Today's poet

[stevefoster]

Renewal.

I know it may not feel like it now,
But the future is open to you in all it's infinite beauty,
Renewal incarnate all is yours wow,
The courage to grasp it must become your duty.

You open up like a million different flowers,
Be anything you've ever wanted to be,
Poet or princess all is in your powers,
Want it hard enough it will become reality.

After all you've done the hardest part,
The role that they call mother,
Time soon for your new life to start,
So have fun and create another.

By Matt Harmston.

Inspired by Freckles' talk of her apartment and new horizons.

That's brilliant Matt, bet freckle will love that

[Harry H Howgill]

Renewal.

I know it may not feel like it now,
But the future is open to you in all it's infinite beauty,
Renewal incarnate all is yours wow,
The courage to grasp it must become your duty.

You open up like a million different flowers,
Be anything you've ever wanted to be,
Poet or princess all is in your powers,
Want it hard enough it will become reality.

After all you've done the hardest part,
The role that they call mother,
Time soon for your new life to start,
So have fun and create another.

By Matt Harmston.

Inspired by Freckles' talk of her apartment and new horizons.

I'm impressed. You're quick to find a rhyme TM. Excellent.

[freckle]

Renewal.

I know it may not feel like it now,
But the future is open to you in all it's infinite beauty,
Renewal incarnate all is yours wow,
The courage to grasp it must become your duty.

You open up like a million different flowers,
Be anything you've ever wanted to be,
Poet or princess all is in your powers,
Want it hard enough it will become reality.

After all you've done the hardest part,
The role that they call mother,
Time soon for your new life to start,
So have fun and create another.

By Matt Harmston.

Inspired by Freckles' talk of her apartment and new horizons.

Tri thank you so much for this I feel utterly moved....i will cut and paste immediately and put it on the wall in my new pad (when i get it) and remember your thoughtfulness and friendship

[stevefoster]

tri-mind a talent for rhyme
A beautiful, caring soul
More people like this required
World would be a better place for it

[Nathaniel Lee]

Innocence.

To see everything for the first time anew,
What joy all is new the world your playground,
Innocence that can never be given back to you,
Nothing spoiled all shiny all there to be found.

Then the veil of adulthood rears it's head,
All is tarnished battered and bruised,
Spending half the time seeing the dead,
Feeling there is nothing good for its all been used.

The only way to find your innocence once again,
Would be to die and come right back,
This would be a second chance to feel the rain,
And get your childhood innocence back.

By Matt Harmston.

[Stef F]

Basically there are variations, but the most common is to have 3 lines that have 5,7 & 5 syllables. Like this...

Haiku have a five
syllable line, then seven,
then another five

Now I understand
it's simple when you know how
to write a Haiku

Thanks

[Harry H Howgill]

Chocolate Cake - Michael Rosen

I love chocolate cake.
And when I was a boy
I loved it even more.

Sometimes we used to have it for tea
and Mum used to say,
'If there's any left over
you can have it to take to school
tomorrow to have at playtime.'
And the next day I would take it to school
wrapped up in tin foil
open it up at playtime
and sit in the corner of the playground
eating it,
you know how the icing on top
is all shiny and it cracks as you
bite into it,
and there's that other kind of icing in
the middle
and it sticks to your hands and you
can lick your fingers
and lick your lips
oh it's lovely.
yeah.

Anyway,
once we had this chocolate cake for tea
and later I went to bed
but while I was in bed
I found myself waking up
licking my lips
and smiling.
I woke up proper.
'The chocolate cake.'
It was the first thing
I thought of.

I could almost see it
so I thought,
what if I go downstairs
and have a little nibble, yeah?

It was all dark
everyone was in bed
so it must have been really late
but I got out of bed,
crept out of the door

there's always a creaky floorboard, isn't there?

Past Mum and Dad's room,
careful not to tread on bits of broken toys
or bits of Lego
you know what it's like treading on Lego
with your bare feet,

yowwww
shhhhhhh

downstairs
into the kitchen
open the cupboard
and there it is
all shining.

So I take it out of the cupboard
put it on the table
and I see that
there's a few crumbs lying about on the plate,
so I lick my finger and run my finger all over the crumbs
scooping them up
and put them into my mouth.

oooooooommmmmmmmm

nice.

Then
I look again
and on one side where it's been cut,
it's all crumbly.

So I take a knife
I think I'll just tidy that up a bit,
cut off the crumbly bits
scoop them all up
and into the mouth

oooooommm mmmm
nice.

Look at the cake again.

That looks a bit funny now,
one side doesn't match the other
I'll just even it up a bit, eh?

Take the knife
and slice.
This time the knife makes a little cracky noise
as it goes through that hard icing on top.

A whole slice this time,

into the mouth.

Oh the icing on top
and the icing in the middle
ohhhhhh oooo mmmmmm.

But now
I can't stop myself
Knife -
I just take any old slice at it
and I've got this great big chunk
and I'm cramming it in
what a greedy pig
but it's so nice,

and there's another
and another and I'm squealing and I'm smacking my lips
and I'm stuffing myself with it
and
before I know
I've eaten the lot.
The whole lot.

I look at the plate.
It's all gone.

Oh no
they're bound to notice, aren't they,
a whole chocolate cake doesn't just disappear
does it?

What shall I do?

I know. I'll wash the plate up,
and the knife

and put them away and maybe no one
will notice, eh?

So I do that
and creep creep creep
back to bed
into bed
doze off
licking my lips
with a lovely feeling in my belly.
Mmmmrnmmmmm.

In the morning I get up,
downstairs,
have breakfast,
Mum's saying,
'Have you got your dinner money?'
and I say,
'Yes.'
'And don't forget to take some chocolate cake with you.'
I stopped breathing.

'What's the matter,' she says,
'you normally jump at chocolate cake?'

I'm still not breathing,
and she's looking at me very closely now.

She's looking at me just below my mouth.
'What's that?' she says.
'What's what?' I say.

'What's that there?'
'Where?'
'There,' she says, pointing at my chin.
'I don't know,' I say.
'It looks like chocolate,' she says.
'It's not chocolate is it?'
No answer.
'Is it?'
'I don't know.'
She goes to the cupboard
looks in, up, top, middle, bottom,
turns back to me.
'It's gone.
It's gone.
You haven't eaten it, have you?'
'I don't know.'
'You don't know. You don't know if you've eaten a whole
chocolate cake or not?
When? When did you eat it?'

So I told her,

and she said
well what could she say?
'That's the last time I give you any cake to take
to school.
Now go. Get out
no wait
not before you've washed your dirty sticky face.'
I went upstairs
looked in the mirror
and there it was,
just below my mouth,
a chocolate smudge.
The give-away.
Maybe she'll forget about it by next week.

[Harry H Howgill]

Now I understand
it's simple when you know how
to write a Haiku

Thanks

That's brilliant. You are a quick learner.

[stevefoster]

Bloody hell HHH, that's got to be the 'War and Peace' of chocolate cake

[Nathaniel Lee]

Going back to a previous post a child of 25. How old were you at 10 at the time you have certainly aged well good sir.