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Lovely Sandy
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 ![]() ![]() Muttley is a nice name for a doggy ![]() I was at a Carnival today, even though it was raining, much fun was had. We met Tiger the dog today, along with his owner and his wife. Tiger was running all over the place and we thought he was lost but he wasn't, he just loved to roam about and at one stage he started to yap a lot. ![]() There was also a woman cartwheeling in a dress and I was quite shocked when she showed more than she should have. She was enjoying herself but still, time and place dear.
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There was also a woman cartwheeling in a dress and I was quite shocked when she showed more than she should have.
![]() I asked Muttley's owner if his name was Dastardly but it wasn't I liked your poem about Tiger the dog a lot, I got pictures in my head from it
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Does she do bookings Sandy?
I asked Muttley's owner if his name was Dastardly but it wasn't I liked your poem about Tiger the dog a lot, I got pictures in my head from it ![]()
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Her husband found it funny, her daughter was embarassed.
I have a very heavy personal poem to post but Sunday doesn't feel right for it. I may post it Tuesday, as I'm away overnight on Monday.
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Sounds about right Sandy
I have a very heavy personal poem to post but Sunday doesn't feel right for it. I may post it Tuesday, as I'm away overnight on Monday.Are you going anywhere nice on Monday? |
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Is it a new poem?
There's a great collection of Blake's art there, my favourite poet
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Yes Sandy, it's one that's been wanting to appear for a long time. I'm staying over at my brother's in London on Monday night, but before that in the daytime I'm going to the Tate, my favourite art gallery. Not the modern one thankfully
There's a great collection of Blake's art there, my favourite poet ![]() ![]() I just had a look at William Blake and it's quite a coincidence but the guy I saw with the dog looks a little like him, isn't that strange.
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I just had a look at William Blake and it's quite a coincidence but the guy I saw with the dog looks a little like him, isn't that strange.
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Very - this thread's always been full of coincidences though Sandy. There have been some quite bizarre ones too. I think poetry has a special power that reaches out and brings people and maybe thoughts together, like music does. I can't really explain what I mean, but there's something a bit cosmic behind it
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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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I understand it as coincidences amongst many paths, some clearly, some altered, some unacknowledged but a path all the same, for where it leads is a path much travelled and with amusement along the way.
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for where it leads is a path much travelled and with amusement along the way.
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We all have to come to our own conclusions - or shrug our shoulders. The choice is ours.
![]() I agree with you 100% by the way
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You've summed it up perfectly Sandy
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Yes, I can hardly keep my eyes open. Goodnight. :yawn::yawn::sleep:
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A Tree through the Seasons
A tree stood in its winter lair, Sad every leaf was going, The branches now were nearly bare Where once they had been glowing. Then on spring's new and verdant track It suddenly felt pleasant, No single wonder did it lack From nature's early present. Blown by a breeze in summer’s sway, The tree looked full and floral, I deemed it hard to look away From beauty so pastoral. When autumn started to regain The leaves were not redundant, Ablaze in the October rain Their flame was so abundant. I smiled to see how bright they thronged Before they all fell down; Throughout the year the tree had longed To wear its golden crown. © |
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A Tree through the Seasons
Blown by a breeze in summer’s sway, The tree looked full and floral, I deemed it hard to look away From beauty so pastoral. ©
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Yes, I can hardly keep my eyes open. Goodnight. :yawn::yawn::sleep:
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Very nice Musty
![]() There's a Poetry In The Park gathering later on, so I might take my book there to shamelessly plug it, you never know your luck Mind you, it's just started raining which is putting me off a bit
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Ta Sandy
There's a Poetry In The Park gathering later on, so I might take my book there to shamelessly plug it, you never know your luck Mind you, it's just started raining which is putting me off a bit ![]() ![]() I managed to get a book called What Einstein Told His Barber for 25p yesterday
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Hello Musty, don't let a little rain put you off, it might be good for you to meet other poets.
![]() Einstein's barber should have given him a refund going by the photos
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Thanks for the encouragement Sandy
Einstein's barber should have given him a refund going by the photos ![]() The barber might have been too busy listening to what he was saying.
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The barber might have been too busy listening to what he was saying. Probably Sandy - see you later, I'm still piecing together my epic
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There's a Poetry In The Park gathering later on, so I might take my book there to shamelessly plug it, you never know your luck
Mind you, it's just started raining which is putting me off a bit ![]()
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To me the Winter Tree, stands proud and strong.
Knowing a New Day will soon follow along. When 'our' winter comes, we look and see, The buds of hope hidden in that Winter tree. |
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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 
She was enjoying herself but still, time and place dear.
I asked Muttley's owner if his name was Dastardly but it wasn't