Today's poet

[Old Whippet]

You star. How can any other piece of poetry possibly grace this thread now this has been posted. It is the epitome of poetic beauty.

"It was a shame how he carried on" - Brilliant!

aye - never a more trenchant criticism to capture the murderous, sordid and machievellian behaviour of 'the mad monk'

"But to Moscow chicks he was such a lovely dear".....makes Naruda sound like Bernard Manning

[Derby Tup]

"But to Moscow chicks he was such a lovely dear".....makes Naruda sound like Bernard Manning

Ha ha! I suspect i heard same show as you OW. Simon Mayo's history themed tea-time prog in Wed or Thurs iirc

[Old Whippet]

Ha ha! I suspect i heard same show as you OW. Simon Mayo's history themed tea-time prog in Wed or Thurs iirc

Yep. Never has such a bad song put such a broad smile on my homeward bound face. On hearing it, I felt it belonged here.

[Derby Tup]

Yep. Never has such a bad song put such a broad smile on my homeward bound face. On hearing it, I felt it belonged here.

About six or seven years ago I was in the lab of a textile mill near Saigon in Vietnam and it was Friday afternoon. Around 3pm the staff started cleaning the lab and put a cassette of Boney M's greatest hits on on their radio cassette player. I loved it and could have cried at something so familiar a very long way from home!

[Harry H Howgill]

The Mountains They Are A Lonely Folk – Hamlin Garland

The mountains they are silent folk
They stand afar — alone,
And the clouds that kiss their brows at night
Hear neither sigh nor groan.
Each bears him in his ordered place
As soldiers do, and bold and high
They fold their forests round their feet
And bolster up the sky.

[Mossdog]

Hi DT and Merry. Hope the Hobble went well for you both today. I thought of you two as I covered the relatively meagre distance of the Mallerstang and Nine Standards Yomp this pm (23 miles 4352 feet). I'm guessing you had blue skies and patchy snow too - and loads of plovers - lovely.

[Mossdog]

The Mountains They Are A Lonely Folk – Hamlin Garland

The mountains they are silent folk
They stand afar — alone,
And the clouds that kiss their brows at night
Hear neither sigh nor groan.
Each bears him in his ordered place
As soldiers do, and bold and high
They fold their forests round their feet
And bolster up the sky.

I like that HHH - never heard of Hamlin Garland before.

[Mossdog]

aye - never a more trenchant criticism to capture the murderous, sordid and machievellian behaviour of 'the mad monk'

"But to Moscow chicks he was such a lovely dear".....makes Naruda sound like Bernard Manning

Aye but if he'd lived in Wales - it would have been BA BA RASPUTIN - er...sorry

[stevefoster]

Aye but if he'd lived in Wales - it would have been BA BA RASPUTIN - er...sorry

Like it
Bony Mutton did another sheepish song called Ba Baker did they not

[Nathaniel Lee]

Fell Runner.

I enter the ancient land,
A warrior waiting to do battle,
Stone walls tower above,
My heart races,
Rain drips from my brow,
Thor smashes Mjollnir,
In the black sky above the fells,
I look up to pay my respect,
To the thunder god and to the hills,
The marshall gives the signal,
We flow up the hill legs pumping,
Lungs bursting like a human,
Kinder Downfall,
Our time has come.

By Herakles