Today's poet

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Originally Posted by Old Whippet

5 miles on a rubber strip
going nowhere fast on a
treadmill - literally

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Ah well at least you got the miles in one way or another...unlike me this week!...and there is more snow out there...thinking of taking up cross country ski ing for the school run tomorrow!......nice haiku by the way :)

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Originally Posted by Old Whippet

5 miles on a rubber strip
going nowhere fast on a
treadmill - literally

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Whippet, life's too short
for indoor rubbery fun
Borrowdale; or gym?!

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Originally Posted by freckle

The river
One day a pet lamb felt weary,
sad nets for blue eyes
A friend said "now come on petal,
lets have no more cries
Your lonely now wor canny lass,
but right enough with time,
You’ll see again the high lights,
right here on the Tyne,
Your da ‘ll be there,
with that indefinable smile
and gently he’ll guide you back
to that inexhaustible mine
the safe harbour you forgot
was there waiting all the time




your heart, you very own heart."

http://newcastlephotos.blogspot.com/...ghthouses.html

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I was googling this for the author..... and eventually realised this is yours! Very touching, sad and hopeful.

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Originally Posted by Old Whippet

I was googling this for the author..... and eventually realised this is yours! Very touching, sad and hopeful.

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thanks OW....have you ever seen the low and high lights?...they are lovely enigmatic buildings i think which have personal resonance for me as my father grew up close by....:)

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Originally Posted by Derby Tup

Whippet, life's too short
for indoor rubbery fun
Borrowdale; or gym?!

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Bessyboot, Esk Hause,
Sca Fell Pike, Sty Head, Gable
Dale Head......or gym? hmmm.

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Originally Posted by Harry H Howgill

blue silk sky, pink thread
contrail comet – fire to ice
watercolour sundown

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been looking forward to a triple H original for a while - you didn't disappoint!

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Originally Posted by freckle

thanks OW....have you ever seen the low and high lights?...they are lovely enigmatic buildings i think which have personal resonance for me as my father grew up close by....:)

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used to go and scoff my sandwiches close by in my last job whenever i thought up an excuse to miss the soul destroying daily lunchtime meeting.

I like space, me, as you've probably guessed, so I was delighted to find this gem...:)

Nothing Ventured
by Kay Ryan

Nothing exists as a block
and cannot be parceled up.
So if nothing's ventured
it's not just talk;
it's the big wager.
Don't you wonder
how people think
the banks of space
and time don't matter?
How they'll drain
the big tanks down to
slime and salamanders
and want thanks?

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Originally Posted by Mossdog

I like space, me, as you've probably guessed, so I was delighted to find this gem...:)

Nothing Ventured
by Kay Ryan

Nothing exists as a block
and cannot be parceled up.
So if nothing's ventured
it's not just talk;
it's the big wager.
Don't you wonder
how people think
the banks of space
and time don't matter?
How they'll drain
the big tanks down to
slime and salamanders
and want thanks?

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Indeed space and silence seems to have been on your mind mossy :) i liked this poem, in particular the idea that "nothing exists as a block and cannot be parcelled up"

Ballad
by Sonia Sanchez

(after the spanish)


forgive me if i laugh
you are so sure of love
you are so young
and i too old to learn of love.

the rain exploding
in the air is love
the grass excreting her
green wax is love
and stones remembering
past steps is love,
but you. you are too young
for love
and i too old.

once. what does it matter
when or who, i knew
of love.
i fixed my body
under his and went
to sleep in love
all trace of me
was wiped away

forgive me if i smile
young heiress of a naked dream
you are so young
and i too old to learn of love.