Today's poet

[Derby Tup]

Second verse in particular is great dom!

[Harry H Howgill]

Hi Hanneke, if you wanted to look at my work it is at this website.

www.hestercox.com

I'm entirely impressed. My favourite...

[Harry H Howgill]

This one reminds me of the hill on the road into Hawes.

[Mossdog]

A Poem – (taken from Sport & Play 17th March 1923)

The Athlete’s Medicine

What is it that impels a lad-
‘Neath winter skies, but thinly clad-
To turn out when going’s bad-
CROSS COUNTRY!

What is it that induces “crocks”-
Though short of wind and scant of locks-
To emulate the hare or fox?
CROSS COUNTRY!

No heed is paid to snow or rain,
They run for sport – no thought of gain-
And laugh at swamp or muddy lane,
CROSS COUNTRY!

“Youth will be served” some sage decreed;
But he who runs may also read,
Ralph Stanton still retains his speed-
CROSS COUNTRY!

When aught else fails your hopes to rouse,
Try furrowed fields for furrowed brows;
Just take it easy, walk the “ploughs”
CROSS COUNTRY!

Those over modest bookies who
Were missing when the ‘fav’ was due
Were no doubt seeking pastures new-
CROSS COUNTRY!

For young or old who nostrums seek
To bring back health to pallid cheek
I would prescribe one run per week
CROSS COUNTRY!

I love it! Thanks

[freckle]

I'm entirely impressed. My favourite...

isn't she just brilliant?.......... got to buy some at some point!!!!

no baby yet HHH? i'll look for some baby poems when i get a chance (no encylopedia just a browser) but its pretty full on round here at the minute what with halloween celebrations and my little girl's birthday party tomorrow (aaaaaaargh!)...and now i think i might be running in a race tomorrow (but that's real NICE!!!! and just what the doctor ordered after a day of tidying up/ironing/face painting and trick or treating!).....

love all the poems and haiku's that have been posted today, ain't this thread nice?

freckle

[Hes]

A Great Whernside Haiku

Go up up up up
up up up up up up trig
down down down down stop

pure genius!

[Hes]

isn't she just brilliant?.......... got to buy some at some point!!!!

no baby yet HHH? i'll look for some baby poems when i get a chance (no encylopedia just a browser) but its pretty full on round here at the minute what with halloween celebrations and my little girl's birthday party tomorrow (aaaaaaargh!)...and now i think i might be running in a race tomorrow (but that's real NICE!!!! and just what the doctor ordered after a day of tidying up/ironing/face painting and trick or treating!).....

love all the poems and haiku's that have been posted today, ain't this thread nice?

freckle

Thanks very much for the nice comments Freckle and HHH, I am touched and appreciate you taking time to have a look at my work. It is the arts festival in Masham this week and the reason why I am not getting time to post on this brilliant thread but we did have 'Poems and a Pint' today and I've discovered that Masham is the home of some really great poets. I'll post one later today after Feasting with the Peace Artistes!
ps...Freckle, so glad you started this thread and your idea for a book has so much potential.

[Hes]

This one reminds me of the hill on the road into Hawes.

That is really bizarre...a lady at my printmaking workshop said the very same thing yesterday. She said it is called Lady Hill and that the trees there are scots pines. I am going to go and take a look. This print is from about 8 years ago and inspired by various clumps of trees on iron age hill forts.

Give me a land of boughs in leaf,
A land of tree that stand;
Where trees are fallen there is grief
I love no leafless land...

A.E. Houseman

[freckle]

been trawling....

and found this little one HHH, you are right there is a lot of sickly stuff out there!...this one is short and sweet tho..

birth is beginning,
Hope is its name-
A child gives meaning to the world.

Shalom Freedman

[XRunner]

Call Out the Mountain Rescue
a poem by Pam Ayres

Call out the Mountain Rescue!
I came up for a lark,
But the night is getting chilly,
And the fells are getting dark,
My shoe's lost its stiletto heel,
My frock is feeling thin,
Call out the Mountain Rescue,
And let's get taken in.

Call out the Mountain Rescue!
Let them search the hills and vales,
Swathed in ropes and cables,
Like a team of Chippendales,
Release the search and rescue dogs!
They'll find me by smell,
I ate a Kendal Mint Cake,
And I'm wearing my Chanel.

Call out the Mountain Rescue!
I am stranded on a crag,
My hairstyle's badly damaged
And I've snapped my shoulder bag,
I'm utterly exhausted,
Cannot move another inch,
So hail the helicopter
I am ready for the winch.

Call out the Mountain Rescue!
Wrap me warm and well
Lay me on a stretcher bed
And bear me down the fell.
Heal me with your tenderness,
Drench me with your sorrow,
Drop me off at home
I'll call you out again tomorrow.