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Is Poetry a Dead Art? (Part 4) |
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Garden Glimmers
The faerie rests and poses, Nobody believes me though For nobody supposes.
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Were you there or here?
I was always there or here holding my cold pint of beer I was always there or here telling a funny joke my dear I was always there or here catching your teardrops near I was always there or here carrying all your fishing gear I was always there or here so put all your more into cheer my dears (Should be read in the style of Pam Ayres )
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Felix Dennis dyed yesterday went to his house last year such a nice man to talk to.may he rest in peace.
http://www.bbc.co.uk/news/entertainment-arts-27972771 https://www.ted.com/talks/publisher_...d_consequences |
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Yonder
Sky over yonder carpet of green rambling rose as ever have been |
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I just typed this out - any good?.
Focus Your Energy Enthusiasm of endless amounts, energy never dulled, focus, focus, with every glance a new idea blooms, what to do?. Set your sights carefully, scale your goals gradually, every target fulfilled is a victory, Rome wasn't built in a day but with your energy focussed correctly anything may be possible?. |
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but the butterfly
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I was always there or here
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Felix Dennis dyed yesterday went to his house last year such a nice man to talk to.may he rest in peace.
I didn't know he wrote poetry.Quote:
Sky over yonder
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Focus Your Energy
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Titanic
I Launch 1912 at springtime, Southampton the stage, A crowd had flocked, one vessel docked that symbolised the age. Built to outclass rivals And to cruise and shine For the nation, this creation of the White Star Line. Sweat and toil produced her, Craftwork had prevailed Every minute and within it, treasures were unveiled. Ornamental staircase, Chandeliers that glared, Lovely channels on wood panels, no expense was spared. Problems were considered Quite unthinkable, Messianic and titanic, so unsinkable. Passengers were ready, How unreal things seemed, On the quay there in the sea air maiden voyagers dreamed. Engines activated As she sailed away, Pistons heaving, proudly leaving for the USA. What a special feeling Waving them farewell, Goodbye Blighty from the mighty floating sentinel. II Collision Captain Smith gave orders, Coal propelled the force, All-surpassing, miles were passing steady and on course. Night time, mid-Atlantic, Here the vast ship led, Unaware fate had prepared great danger up ahead. One iceberg approaching In the pitch black void, From disaster, steering faster, hoping to avoid. Then the starboard's metal Suffered injury, Manufactured yet it fractured, letting in the sea. Lifeboats short in number, Confidence ensured More weren't needed, but when heeded panic quickly soared. Man's inherent folly Progress always shows, Sinking slowly, nothing holy saved the ones who froze. Like a scene from legend, Terrible the roar, Powers ended, she descended to the ocean floor. III Today Rust corrodes hard iron, Microbes eat the past, Years of time created grime, her splendour couldn't last. Though the wreck is silent Whispers still remain; Sometimes sound flows all around, a beautiful refrain. If the band are playing Spirits come to waltz, They sigh or weep inside the deep seabed of their own thoughts. © |
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Sound Track
Thrashed chords crash through the air, the soundtrack of long-ago nights of careless enjoyment, unconscious of the spectacle or inhibitions of an age when the moment is all. No need for restraint or fear of looking the fool. Part of the group, at one with the smoky racket, wet tables and blurred staggerings across the floor to the door in the corner. Take the chance to lean on the wall and smile to yourself before launching yourself again through the thick mass of the crowd somehow finding yourself back in the right place and bang in the middle of the conversation. Blurred nights of enjoyment to live forever and not condemned to the thick head of the morning. |
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just thought i would write this little ditty
but cant think of anything to say, which is a pity |
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just thought i would write this little ditty
but cant think of anything to say, which is a pity
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Sounds like me
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How is this for a bit of inane nonsense?
What to say, when there's so much going on, the choice is overwhelming - how do I know what to say, what about just saying this, is this ok?. *ahem*
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Thrashed chords crash through the air,
the soundtrack of long-ago nights of careless enjoyment, I've actually lost 12% of my hearing from listening to rock music
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just thought i would write this little ditty
but cant think of anything to say, which is a pity
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The Royal Oak
It may not lure a baron Or those who wear a crown, But served by Matt and Sharon You won't leave with a frown. They keep the Royal Oak going, On good times you can bet; The beer and laughs keep flowing And Albert is their pet. He never wears a muzzle, A tame pub dog he is And if you like a puzzle On Sundays there's a quiz. Teams make informed suggestions, While they scratch heads and sup Old Dennis asks the questions, Who tends to cock them up. No live band plays a bummer, As well as guitar licks The Morris Men each summer Dance round and bash their sticks. Some say I am a loser But I'm a loyal bloke And when I choose a boozer I choose the Royal Oak. © |
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so here i pen a 2nd ditty
still now't to say, which is just sh***y. |
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Hic
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Somewhere
I see the young and old of you how you change how you were and still are a little lost somewhere. |
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Its evident by the posts that all the great poets are dead
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Nice weather for a walk along the riverside.
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its evident by the posts that all the great poets are dead
Sorry I've been absent recently. The final stage of putting the book together has taken up a lot of my time. I'm hoping for a December release
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God is in the Flowers
God is in the losses Caused by every foe God is in the crosses Where the mourners go God is in the towers And the swords and shields God is in the flowers God is in the fields © |
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I love doing that Sandy
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Strangely, I'm quite enjoying getting older Sandy
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Laugh
I heard you laugh a joy to hear a chuckle between us though quite dear humour is rare these days let laughter be the latest craze.
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I didn't know he wrote poetry.