still around - I find them very romantic Sandy
mr. mustard
12-06-2013
A Contract On Everton Mint

Word on the street was tacit,
The rat had to be stopped
Who ripped off Bertie Bassett,
A gangster no foe topped.

All sorts killed for this fellow,
The Mob boss who broke hearts,
In suits pink, black and yellow,
A man of many parts.

His launderer of money
Was called Everton Mint,
Embezzlement’s not funny,
Though Bertie wasn’t skint.

Upset and feeling boozy,
Obsessed by what Mint stole,
He rested with a floozie,
Miss Lolly Pop, the moll.

She wasn’t rough or bandy,
In fact no one could lick
Big Mr B’s eye-candy,
Cool ice sex on a stick.

But Lolly wasn’t making
His sherbert fizz, that hood
Lay planning hits and aching
To finish Mint for good.

He rang Don Tobleronie,
Named after his strange head,
Triangular and bony,
A target for each Fed.

While Bassett gave the angles
Old Mr T sniffed junk
Then growled ‘I’ll send the Spangles,
They’ll whack that little punk!’

The Spangles liked to root bums
Out of the dark, but they
Were unaware the Fruitgums
Hid Everton away.

He wed a señorita,
A true Mint mystery,
Down south the brave sweet cheater
Escaped from Mr B.


©
sandydune
12-06-2013
Originally Posted by mr. mustard:
“And they're still around - I find them very romantic Sandy ”



Do you like to sit and look at the lights at night?
mr. mustard
12-06-2013
Originally Posted by sandydune:
“Do you like to sit and look at the lights at night?”

Yes Sandy, I love any sort - in funfairs, the stars, at harbours. town centres. The night evokes
sandydune
12-06-2013
Originally Posted by mr. mustard:
“Yes Sandy, I love any sort - in funfairs, the stars, at harbours. town centres. The night evokes ”

There will always be a light in the dark for those who need it.

Miners had the Davy lamp
Seamen had the Lighthouse

Sir Humphrey Davy liked poetry and wrote books one of which has the title Consolations in Travel, which sounds a lovely title.
Biz
12-06-2013
Originally Posted by mr. mustard:
“A Contract On Everton Mint

©”

Wow! I'll never walk into a sweetshop in the same way again - who'd have thought it.

Be careful about the choices you make folks - there's danger everywhere.

I'm very fond of lights too Sandy.
sandydune
12-06-2013
Originally Posted by Biz:
“Be careful about the choices you make folks - there's danger everywhere.
”

You haven't met me yet, I make people nervous, it might be something to do with my walk
Biz
12-06-2013
Originally Posted by sandydune:
“You haven't met me yet, I make people nervous, it might be something to do with my walk ”

Hmmmhmmm! Nothing's secret now you know - we're all being spied on. Don't want to make you paranoid or anything, but perhaps I know more about you than you think.

Have you noticed all the full stops on this page? Could be spy cameras you know.
ncr1969
12-06-2013
Originally Posted by mr. mustard:
“A Contract On Everton Mint

Word on the street was tacit,
The rat had to be stopped
Who ripped off Bertie Bassett,
A gangster no foe topped.

All sorts killed for this fellow,
The Mob boss who broke hearts,
In suits pink, black and yellow,
A man of many parts.

His launderer of money
Was called Everton Mint,
Embezzlement’s not funny,
Though Bertie wasn’t skint.

Upset and feeling boozy,
Obsessed by what Mint stole,
He rested with a floozie,
Miss Lolly Pop, the moll.

She wasn’t rough or bandy,
In fact no one could lick
Big Mr B’s eye-candy,
Cool ice sex on a stick.

But Lolly wasn’t making
His sherbert fizz, that hood
Lay planning hits and aching
To finish Mint for good.

He rang Don Tobleronie,
Named after his strange head,
Triangular and bony,
A target for each Fed.

While Bassett gave the angles
Old Mr T sniffed junk
Then growled ‘I’ll send the Spangles,
They’ll whack that little punk!’

The Spangles liked to root bums
Out of the dark, but they
Were unaware the Fruitgums
Hid Everton away.

He wed a señorita,
A true Mint mystery,
Down south the brave sweet cheater
Escaped from Mr B.


©”

Case closed I feel.
sandydune
12-06-2013
Originally Posted by Biz:
“Have you noticed all the full stops on this page? Could be spy cameras you know. ”

The links, don't forget the links
sandydune
12-06-2013
Originally Posted by Biz:
“ but perhaps I know more about you than you think.
”

I know about you too, small world.
sandydune
12-06-2013
PS Biz not really
Biz
12-06-2013
Originally Posted by sandydune:
“PS Biz not really”

I'm just teasing too Sandy.

Mind you not long ago there was a report that some laptops were about to be launched on the market which had concealed secret spy cameras in them, but the authorities put a stop to it - fortunately. I don't like the sound of it do you?
mr. mustard
12-06-2013
Originally Posted by ncr1969:
“Case closed I feel.”

Against Everton Mint? Or that poetry's a dead art? The latter I suspect as you didn't add a smiley
mr. mustard
12-06-2013
Originally Posted by sandydune:
“Sir Humphrey Davy liked poetry and wrote books one of which has the title Consolations in Travel, which sounds a lovely title.”

That's interesting Sandy Also Alexander Keiller, my hero who saved Avebury for the nation, wrote funny limericks about a fellow archeologist on the digs there. One of his four wives helped him write them - it's a pity I can't post any

Originally Posted by Biz:
“Wow! I'll never walk into a sweetshop in the same way again - who'd have thought it. ”

Ta Biz, I thought you might like that one
sandydune
12-06-2013
Originally Posted by Biz:
“I'm just teasing too Sandy.

Mind you not long ago there was a report that some laptops were about to be launched on the market which had concealed secret spy cameras in them”

Why would they think to do something like that, haven't they heard of privacy and without a person knowing, I imagine someone finding out such news would be very angry, I certainly would if I found out someone had been spying on me They would be so bored
mr. mustard
12-06-2013
Glam and Free in '73

A stripe of red and blue grace,
That futuristic slash,
The zig-zag on a new face
So dangerous and rash.

A man who changed with make-up
To one beyond the stars,
Before he chose to break up
The doomed Spiders From Mars.

Jean Genie owned some rare slaves
And gladly I’d obey
When Bowie ruled the airwaves
With Drive-In Saturday.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=CGQo6zpVzt8
mr. mustard
12-06-2013
If only Simon Cowell could produce such talent
Biz
12-06-2013
Originally Posted by mr. mustard:
“Against Everton Mint? Or that poetry's a dead art? The latter I suspect as you didn't add a smiley ”

Not everyone has a sense of humour I find.

Originally Posted by sandydune:
“Why would they think to do something like that, haven't they heard of privacy and without a person knowing, I imagine someone finding out such news would be very angry, I certainly would if I found out someone had been spying on me They would be so bored”

Couldn't agree more, I value my privacy.

A few years ago when the subject of phone tapping came up, I remember saying that I feel sorry for anyone having to listen in to my conversations, 'cos they'd die of boredom - that doesn't mean I'd excuse it.
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