Today's poet

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Originally Posted by Hes

What a great idea! There are some brilliant places to run in Southern Chile...could be very challenging...big mountains! It's a mad, long, skinny country with ice and glaciers in the south and the driest desert in the world in the north.

We could start a whole new thread on fantasy outings for the fellrunning poetical society.

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Mad, long and skinny - sounds like a few fellrunners I know.

A Finely Placed Freckle

A finely placed freckle
On a beautiful young woman
Can send a warm shiver
Through my middle and mind.

Imperfections interrupting the smooth
Run of skin. The pinpoint precision at
The top of her thigh. The scattering
Madness of jazz on her nose in the sun.

One lying,
Along the jaw-line, fingered when stressed,
One secret,
Concealed, hidden between breasts.

To place a kiss with the warm breath
Of a rose at the apex of her arm
Would leave a tingle, a tremor,
A fervour on my lips.

john togher

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Originally Posted by XRunner

A Finely Placed Freckle

A finely placed freckle
On a beautiful young woman
Can send a warm shiver
Through my middle and mind.

Imperfections interrupting the smooth
Run of skin. The pinpoint precision at
The top of her thigh. The scattering
Madness of jazz on her nose in the sun.

One lying,
Along the jaw-line, fingered when stressed,
One secret,
Concealed, hidden between breasts.

To place a kiss with the warm breath
Of a rose at the apex of her arm
Would leave a tingle, a tremor,
A fervour on my lips.

john togher

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Oooeerr!
Wow, lovely poem and it is still only 5.57pm.
They don't do a swoony emoticon...shame.

What lips my lips have kissed, and where, and why

What lips my lips have kissed, and where, and why,
I have forgotten, and what arms have lain
Under my head till morning; but the rain
Is full of ghosts tonight, that tap and sigh
Upon the glass and listen for reply,
And in my heart there stirs a quiet pain
For unremembered lads that not again
Will turn to me at midnight with a cry.
Thus in the winter stands the lonely tree,
Nor knows what birds have vanished one by one,
Yet knows its boughs more silent than before:
I cannot say what loves have come and gone,
I only know that summer sang in me
A little while, that in me sings no more.

Edna St. Vincent Millay

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Originally Posted by XRunner

A Finely Placed Freckle

A finely placed freckle
On a beautiful young woman
Can send a warm shiver
Through my middle and mind.

Imperfections interrupting the smooth
Run of skin. The pinpoint precision at
The top of her thigh. The scattering
Madness of jazz on her nose in the sun.

One lying,
Along the jaw-line, fingered when stressed,
One secret,
Concealed, hidden between breasts.

To place a kiss with the warm breath
Of a rose at the apex of her arm
Would leave a tingle, a tremor,
A fervour on my lips.

john togher

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Gosh X Runner...you seem to have a knack of finding them....poems i mean...ahem....right off to put a cold flannel on my brow....:eek: :)

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Originally Posted by Hes

What lips my lips have kissed, and where, and why

What lips my lips have kissed, and where, and why,
I have forgotten, and what arms have lain
Under my head till morning; but the rain
Is full of ghosts tonight, that tap and sigh
Upon the glass and listen for reply,
And in my heart there stirs a quiet pain
For unremembered lads that not again
Will turn to me at midnight with a cry.
Thus in the winter stands the lonely tree,
Nor knows what birds have vanished one by one,
Yet knows its boughs more silent than before:
I cannot say what loves have come and gone,
I only know that summer sang in me
A little while, that in me sings no more.

Edna St. Vincent Millay

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what a really moving poem....lovely hes thank you for posting :)

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Originally Posted by Mr Benn

Here's what I wrote earlier when I was sheltering in the barn during the rain,

There was a young goat called Billy
who liked to play out on the hilly
he ran up and down
looking like a right clown
and everybody called him plain silly

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wot a cute ditty! awwwwww :)

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Originally Posted by freckle

Gosh X Runner...you seem to have a knack of finding them...:eek: :)

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ohhh, I thought you were refering to freckles;)
Should I be looking in some of those places mentioned in the poem?

ahem....double blush.......:eek::)

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Originally Posted by Hes

Oooeerr!
Wow, lovely poem and it is still only 5.57pm.
They don't do a swoony emoticon...shame.

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