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    Re: Today's poet

    Quote Originally Posted by Herakles View Post
    Perspective.

    Student,
    Doctor,
    Lawyer,
    Nurse,
    Friend,
    Lover,
    Father,
    Brother,
    Mother,
    Sister,
    Daughter,
    Son,
    Freedom Fighter ?.,
    Terrorist ?.

    By Herakles.
    i like this...have you managed to eat today? you are so busy i wonder!!!! amazing

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    I have Freckle Regards Harry and the fells i suggested to him that we tie fishing wire round each of our waists and he can drag us along by my reckoning we should all finish in the top ten.

  3. #6283

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    Meeting Point
    Louise Macneice

    Time was away and somewhere else,
    There were two glasses and two chairs
    And two people with the one pulse
    (Somebody stopped the moving stairs)
    Time was away and somewhere else.

    And they were neither up nor down;
    The stream's music did not stop
    Flowing through heather, limpid brown,
    Although they sat in a coffee shop
    And they were neither up nor down.

    The bell was silent in the air
    Holding its inverted poise -
    Between the clang and clang a flower,
    A brazen calyx of no noise:
    The bell was silent in the air.

    The camels crossed the miles of sand
    That stretched around the cups and plates;
    The desert was their own, they planned
    To portion out the stars and dates:
    The camels crossed the miles of sand.

    Time was away and somewhere else.
    The waiter did not come, the clock
    Forgot them and the radio waltz
    Came out like water from a rock:
    Time was away and somewhere else.

    Her fingers flicked away the ash
    That bloomed again in tropic trees:
    Not caring if the markets crash
    When they had forests such as these,
    Her fingers flicked away the ash.

    God or whatever means the Good
    Be praised that time can stop like this,
    That what the heart has understood
    Can verify in the body's peace
    God or whatever means the Good.

    Time was away and she was here
    And life no longer what it was,
    The bell was silent in the air
    And all the room one glow because
    Time was away and she was here.

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    I love this poet and this poem is beautifully constructed, i particularly like the line "time was away and somewhere else"

  4. #6284

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    Quote Originally Posted by Herakles View Post
    I have Freckle Regards Harry and the fells i suggested to him that we tie fishing wire round each of our waists and he can drag us along by my reckoning we should all finish in the top ten.
    this is a very good idea, why didn't I think of that one!

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    What have we done.

    2,200,000,000,000,
    A wonderful present,
    For all our children,
    To give thanks to their,
    Parents for this wonderful,
    World devoid of work,
    Pride ethics and housing,
    For the poor,
    But that's not all,
    That we left behind,
    Chesterfield by sea,
    I hope they don't mind,
    We did our best,
    Only wanted some fun,
    Now you need special,
    Clothing to go out in the sun,
    This is our legacy,
    The planet and government,
    That we passed on,
    Please do a better job,
    For your children's sake,
    Were sorry it wasn't,
    Meant to be like this.

    By Herakles

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    Quote Originally Posted by N-dubya View Post
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    We stood facing one another,
    six surrounding one.
    Eyes averting, aware of
    the shared emotions.
    Emotions which were bubbling
    at the surface
    like water on a rolling boil.
    Depth Of breath,
    Gave us away.
    As in unison we lifted,
    Spun on heel and toe.
    Then bgan our glide as
    We were led inside;
    six khaki swans

    My throat stung with guilt
    And the sharp edge of
    The box gnawed at the bone
    Beneath my tunic.
    So heavy a box to carry,
    So heavy a guilt to bare.

    In the flash that surrounds the sun,
    when the moon passes between.
    He had seen clarity on a dark day
    in his greyest hours. From a car,
    Witnessing the motions of celestial
    bodies, facing out a gaze lost to the ocean.
    Slowly the world melted into
    Unconsciousness and nausea, breathing
    Poisoned air. A mans' life aligned to
    a satellite and star his final breaths
    were of carbon monoxide
    in the front of his car.

    And now I have seen life
    reduced to nothing more
    Than a belt buckle and a shiny
    peaked hat. A memory
    that is fading from minds, but I tell you
    David you never will from mine
    I found that not only beautifully written but incredibly moving NDubya. It's brilliant.

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    Herakles...you've had an amazingly productive day!! Well done. I also loved DT's Duffy.

  8. #6288

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    I know this is the fell runners forum, but I love the sea, having lived pretty close to it all my life I can't imagine ever being more than a 15 walk away...i think it might freak me out!.......

    After the storm
    Derek Walcott

    There are so many islands!
    As many islands as the stars at night
    on that branched tree from which meteors are shaken
    like falling fruit around the schooner Flight.
    But things must fall,and so it always was,
    on one hand Venus,on the other Mars;
    fall,and are one,just as this earth is one
    island in archipelagoes of stars.
    My first friend was the sea.Now,is my last.
    I stop talking now.I work,then I read,
    cotching under a lantern hooked to the mast.
    I try to forget what happiness was,
    and when that don't work,I study the stars.
    Sometimes is just me,and the soft-scissored foam
    as the deck turn white and the moon open
    a cloud like a door,and the light over me
    is a road in white moonlight taking me home.
    Shabine sang to you from the depths of the sea.

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    Loved that freckle. Often feel fell runners are surfers of the land, over seas o'green. Could make a nice poem?

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    Quote Originally Posted by Chubbs View Post
    Loved that freckle. Often feel fell runners are surfers of the land, over seas o'green. Could make a nice poem?
    What a good observation and metaphor...i reckon you should write it tho dude!!!!!

    I loved the line about the sea being my first friend (and then the last) i really relate to that...there's been many a night when a walk by the sea has calmed me and restored a sense of equilbrium...i wonder do you live near the sea too? oh ii see you live in a pineapple under the sea...sounds cool

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