Today's poet

[Hes]

Blimey. Just seen the time. Early morning tomorrow so I will scarper. Thanks for tonight's company and I'll be back soon I'm sure.

night all
x

Night night HHH!

[Hes]

me too, night all....

Night Freckle!x

[Hes]

Thoughts of you all.

I don't want to go fell running,
I don't want to be seen,
People will see me coming,
They will think it obscene,
Can't shift the weight,
No matter how i try,
My image i hate,
It makes me want to cry,
I don't think i'll go the anni waltz,
Embarrassed to be seen by you,
It's none of your faults,
Have a good day and all finish too.

By Herakles

Awww Herakles, please don't worry. You will be amongst friends and I'm sure I speak for most of us when I say that I am just excited to be meeting a few of the fell poets at long last and have no expectations of people's appearence or ability...they aren't important to me. Being able to talk to you all in the flesh and hopefully sharing an amazing and challenging experience is what matters. I think this thread shows how supportive and non-judgemental we all are, you included, and I really do hope that you'll come.

[Hes]

I'm off to bed too, I don't want to ruin this feeling of being almost back to normal by being exhausted again...night all!xx

[Harry H Howgill]

Awww Herakles, please don't worry. You will be amongst friends and I'm sure I speak for most of us when I say that I am just excited to be meeting a few of the fell poets at long last and have no expectations of people's appearence or ability...they aren't important to me. Being able to talk to you all in the flesh and hopefully sharing an amazing and challenging experience is what matters. I think this thread shows how supportive and non-judgemental we all are, you included, and I really do hope that you'll come.

Herakles, I can only echo what Hes said; You will be amongst freinds so it would be good to see you there. Even if you decide not to run there are always the kiddies races for the family and we'll all need cheering on as we come of Cat Bells. So don't give up on the day even if you don't fancy racing.

[stevefoster]

Awww Herakles, please don't worry. You will be amongst friends and I'm sure I speak for most of us when I say that I am just excited to be meeting a few of the fell poets at long last and have no expectations of people's appearence or ability...they aren't important to me. Being able to talk to you all in the flesh and hopefully sharing an amazing and challenging experience is what matters. I think this thread shows how supportive and non-judgemental we all are, you included, and I really do hope that you'll come.

Herakles, I can only echo what Hes said; You will be amongst freinds so it would be good to see you there. Even if you decide not to run there are always the kiddies races for the family and we'll all need cheering on as we come of Cat Bells. So don't give up on the day even if you don't fancy racing.

Nicely put by Hes and Harry, appearance and ability matter not, we are not flawless, perfect, supermodel celebrities (cosmetically enhanced and depth of character removed) we are fellrunners of all shapes and sizes, a wide range of ability and varying hairdo's strung out on a hill and welcoming anyone who wants to join us

[freckle]

Nicely put by Hes and Harry, appearance and ability matter not, we are not flawless, perfect, supermodel celebrities (cosmetically enhanced and depth of character removed) we are fellrunners of all shapes and sizes, a wide range of ability and varying hairdo's strung out on a hill and welcoming anyone who wants to join us

I agree with what Hes, Harry and Merry has said. I really hope you can make it Herakles either to run or to cheer us all on and a natter afterwards.

[Derby Tup]

freezing Midlands dawn
tangerine, apricot sky
sugar-coated fields

[freckle]

freezing Midlands dawn
tangerine, apricot sky
sugar-coated fields

I like this...its good to have the haiku king back

[Stef F]

Hope is the thing with feathers

Hope is the thing with feathers
That perches in the soul
And sings the tune without the words
And never stops at all

And sweetest in the Gale is heard
And sore must be the storm
That could abash the little Bird
That kept so many warm

I've heard it in the chillest land
And on the strangest Sea
Yet, never, in Extremity,
It asked a crumb of Me.

Emily Dickinson