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    Quote Originally Posted by Chubbs View Post
    Found a collection of her work, I think she's great.
    http://www.bbc.co.uk/radio2/shows/vine/poem.shtml
    Good one for Derby Tup:

    Tea

    Backbone of the British nations,
    Stiffener of upper lips,
    All the isles' rejuvenations:
    Lipton's, Typhoo, PG Tips.

    Hitler, death, divorce or child-birth;
    After stern, hard times are gone,
    Britain reaches for her teabags,
    Sighs and puts the kettle on.

    Shall we? Assam or Darjeeling ?
    Orange Pekoe or Earl Grey?
    Nothing gives so firm a feeling
    We can fight another day.

    Those with damned eccentric palates
    May prefer the Camomile,
    Rosehip, Fennel, Nettle, Kiwi.
    Drink that good-time muck awhile.

    But, when sad, bad times are on us;
    Change or bombs or lovers gone,
    Britain yearns a proper cuppa,
    Sighs and puts her kettle on.

    Lucy Berry
    Brilliant, thanks Chubbs. I have been drinking a lot of tea lately and it certainly has made me feel better.

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    I just read that again, and on first reading I thought that it was because something horrible was going to happen to the kiddies, but it is just about growing up I think now, so that's not such a bad thing.

    Quote Originally Posted by Chubbs View Post
    Heard this earlier in the week, it touched me and knew it would strike a chord with most on this thread. Forgive me but don't know the title.

    The father reading to his girl
    some little tale they always read
    is unaware that this may be
    the last one that she'll ever need
    she's grown past stories softly read
    by daddy sitting on the bed.

    The mother with her muddy son
    kicking a football in the park
    cannot sense as they wander home
    through chilly, soft approaching dark
    this was the last time they'd come out
    to kick that happy ball about.

    How secret sneaky-soft they come
    those last times when we'll kiss it better
    hold their hand across the road
    or lift them up to post a letter
    they pass unmarked, unnoticed for
    we're not so needed anymore.

    So the abandoned fairy tales and
    nursery rhymes that mummy sings
    leave behind soft toys and us
    and put away their childish things
    a loss so small, our loss the greater
    un-missed, un-mourned until years later.

    Lucy Berry

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    short and sweet.....

    Its Platonic

    Platonic my eye,

    I yearn
    for the fullness
    of your tongue
    making me
    burst forth
    pleasure after pleasure,
    after dark,

    soaking all my dreams.

    Rita Ann Higgins

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    "Platonic my eye" I like that line!

    Quote Originally Posted by freckle View Post
    short and sweet.....

    Its Platonic

    Platonic my eye,

    I yearn
    for the fullness
    of your tongue
    making me
    burst forth
    pleasure after pleasure,
    after dark,

    soaking all my dreams.

    Rita Ann Higgins

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    [quote=Stef F;310156]Good evening Freckle

    My fire alarm is up and running
    it took two batteries the greedy thing
    now I can sleep easy in my bed!

    Phew!........me too nice one stef

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    Quote Originally Posted by Harry H Howgill View Post
    A lovely and thoughtful poem, but there are some things I don't like to dwell on for too long.
    I may not have kids but I can relate to the poem...I remember the day when I realised that my little terrier would soon no longer fit in my backpack when I went cycling....it was a day of sadness...now she is chubby, grumpy, hairy and a bit deaf, I guess it happens to us all!

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    Quote Originally Posted by freckle View Post
    short and sweet.....

    Its Platonic

    Platonic my eye,

    I yearn
    for the fullness
    of your tongue
    making me
    burst forth
    pleasure after pleasure,
    after dark,

    soaking all my dreams.

    Rita Ann Higgins
    pheww...that's short and to the point, very steamy!! I like it

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    Re: Today's poet

    Just to add to the list of vehicular mishaps that seem to have happened to fell poets recently, I managed to fall of my bike tonight. While it was stationary on the turbo! One minute I was peddling quite enthusiastically, next minute draped over the tumble dryer with the instant shock turning to giggles.

    Note to self: Check back wheel is fastened on correctly before starting next time.

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    Re: Today's poet

    Kisses

    Kisses kept are wasted;
    Love is to be tasted.
    There are some you love, I know;
    Be not loathe to tell them so.
    Lips go dry and eyes grow wet
    Waiting to be warmly met.
    Keep them not in waiting yet;
    Kisses kept are wasted.

    Edmund Vance Cooke

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    Alf's poem about dreams was lovely and it somehow reminded me of one of my all time fave's which was posted in the early days of this thread.....

    Lullaby

    Lay your sleeping head, my love,
    Human on my faithless arm;
    Time and fevers burn away
    Individual beauty from
    Thoughtful children, and the grave
    Proves the child ephemeral:
    But in my arms till break of day
    Let the living creature lie,
    Mortal, guility, but to me
    The entirely beautiful.

    Soul and body have no bounds:
    To lovers as they lie upon
    Her tolerant enchanted slope
    In their ordinary swoon,
    Grave the vision Venus sends
    Of supernatural sympathy,
    Universal love and hope;
    While abstract insight wakes
    Among the glaciers and the rocks
    The hermit's sensual ecstasy.

    Certainty, fidelity
    On the stroke of midnight pass
    Like vibrations of a bell,
    And fashionable madmen raise
    Their pedantic boring cry:
    Every farthing of the cost,
    All the dreaded cards foretell,
    Shall be paid, but from this night
    Not a whisper, not a thought,
    Not a kiss nor look be lost.

    Beauty, midnight, vision dies:
    Let the winds of dawn that blow
    Softly round your dreaming head
    Such a day of sweetness show
    Eye and knocking heart may bless,
    Find your mortal world enough;
    Noons of dryness see you fed
    By the involuntary powers,
    Nights of insult let you pass
    Watched by every human love.

    W.H. Auden

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