Today's poet

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Originally Posted by freckle

Me too unfortunately!!!!...too much to do not enough time!...some great stuff on here tonight guys which I will peruse at my leisure soon!...have fun and na night :)

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Goodnight freckle:)

Moonlight

What time the meanest brick and stone
Take on a beauty not their own,
And past the flaw of builded wood
Shines the intention whole and good,
And all the little homes of man
Rise to a dimmer, nobler span;
When colour's absence gives escape
To the deeper spirit of the shape,

-- Then earth's great architecture swells
Among her mountains and her fells
Under the moon to amplitude
Massive and primitive and rude:

-- Then do the clouds like silver flags
Stream out above the tattered crags,
And black and silver all the coast
Marshalls its hunched and rocky host,
And headlands striding sombrely
Buttress the land against the sea,
-- The darkened land, the brightening wave --
And moonlight slants through Merlin's cave.

Victoria Sackville-West

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Originally Posted by Hes

Moonlight

What time the meanest brick and stone
Take on a beauty not their own,
And past the flaw of builded wood
Shines the intention whole and good,
And all the little homes of man
Rise to a dimmer, nobler span;
When colour's absence gives escape
To the deeper spirit of the shape,

-- Then earth's great architecture swells
Among her mountains and her fells
Under the moon to amplitude
Massive and primitive and rude:

-- Then do the clouds like silver flags
Stream out above the tattered crags,
And black and silver all the coast
Marshalls its hunched and rocky host,
And headlands striding sombrely
Buttress the land against the sea,
-- The darkened land, the brightening wave --
And moonlight slants through Merlin's cave.

Victoria Sackville-West

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Good choice Hes, especially like the middle verse:cool:

Moonlight
by Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

As a pale phantom with a lamp
Ascends some ruined haunted stair,
So glides the moon along the damp
Mysterious chambers of the air.

Now hidden in cloud, and now revealed,
As if this phantom, full of pain,
Were by the crumbling walls concealed,
And at the windows seen again.

Until at last, serene and proud
In all the splendour of her light,
She walks the terraces of cloud,
Supreme as Empress of the Night.

I look, but recognize no more
Objects familiar to my view;
The very pathway to my door
Is an enchanted avenue.

All things are changed. One mass of shade,
The elm-trees drop their curtains down;
By palace, park, and colonnade
I walk as in a foreign town.

The very ground beneath my feet
Is clothed with a diviner air;
White marble paves the silent street
And glimmers in the empty square.

Illusion! Underneath there lies
The common life of everyday;
Only the spirit glorifies
With its own tints the sober grey.

In vain we look, in vain uplift
Our eyes to heaven, if we are blind;
We see but what we have the gift
Of seeing; what we bring we find.

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Originally Posted by merrylegs

Good choice Hes, especially like the middle verse:cool:

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Me too, like the reference to fells and rudeness!!;)

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Originally Posted by Hes

Me too, like the reference to fells and rudeness!!;)

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Moonlight, fells, rudeness:eek::D

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Originally Posted by tri-mind

Edale.

Night lays it's velvet cloak at my door,
All is quiet not a sound except my beating heart,
Looking around drifts of snow scattered cross the moor,
It's such a joy to be up here i suppose i better start.

My headlight flashes beams bouncing of the snow,
The crackle of broken ice and the squelch of mud,
No one here but me floating across the peaks i go,
This is so special if only life was always this good.

The stars shine down observing my perfect run,
I reach 10 miles this is effortless, incredible,
Could carry on forever with my athletic meditation,
I'm reaching the end this memory will be indelible.


By Matt Harmston

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Tri - I really enjoyed reading this. Seems a while since I had such a run, and on those magical occasions when the body is behaving, and weightless, and your whole being integrated into the landscape.......the possibility of moments like this keep me (us?) going.
Thanks for reminding me what it can be like

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Originally Posted by merrylegs

Moonlight, fells, rudeness:eek::D

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Yeah well...two out of three aint bad!;)

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Originally Posted by tri-mind

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I like this one Tri! I think you should go with it.

The one and only Sir Charles Chaplin

He cheers me up when i am down,
That splay footed cinematic clown,
He slides round corners and twirls his cane,
I love his movies they keep me sane,
Suffocating a giant with a street gas lamp,
That amazing funny little tramp.

By Mat.

