REGRETS! REGRETS! REGRETS!
Regrets, regrets, regrets
You can never get enough of them
You can’t run from them
You cant’ hide from then
You’ll never have the time to decide
Whether or not it will become one
You’ll end up blowing like a leaf in the wind
You will wither
Wither until you’re gone
Unless you can pick yourself up from the dangerous fall
anthony colon
Like that Hes, even get a mention in it.Originally Posted by Hes
My Dad had Sea Fever, retired to Wales and lived about 100 yards from the beach, it was a religion to walk down there every night and sit for a while, whatever the weather, Happy Days
Life without TV, my kids have lots of books and Roald Dahl DVD's
TELEVISION
The most important thing we've learned,
So far as children are concerned,
Is never, NEVER, NEVER let
Them near your television set --
Or better still, just don't install
The idiotic thing at all.
In almost every house we've been,
We've watched them gaping at the screen.
They loll and slop and lounge about,
And stare until their eyes pop out.
(Last week in someone's place we saw
A dozen eyeballs on the floor.)
They sit and stare and stare and sit
Until they're hypnotised by it,
Until they're absolutely drunk
With all that shocking ghastly junk.
Oh yes, we know it keeps them still,
They don't climb out the window sill,
They never fight or kick or punch,
They leave you free to cook the lunch
And wash the dishes in the sink --
But did you ever stop to think,
To wonder just exactly what
This does to your beloved tot?
IT ROTS THE SENSE IN THE HEAD!
IT KILLS IMAGINATION DEAD!
IT CLOGS AND CLUTTERS UP THE MIND!
IT MAKES A CHILD SO DULL AND BLIND
HE CAN NO LONGER UNDERSTAND
A FANTASY, A FAIRYLAND!
HIS BRAIN BECOMES AS SOFT AS CHEESE!
HIS POWERS OF THINKING RUST AND FREEZE!
HE CANNOT THINK -- HE ONLY SEES!
'All right!' you'll cry. 'All right!' you'll say,
'But if we take the set away,
What shall we do to entertain
Our darling children? Please explain!'
We'll answer this by asking you,
'What used the darling ones to do?
'How used they keep themselves contented
Before this monster was invented?'
Have you forgotten? Don't you know?
We'll say it very loud and slow:
THEY ... USED ... TO ... READ! They'd READ and READ,
AND READ and READ, and then proceed
To READ some more. Great Scott! Gadzooks!
One half their lives was reading books!
The nursery shelves held books galore!
Books cluttered up the nursery floor!
And in the bedroom, by the bed,
More books were waiting to be read!
Such wondrous, fine, fantastic tales
Of dragons, gypsies, queens, and whales
And treasure isles, and distant shores
Where smugglers rowed with muffled oars,
And pirates wearing purple pants,
And sailing ships and elephants,
And cannibals crouching 'round the pot,
Stirring away at something hot.
(It smells so good, what can it be?
Good gracious, it's Penelope.)
The younger ones had Beatrix Potter
With Mr. Tod, the dirty rotter,
And Squirrel Nutkin, Pigling Bland,
And Mrs. Tiggy-Winkle and-
Just How The Camel Got His Hump,
And How the Monkey Lost His Rump,
And Mr. Toad, and bless my soul,
There's Mr. Rate and Mr. Mole-
Oh, books, what books they used to know,
Those children living long ago!
So please, oh please, we beg, we pray,
Go throw your TV set away,
And in its place you can install
A lovely bookshelf on the wall.
Then fill the shelves with lots of books,
Ignoring all the dirty looks,
The screams and yells, the bites and kicks,
And children hitting you with sticks-
Fear not, because we promise you
That, in about a week or two
Of having nothing else to do,
They'll now begin to feel the need
Of having something to read.
And once they start -- oh boy, oh boy!
You watch the slowly growing joy
That fills their hearts. They'll grow so keen
They'll wonder what they'd ever seen
In that ridiculous machine,
That nauseating, foul, unclean,
Repulsive television screen!
And later, each and every kid
Will love you more for what you did.
Roald Dahl
And they fight over which channel to watch
Your day sounds inspiring Hes and I loved this poem, i'm off to bed soon but it made me think that i will go and hunt down some more sea poems....perhaps tomorrow, a lovely night on here with some great original stuff and introductions to poems and authors i hadn't seen before , lovely!........night all
Night freckle
I just get stuck into the thread and the phone goes but it was nice to chat to my mate who has finally passed his driving test aged 42! So where were we? My mum sounds like your dad Merry. After Dad died, she moved to Penzance and spends most days by the sea at some point. I am a little obsessed with it myself but seem to have managed to live equidistant between east and west coasts!Like that Hes, even get a mention in it.
My Dad had Sea Fever, retired to Wales and lived about 100 yards from the beach, it was a religion to walk down there every night and sit for a while, whatever the weather, Happy Days
I have a poetry book called 'The sea, the sea!' could be a good source for tomorrow evenings poems! Night Freckle.xYour day sounds inspiring Hes and I loved this poem, i'm off to bed soon but it made me think that i will go and hunt down some more sea poems....perhaps tomorrow, a lovely night on here with some great original stuff and introductions to poems and authors i hadn't seen before , lovely!........night all
As someone who doesn't own a tv, I really love the Dahl poem Merry!
Well done your mate, suppose insurance is cheaper if you leave it longer.
Love the sea, but only see it on holidays, not sure what equidistant means, but i live smack- bang in the middle of the country
Ha ha...its this poetry thread...it gets me all thesaurused and vocabularised!Well done your mate, suppose insurance is cheaper if you leave it longer.
Love the sea, but only see it on holidays, not sure what equidistant means, but i live smack- bang in the middle of the country
I only passed my test one and half years ago, had to make do with a bicycle for a year (I was blooming fit but my race times have improved now I no longer cycle to them) and then my motorbike. It is so nice to have a car for some of the time and actually be able to arrive at races intact, with some energy left, warm and on time!
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