Today's poet

[freckle]

I have abandoned the ironing for now and am finishing off the xmas brandy...its a dirty job but someone has got to do it !

feeling all nostalgic...remember this corker? (i like the pic too....soooooooooo romantic!)

http://www.jwwaterhouse.com/view.cfm?recordid=20

[Harry H Howgill]

now there's a perspective on ironing that i'd never considered.
Me...I like to put old school heavy metal music on and iron. Something about the incongruity makes the time fly and leaves me smiling.

I'm a wallop-the-shirt-through-the-tumble-dryer man and hope that it doesn't get warm enough for me to have to take my fleece off during the day!

[freckle]

I'm a wallop-the-shirt-through-the-tumble-dryer man and hope that it doesn't get warm enough for me to have to take my fleece off during the day!

Yes but Harry....that's why everything shrinks pet!...says Nigella Lawson, domestic goddess....Naaaaaat.....

think there's a poem in that is there not?

[Harry H Howgill]

I have abandoned the ironing for now and am finishing off the xmas brandy...its a dirty job but someone has got to do it !

feeling all nostalgic...remember this corker? (i like the pic too....soooooooooo romantic!)

http://www.jwwaterhouse.com/view.cfm?recordid=20

Great picture. So much to read into it once you start looking past the obvious. That is the reddest red I've ever seen!

[Harry H Howgill]

An Unforgotten Country

by: Florence Peacock



My friend, I may not see your face,
Nor watch each well-remembered grace,
But you will always hold a place



Within my memory; though we stand
So far apart; the sea and land
Divide us; and we clasp not hand.



Yet, dear, I know, though some forget
The past, you will remember yet
The country were we two first met.



Deep in your heart it will remain,
With all its mingled joy and pain;
The past is past, and not in vain.



We would not have it back once more,
From that far-distant silent shore,
Where there is rest for evermore.



Nay, rather let us turn our eyes
To where the future hidden lies
From us. Beneath the clear blue skies



The world may have for you in store
A gift we dream not of; ay, more,
Belovèd, than it gave of yore.



But, dear one, you will ne'er forget
The country where we two first met,
The country that you love so yet.

[freckle]

Great picture. So much to read into it once you start looking past the obvious. That is the reddest red I've ever seen!

i have often wondered if this is rosetti's reposte to the aforementioned poem?.......but i could just be trying to be clever...its massive so if you can't be bothered reading it all i recommend the first two verses which are so well written, awesome imagery..............

http://theotherpages.org/poems/roset01.html

[freckle]

An Unforgotten Country

by: Florence Peacock



My friend, I may not see your face,
Nor watch each well-remembered grace,
But you will always hold a place



Within my memory; though we stand
So far apart; the sea and land
Divide us; and we clasp not hand.



Yet, dear, I know, though some forget
The past, you will remember yet
The country were we two first met.



Deep in your heart it will remain,
With all its mingled joy and pain;
The past is past, and not in vain.



We would not have it back once more,
From that far-distant silent shore,
Where there is rest for evermore.



Nay, rather let us turn our eyes
To where the future hidden lies
From us. Beneath the clear blue skies



The world may have for you in store
A gift we dream not of; ay, more,
Belovèd, than it gave of yore.



But, dear one, you will ne'er forget
The country where we two first met,
The country that you love so yet.

Bravo!..........and sigh...............................

[Harry H Howgill]

Yes but Harry....that's why everything shrinks pet!...says Nigella Lawson, domestic goddess....Naaaaaat.....

think there's a poem in that is there not?

And there was me thinking my muscles were getting bigger!

Now Harry's no great ironing fan,
And he thought of a great master plan.
So he bought a big dryer,
And turned it up higher,
Now his shirt fits his lad's Action Man

[freckle]

And there was me thinking my muscles were getting bigger!

Now Harry's no great ironing fan,
And he thought of a great master plan.
So he bought a big dryer,
And turned it up higher,
Now his shirt fits his lad's Action Man

Now this is pure class Harry!..............made me laff out loud!

[Old Whippet]

And there was me thinking my muscles were getting bigger!

Now Harry's no great ironing fan,
And he thought of a great master plan.
So he bought a big dryer,
And turned it up higher,
Now his shirt fits his lad's Action Man

Oh dear. I'm back on the drink and the limericks have started. There's a chance that this'll get messy!