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Originally Posted by tri-mind

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Like the new avatar Matt, Charlie in colour:cool:

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Originally Posted by Old Whippet

Tri - I really enjoyed reading this. Seems a while since I had such a run, and on those magical occasions when the body is behaving, and weightless, and your whole being integrated into the landscape.......the possibility of moments like this keep me (us?) going.
Thanks for reminding me what it can be like

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That's too true OW. I had that feeling tonight and it was really lovely. It put right a frustrating day. I hope that you get out into the fells soon.

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Originally Posted by freckle

Wish

To sit quietly
without incident or judgement
with you.
True enough, life's savour
is in its transience,
but I'd like a little bit of
S-T-I-L-L,
to grab those
small seconds of eternity.
When,
our mutual gaze
becomes the warp and weft
of some ancient forgotten fabric
and I hear once again
the skin of your drum
reverberating in my ear
as if it were my very own life
that I could hear,
enlivened and beating strongly
and dissolving
into a fragment of forever.

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well....arriving here late tonight, it's been such a pleasure reading more original work than usual....Haiku mastery on show. And my literary criticism of the above......
Bloody Nora!

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Originally Posted by tri-mind

The one and only Sir Charles Chaplin

He cheers me up when i am down,
That splay footed cinematic clown,
He slides round corners and twirls his cane,
I love his movies they keep me sane,
Suffocating a giant with a street gas lamp,
That amazing funny little tramp.

By Mat.

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Good stuff Matt, laughter is the best medicine;)

Thanks i like your new one too. I think some of you know this but i am a huge silent comedy fan. I like Chaplin,Keaton.Lloyd in that order and possess all available films for them.

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Originally Posted by Hes

Yeah well...two out of three aint bad!;)

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Shame it's cloudy, no moonlight tonight:(

Hey DT, I have a contemporary haiku anthology here and there are some lovely ones. Thought you might like these:

cloud shadow
long enough
to close the poppies

Christopher Herold

the crow flies off...
mountains fall away
beneath him.

Larry Gates

heaped
in the buttercup
blue sky

Carl Patrick

beyond
stars beyond
star

LA Davidson

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Originally Posted by merrylegs

Shame it's cloudy, no moonlight tonight:(

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It was cloudy here but the moon still managed to light my way. Only turned my headtorch on when I thought someone was coming. Then there was a sudden gap in the cloud and the moon lit a puddle so brightly I thought I'd turned my torch on when I hadn't.

Weightless


I am in orbit around you, i am suspended weightless over you just hovering. hanging over you in a delirious kiss. yesterday i heard your name in the street but when i turned around nobody was there just 5 birds and when their wings hit the air i heard your name again and just for a second i was one of them pounding out your name! a word of few syllables stuck in my head, you see i am and always will be the one who loved you with no limits.

Dylan Dawe

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Originally Posted by merrylegs

Weightless


I am in orbit around you, i am suspended weightless over you just hovering. hanging over you in a delirious kiss. yesterday i heard your name in the street but when i turned around nobody was there just 5 birds and when their wings hit the air i heard your name again and just for a second i was one of them pounding out your name! a word of few syllables stuck in my head, you see i am and always will be the one who loved you with no limits.

Dylan Dawe

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Wow...that is truly beautiful. What a find.

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Originally Posted by Hes

the crow flies off...
mountains fall away
beneath him.

Larry Gates

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Like that one:cool:

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Originally Posted by merrylegs

Like that one:cool:

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Its a good one isn't it...I love seeing ravens tumbling in the air when I'm in the mountains.

the silence
in moonlight
of stones

Virginia Young

I like the above too. I was thinking tonight how there is an odd silence about trees in moonlight. They seem stiller somehow.

senses heightened
running by moonlight
alert in stillness

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Originally Posted by Hes

Its a good one isn't it...I love seeing ravens tumbling in the air when I'm in the mountains.

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My son was lucky enough to see a Golden Eagle in the Lakes a couple of years ago:cool:

In the Company of Eagles


Mountains for my mansion
The forest for my pantry
The clouds for my carpet
The sky for my curtains
The sun for my candle
The wind for my chariot
In the company of eagles

Flying above fear
Floating above failures
Winging above worries
Gliding above gravity
Living above limits
Soaring to success
Come fly with me

howard simon

Ok, think I will head for my bed. Lots to do tomorrow and a time trial. Goodnight all.

