Today's poet

[Harry H Howgill]

They could visit this place

Brilliant

I'm astounded at your knowledge of arses of the Midlands!

[freckle]

Mmmmm who is darker than plath?....why hughes of course!!!! (at times)...but not necessarily in this one...!!!!

Lovesong

He loved her and she loved him.
His kisses sucked out her whole past and future or tried to
He had no other appetite
She bit him she gnawed him she sucked
She wanted him complete inside her
Safe and sure forever and ever
Their little cries fluttered into the curtains

Her eyes wanted nothing to get away
Her looks nailed down his hands his wrists his elbows
He gripped her hard so that life
Should not drag her from that moment
He wanted all future to cease
He wanted to topple with his arms round her
Off that moment's brink and into nothing
Or everlasting or whatever there was

Her embrace was an immense press
To print him into her bones
His smiles were the garrets of a fairy palace
Where the real world would never come
Her smiles were spider bites
So he would lie still till she felt hungry
His words were occupying armies
Her laughs were an assassin's attempts
His looks were bullets daggers of revenge
His glances were ghosts in the corner with horrible secrets
His whispers were whips and jackboots
Her kisses were lawyers steadily writing
His caresses were the last hooks of a castaway
Her love-tricks were the grinding of locks
And their deep cries crawled over the floors
Like an animal dragging a great trap
His promises were the surgeon's gag
Her promises took the top off his skull
She would get a brooch made of it
His vows pulled out all her sinews
He showed her how to make a love-knot
Her vows put his eyes in formalin
At the back of her secret drawer
Their screams stuck in the wall

Their heads fell apart into sleep like the two halves
Of a lopped melon, but love is hard to stop

In their entwined sleep they exchanged arms and legs
In their dreams their brains took each other hostage

In the morning they wore each other's face

[Old Whippet]

I guessed what the link was without looking at it

Was down in that part of the Peak on Sunday for Tanky's. A wonderful area

Yep - a canny looking arse.
And DT - i also have the see-through vinyl John Cooper Clarke 10" disc. Beasley Street, Gimmix, Gaberdeen Angus, Twat, Majorca and the Bronze Adonis, Kung Fu international & probably more. I particularly like his put-down to a heckler "I can't hear you, mate, your mouth's full of shit!".

[Harry H Howgill]

Mmmmm who is darker than plath?....why hughes of course!!!! (at times)...but not necessarily in this one...!!!!

Lovesong

He loved her and she loved him.
His kisses sucked out her whole past and future or tried to
He had no other appetite
She bit him she gnawed him she sucked
She wanted him complete inside her
Safe and sure forever and ever
Their little cries fluttered into the curtains

Her eyes wanted nothing to get away
Her looks nailed down his hands his wrists his elbows
He gripped her hard so that life
Should not drag her from that moment
He wanted all future to cease
He wanted to topple with his arms round her
Off that moment's brink and into nothing
Or everlasting or whatever there was

Her embrace was an immense press
To print him into her bones
His smiles were the garrets of a fairy palace
Where the real world would never come
Her smiles were spider bites
So he would lie still till she felt hungry
His words were occupying armies
Her laughs were an assassin's attempts
His looks were bullets daggers of revenge
His glances were ghosts in the corner with horrible secrets
His whispers were whips and jackboots
Her kisses were lawyers steadily writing
His caresses were the last hooks of a castaway
Her love-tricks were the grinding of locks
And their deep cries crawled over the floors
Like an animal dragging a great trap
His promises were the surgeon's gag
Her promises took the top off his skull
She would get a brooch made of it
His vows pulled out all her sinews
He showed her how to make a love-knot
Her vows put his eyes in formalin
At the back of her secret drawer
Their screams stuck in the wall

Their heads fell apart into sleep like the two halves
Of a lopped melon, but love is hard to stop

In their entwined sleep they exchanged arms and legs
In their dreams their brains took each other hostage

In the morning they wore each other's face

Wowee. That's kind of intense.

[freckle]

Wowee. That's kind of intense.

Yup!....that ted hughes he was a right one! boy would i have liked to have met him...................ahem......

[Derby Tup]

And DT - i also have the see-through vinyl John Cooper Clarke 10" disc. Beasley Street, Gimmix, Gaberdeen Angus, Twat, Majorca and the Bronze Adonis, Kung Fu international & probably more. I particularly like his put-down to a heckler "I can't hear you, mate, your mouth's full of shit!".

I've seen him live three or four times and he's brilliant and very funny. 'I was going to read you some of Tennyson's stuff tonight, but why should I, he never read any of mine!'

[freckle]

I've seen him live three or four times and he's brilliant and very funny. 'I was going to read you some of Tennyson's stuff tonight, but why should I, he never read any of mine!'

he is doing a gig at york on jan 22nd...see below...

http://www.seetickets.com/see/price....lg&code=410401

i might see if i can make it, although it might drive me a bit potty if this is anything to go by...
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=OGWhj...eature=related

[Derby Tup]

he is doing a gig at york on jan 22nd...see below...

http://www.seetickets.com/see/price....lg&code=410401

i might see if i can make it

Wonder if we could have our FPS vests ready in time ....

[XRunner]

Brilliant

I'm astounded at your knowledge!

Try reading the epic 20,000 line poem:-

The Twelve Parts of Derbyshire by Edward Boaden Thomas

There are copies on Ebay and ABE

I have a first edition (all four volumes) leather bound presentation copy
with a personal dedication by the author.

[Derby Tup]

Fifteen quid Frank Sidebottom Looks like a good do!