Today's poet

[Nathaniel Lee]

Faith is not enough

Why won't you talk to me what have i done,
I've been left alone by you never to be seen again,
Always in the pit reaching for your son,
It seems that i've started early for my eternal pain.

Power,Principalities,Thrones and Dominions,
You seem to both fight it out on this earthly plane,
And use people like me your puppets,your minions,
I just want answers from either of you again.

If i'm in your image then you are everything that i be,
It would seem that you and i are more flawed than most,
So are you trying to tell me you were flesh and bone humanity,
Then why make up the story about the godhead ,son and ghost.

I would be happy to follow but faith's not my cup of tea,
Come show something to all of us then i might trust,
If i've understood you right then god is you,you and me,
This is the last chance i'm giving you to show your cards or go bust.

By Matt Harmston

[freckle]

'Spell' by Kate Clanchy (b. Glasgow, 1965)

If, at your desk, you push aside your work,
Take down a book, turn to this verse,
and read that I kneel here, pressing
my ear where on your chest the muscles
arch as great books part, in seagull curves,
bridging the seasounds of your heart,
and that your hands run through my hair,
draw the wayward mass to strands
as flat as scarlet silk-thread bookmarks,
and stroke my cheeks as if smoothing
back the tissue leaves from chilly,
plated pages, and pull me near to read my eyes alone,
then you shall see,
silvered and monochrome, yourself,
sitting at your desk, taking down a book,
turning to this verse, and then, my love,
you shall not know which one of us is reading,
now, which is writing, and which written.

[freckle]

Any of you guys live near Edale as i am going for a stroll around some of the skyline course as i find walk recceing generally gives me a more accurate picture and means i can concentrate on my running when i am training on the skyline as i have already soaked in more of the route by taking it easy on recce missions. This may not be everyones cup of tea but works for me. Plus i feel a bit crappy so should blow out cobwebs from my mind.

i love the idea of that tri mind but i am a bit tied up at the minute...i am crap at geography (like really really poor!) where is edale?

ps loved that poem...it never ceases t amaze me how much you write...nice one

[Nathaniel Lee]

Thanks freckle, Edale is near Hope in the Dark peak between sheffield and manchester and near kinder and a few other places.

[Harry H Howgill]

'Spell' by Kate Clanchy (b. Glasgow, 1965)

If, at your desk, you push aside your work,
Take down a book, turn to this verse,
and read that I kneel here, pressing
my ear where on your chest the muscles
arch as great books part, in seagull curves,
bridging the seasounds of your heart,
and that your hands run through my hair,
draw the wayward mass to strands
as flat as scarlet silk-thread bookmarks,
and stroke my cheeks as if smoothing
back the tissue leaves from chilly,
plated pages, and pull me near to read my eyes alone,
then you shall see,
silvered and monochrome, yourself,
sitting at your desk, taking down a book,
turning to this verse, and then, my love,
you shall not know which one of us is reading,
now, which is writing, and which written.

Nothing that good ever happens at my work. Well not today anyway.

A nice poem though.

[Harry H Howgill]

Any of you guys live near Edale as i am going for a stroll around some of the skyline course as i find walk recceing generally gives me a more accurate picture and means i can concentrate on my running when i am training on the skyline as i have already soaked in more of the route by taking it easy on recce missions. This may not be everyones cup of tea but works for me. Plus i feel a bit crappy so should blow out cobwebs from my mind.

It is beautiful round there. Have a good day out TM. Which bit are you planning to do? Kinder side or Mam Tor to Lose Hill ridge?

[Nathaniel Lee]

Whatever takes my fancy tomorrow. Still got snow up there HHH ?.

[Harry H Howgill]

Whatever takes my fancy tomorrow. Still got snow up there HHH ?.

Not as much as yesterday. It looks like there is still some in patches on the tops, but I've been in the clouds most of the day.

[freckle]

Nothing that good ever happens at my work. Well not today anyway.

A nice poem though.

Or did it?......as vic reeves would say....ovanuuuuuuuuuuuu

[Nathaniel Lee]

The Devil In Me.

The night is when it finds me most,
He slips in silently as a ghost,
Every time he eggs me on to do things that are not safe for me.

Daring me to drink,smoke,inject and cut,
Exquisite tortures for me are infinite,
Visage changing when i look in the mirror,
Incarnate evil reflection shows i will deliver,
Love doing this to myself,killing myself ruining my health.

In ecstasy i feel the crimson flow out of me,
Never doubting the moments purity.

My time is done the nurse has seen me in my cell,
Everything goes black i will try it again tomorrow don't tell.

By Matt Harmston