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Originally Posted by merrylegs

My son was lucky enough to see a Golden Eagle in the Lakes a couple of years ago:cool:

In the Company of Eagles


Mountains for my mansion
The forest for my pantry
The clouds for my carpet
The sky for my curtains
The sun for my candle
The wind for my chariot
In the company of eagles

Flying above fear
Floating above failures
Winging above worries
Gliding above gravity
Living above limits
Soaring to success
Come fly with me

howard simon

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Glad I stayed long enough to read this! Very inspiring especially the second verse...living above limits...fantastic. I saw a Glolden Eagle in Scotland once and it was stunning, would love to see one in the lakes.

Chaplin Features 1921-1940.

The Kid on the corner calls my name,
But it's not me he wants to play his game,
So i trudge on dirty puddles blacken my socks,
Tried to avoid them next time i've only walked two blocks.

Ahead of me i see hundreds of people in a crush,
Like america long ago like some kind of gold rush,
Closer now i can see what's going on there,
Oh i see it's a new store opened today with a fanfare.

The cinema can't be to long now as the city lights come on,
I've really enjoyed walking and wonder where the time has gone,
Whilst walking past some one there mobile goes off and chimes,
It's definitely one thing we don't need in modern times.

I can see the cinema now its vast expanse of front,
And now i'm here going to have to hunt,
Ah there it is next to the travelator,
In screen 7 chaplins' The Great Dictator.

By Matt Harmston

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Originally Posted by Hes

the silence
in moonlight
of stones

Virginia Young

I like the above too. I was thinking tonight how there is an odd silence about trees in moonlight. They seem stiller somehow.

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Originally Posted by Hes

senses heightened
running by moonlight
alert in stillness

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Wonderful experience running at night, calming and exhilarating.

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Originally Posted by Hes

Ok, think I will head for my bed. Lots to do tomorrow and a time trial. Goodnight all.

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Goodnight and good luck with the TT;)

Night Hes

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Originally Posted by tri-mind

Chaplin Features 1921-1940.

The Kid on the corner calls my name,
But it's not me he wants to play his game,
So i trudge on dirty puddles blacken my socks,
Tried to avoid them next time i've only walked two blocks.

Ahead of me i see hundreds of people in a crush,
Like america long ago like some kind of gold rush,
Closer now i can see what's going on there,
Oh i see it's a new store opened today with a fanfare.

The cinema can't be to long now as the city lights come on,
I've really enjoyed walking and wonder where the time has gone,
Whilst walking past some one there mobile goes off and chimes,
It's definitely one thing we don't need in modern times.

I can see the cinema now its vast expanse of front,
And now i'm here going to have to hunt,
Ah there it is next to the travelator,
In screen 7 chaplins' The Great Dictator.

By Matt Harmston

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Good stuff Matt, funny how when i see some stuff i used to watch as a kid, it seems dated, but silent films never lose their magic, timeless;)

Forget Rocky Balboa:rolleyes:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=zskO9O3hF78

What club you in if any merry ?.

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Originally Posted by tri-mind

What club you in if any merry ?.

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I'm a Fell Pony Matt;)
http://www.ukfellponies.org.uk/

Ah i always get the impression the fell ponies are mavericks but are good runners. I just seem to get the impression that some find you a bit too light hearted, I don't think this or am i imagining it.

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Originally Posted by tri-mind

Ah i always get the impression the fell ponies are mavericks but are good runners. I just seem to get the impression that some find you a bit too light hearted, I don't think this or am i imagining it.

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A whole range of abilities, as with every club, not concerned with what others think, we are what we are, a good bunch of fellrunning friends;)

GOODNIGHT GOODNIGHT


GOODNIGHT GOODNIGHT
MAY YOUR DREAMS, TAKE YOU
TO A PEACEFUL DAY, FILLED
WITH LOVE AND HAPPINESS.
WHEN YOU WAKE, LOOK UP
AT THE SKY,
THANK YOUR SPIRIT
THAT YOUR ABLE TO SEE IT AGAIN.

Lynda karim

I watched Much Ado About Nothing last night and enjoyed this. I thought I'd share it with you :)

Sigh no more, ladies, sigh no more
Men were deceivers ever,
One foot in sea and one on shore,
To one thing constant never:
Then sigh not so, but let them go,
And be you blithe and bonny,
Converting all your sounds of woe
Into Hey nonny, nonny.

Sing no more of ditties no moe,
Of dumps so dull and heavy;
The fraud of men was ever so,
Since summer first was leavy:
Then sigh not so, but let them go,
And be you blithe and bonny,
Converting all your sounds of woe
Into Hey nonny, nonny