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that doesn't mean I'd excuse it.
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The Old Fisherman
The fisherman had a fervent wish one day he’d hook that ”big fish.” At last one soaring hot day at sea this tug which could uproot a tree jarred his tiny boat, a skiff, which shook then took off like a Lear jet. Sheer natural reflex held him fast to his dear weathered tiller or this so awesome moment had been his last in forty and more years before the mast, his craft not upset nor the marlin he had awaited his own killer. The old man set for home fish abutted, he fought off fatigue, dark and sharks, drifts to Morphean realms finally sleeps. Now starts in sunbright day then weeps, hope and fisherman well and truly gutted. Then the drachma dropped for writer me, this poem is little more than bare disguise for another guy’s originality, rip-off (how you say to plague all eyes) of Hemingway’s “Old man AndThe Sea.” |
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rip-off (how you say to plague all eyes)
of Hemingway’s “Old man AndThe Sea.” This ironic tale of plagiarism was still an entertaining read, as ever with your poems
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Life and Lies.
Life survives on damp rocks. Spreads out to fill your socks. Rides around on comet tails. Soon becomes that which prevails. Something we should all twig: The universe is so big that nothing can be said for all. To do so is the height of gall. And info travels very slow. Takes a thousand years to go a hundredth of the way across The Milky Way. No god is cross. There's billions of galaxies. More galaxies than fallacies. All trillions of miles apart. No poetry is lost art. We did not strive to utter lies beneath these vast and starry skies. |
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We did not strive to utter lies
beneath these vast and starry skies. You constantly see the big picture, beyond this island Earth. Meanwhile, there's me looking in a bag of liquorice allsorts I do like to be taken off for a quick journey around the galaxies
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Not everyone has a sense of humour I find.
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Superb and cosmic as always Archiver
You constantly see the big picture, beyond this island Earth. Meanwhile, there's me looking in a bag of liquorice allsorts I do like to be taken off for a quick journey around the galaxies ![]() ![]() Loved your Ophelia one recently especially. |
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I saw this and thought of you Sandy:- http://www.bbc.co.uk/news/magazine-22853432
Sorry this isn't poetry Musty, But the information isn't so dusty. cringe'Morning Frank and Archiver. Good to see you - will read your contributions later.
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Thanks again Musty. I quite like the couplet you chose to quote. Wouldn't have thought of it if I hadn't written the preceding part. I love it when that happens and I'm sure you know it too.
![]() By the way, I quoted those lines because they're so bloody good ![]() I'm glad you liked Ophelia, thanks Archiver
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Sorry this isn't poetry Musty,
But the information isn't so dusty. cringe |
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It's nice to take a break from prehistory - the Avebury poems are more or less complete and it's just a matter of transferring them from notebook to computer. The easy bit really
This has freed me up to get some new material done at last. Clapham Chancers and the tale of Everton Mint are just the beginning - I have three more on the way which should be posted over the next few days The team here have made sure Part 4 has hit the ground running, which is very satisfying
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I have three more on the way which should be posted over the next few days
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Just keep calm and carry on Sandy. ![]()
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The time has come
The walrus said, To contribute to The poetry thread. |
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'Walrus, my son'
The carpenter claimed, 'The poem's done But not yet named.' I'm working on it though Biz
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\0/ \0/ \0/ Thought so, just thought I'd fill in while you worked.
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First Man
Thirty million years or more, That's how long ago First man gave his savage roar, Half-ape, crouching low. First man lingered on amid Monkey groups, one chance Somehow hatched a hominid Able to advance. Lifted up two arms, at last He had seen the light, Four legs banished to the past, Now he stood upright. First female stood by his side, First female his mate, Nobody was there to guide, Lead or educate. Freezing in the cold and dark, Warmth was their great aim, Rubbed some sticks until a spark Lit the vital flame. Painted cavern walls reveal Seeds of early art, Sunsets must have made them feel Hope within the heart. If not Adam or sweet Eve What on earth was this? Something sacred I believe: Our own genesis. © |
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\0/ \0/ \0/ Thought so, just thought I'd fill in while you worked.
![]() The new poem I'm working on's a bit of an epic, so it's taking a while
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First Man
© ![]() Good introduction to our beginnings for children. I think it would be great in primary schools, but there's no reason why parents can't do their bit too.
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I think it would be great in primary schools, but there's no reason why parents can't do their bit too.
![]() The poem could upset some religious believers I guess. It's not meant as a statement of fact though - I don't think we'll ever know all the answers.
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Comfy Time
Tiger the cute dog loved to roam with small paws, his little yap, meeting friends on the way he'd stop and have a sniff of oh some tasty treats wafting from the stall Tiger, tiger said the man who sat upon the bench talking words, making sense he talked of many, then of few Tiger tiger it's time to go running, turning as he knew nap time, hurry my comfy time, overdue. |
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First Man
Painted cavern walls reveal Seeds of early art, Sunsets must have made them feel Hope within the heart. ©
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running, turning as he knew
nap time, hurry comfy time overdue. Funnily enough me and a friend bumped into an old boy she knew today. His elderly dog was with him too, a nice old woofer called Muttley
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Lovely verse Musty
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This ironic tale of plagiarism was still an entertaining read, as ever with your poems
You constantly see the big picture, beyond this island Earth. Meanwhile, there's me looking in a bag of liquorice allsorts
cringe