Today's poet

[freckle]

Thank you Mossdog you are so sweet :-) nice to see you back on the thread after a little break :-) :-)

[Harry H Howgill]

Don't you dare change a word freckle, that's so very lovely and straight from the heart and it made me both want to cry and smile simultaneously.

I quite agree.

That's lovely Freckle. I think it succeeds in being beautiful as it is. You might feel as though there are some bits you might like to edit, but I for one can't see where it might need improving.

If only the little darling would be happy with a poem for Christmas.

[Harry H Howgill]

Sigh........................sometimes i wish i had your existence HHH! i've been stuck inside all day!...oh well at least i have Hip Hop and two eccentric children to keep me going tonight! nice one HHH

This was Boxing Day 2006. Pre kiddiewinkles.

I even had time to go back again the next day! It isn't like that now.

[Mossdog]

Touched by an Angel

We, unaccustomed to courage
exiles from delight
live coiled in shells of loneliness
until love leaves its high holy temple
and comes into our sight
to liberate us into life.

Love arrives
and in its train come ecstasies
old memories of pleasure
ancient histories of pain.
Yet if we are bold,
love strikes away the chains of fear
from our souls.

We are weaned from our timidity
In the flush of love's light
we dare be brave
And suddenly we see
that love costs all we are
and will ever be.
Yet it is only love
which sets us free.

Maya Angelou

[Harry H Howgill]

Oooh. I like that.

No pain, no gain.

Touched by an Angel

We, unaccustomed to courage
exiles from delight
live coiled in shells of loneliness
until love leaves its high holy temple
and comes into our sight
to liberate us into life.

Love arrives
and in its train come ecstasies
old memories of pleasure
ancient histories of pain.
Yet if we are bold,
love strikes away the chains of fear
from our souls.

We are weaned from our timidity
In the flush of love's light
we dare be brave
And suddenly we see
that love costs all we are
and will ever be.
Yet it is only love
which sets us free.

Maya Angelou

[freckle]

Touched by an Angel

We, unaccustomed to courage
exiles from delight
live coiled in shells of loneliness
until love leaves its high holy temple
and comes into our sight
to liberate us into life.

Love arrives
and in its train come ecstasies
old memories of pleasure
ancient histories of pain.
Yet if we are bold,
love strikes away the chains of fear
from our souls.

We are weaned from our timidity
In the flush of love's light
we dare be brave
And suddenly we see
that love costs all we are
and will ever be.
Yet it is only love
which sets us free.

Maya Angelou

Ah, the paradox of love...pain and pleasure infused with the fear of loss....what a beautiful poem Mossdog, as my daughter would say "You have outdone yourself here with this one!"...lovely

[Hes]

Freckle that link is bl***dy fantastic - got me rolling around the floor in fits of laughter. I taught infants many moons ago and the BGGruff was a staple. If only I'd had a Hip Hop version then.

So are any of you dudes up for a fellrunning rap?:

So like i said...
I got inov8s on my feet
ain't got time, gotta keep to the beat,
gotta keep on pounding to the top,
ain't no way I'm gonna stop...

I say, 'Hey Dude' get outta my way!
gonna blitz this mountain, whatja say?
Gotma High5, that's ma gel
Gonna get to the top of this F'ing fell!!!


Ok, ok, more hip-replacement than hip hop - but FUN

Oh my goodness....you both have had me in stitches. That Youtube clip is amazing, that big goat is a mean motherf****r. Liking the rap Mossdog, you may have started something!

[Hes]

First draft, very rough....

Sophie

My bairn
My little orator
Before you could talk
You conversed in the art
Of blowing raspberries!
At 18 months you stunned nanna
With your recital of “The owl and the pussycat”
So, I stood up my bonnie lass
When one day the words came out gobbledigook.

One minute bouncing up and down
On ma and da’s bed
The next lying on the sofa
A mottled translucence
"Eee look at those sausages"
Except they were uncle Dave's fingers

In an hour in a hospital bed
No words then, no chitter chatter
Little noises, heavy laden eyes.
A night of uncertainty
Mottles morphing into ghastly ink spots
In ever increasing numbers
I looked at your limbs wondering if
They would always be there.

Then an unlikely saviour arrives
With his posse of ashen faced helpers
A man whose eloquence, unlike you my pet
Was not his strong point
Blunt yet exquisitely logical
He pronounced that action was now needed.
Then the strange and painful little worms
Were fed with difficulty into your beautiful veins
And the fight began

Three days and three nights you lay
Moaning and cursing in your fathers arms
Your little “pea in a pod”
Mam nursed a new born sis
Trying not to think....the unthinkable

Eventually the lesions faded
A few little craters remind us
Inanother 3 weeks you walked again

And now...What of you now my little darling?
All age six of you?
Well, now, what bliss, we can’t get a word in edgeways!


http://www.meningitis.org/

God Freckle, that was so moving. I really mean that. I can't begin to imagine how difficult that time must have been for you. Sophie will read that one day and love you even more than she thought possible.

[Old Whippet]

Right...i is off to read bed time stories in the chez freckle, my little one is obsessed with billy goats gruff, unfortunately we lost the book so we have been accessing various versions online...her particular favourite is this hip hop version which in a very tenous way could be regarded as "poetry"......its quite amusing anyway.....

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=xmz0Wy7wb_M#

laters ....

That was a hoot! I think I even understood it.
Wasn't expecting 3 Billy Goats Gruff tonight. Funny old thread.

[freckle]

Thank you Hes, it was pretty awful and scary, if i do anything sponsored these days i try and do it for menigitis research because it is really important that they find a vaccine for the strain that effected Sophie and so many other children and adults. they are very close to acheiving this which is good news but always need support. THe other key thing with meningitis is a quick response, the horrible rash is often the last thing to appear so if it does there is no messing about to be had. I put the link on so that if people are interested they can check out the signs and also find out what the research foundation does to help...right will stop preaching now! thanks again Hes x