Today's poet

[freckle]

That's a nice one Freckle.
Glad you had a good run at Keswick yesterday and no detours!
Wish I could have joined you if I'd had a babysitter! Typical bank hol weather means me n the babba been stuck indoors most of w'end.


Such Boredom


such boredom –
a gold-fish swimming
measuring the aquarium

Saut Situmorang

nice verse MG....

morning all


They say
Ben Okri

They say
Love grows
When the fear of death
Looms.

They say
Courage looms
When the fear
Of never loving again
Disappears
In the smell of the enemy
Who crushes us so much
We can only fight.

Love and courage grow together
When the flesh is rawest
And the spirit charged.
And distorted within the nightmare
We see the possibility
Of a future.

[Hes]

What a brilliant way to start the day! Thanks Freckle.x

nice verse MG....

morning all


They say
Ben Okri

They say
Love grows
When the fear of death
Looms.

They say
Courage looms
When the fear
Of never loving again
Disappears
In the smell of the enemy
Who crushes us so much
We can only fight.

Love and courage grow together
When the flesh is rawest
And the spirit charged.
And distorted within the nightmare
We see the possibility
Of a future.

[Hes]

the curlew cry
and the setting sun
you and I
still at one
mahler and the moors
I am undone

[freckle]

the curlew cry
and the setting sun
you and I
still at one
mahler and the moors
I am undone

Very, very, very nice........in fact i think i would go so far as to say sumptious! ( if i could spell that is)

[Mossdog]

the curlew cry
and the setting sun
you and I
still at one
mahler and the moors
I am undone

Simply exquisite....

[Nathaniel Lee]

Hero.

I fight the good fight hero that i am,
But the monster in front of me,
It is huge i called for lady Artemis,
She hears and brings her hunters,
The beast is overcome and i Herakles,
Son of Zeus give thanks to The Goddess of the hunt,
She laughs and leaves me to contact my father,
Who smiles and says you more work to do hero.

By Herakles.

[N-dubya]

So why have so many pubs closed?
Just like the two at Cellarhead crossroads,
their names I've forgotten and may never remember.
The windows shut encased in galvanised plate.
Perfect patches of clean exterior paint framed
by black traffic soot, on the sides, gables,
above front doors below windows and between
ground and first floors, like the red ochre hands
on the walls of Palaeolithic caves.

And that's it isn't it?

People change, adapt and time rolls on
Caves and pubs cease to function,
and the voices that filled them,
Sunday lunchers, hunter gatherers
and a quick pint after workers,
with their high tales and anecdotes
are a distant hum you'll never know,
and now nothing more than ghosts.

[freckle]

So why have so many pubs closed?
Just like the two at Cellarhead crossroads,
their names I've forgotten and may never remember.
The windows shut encased in galvanised plate.
Perfect patches of clean exterior paint framed
by black traffic soot, on the sides, gables,
above front doors below windows and between
ground and first floors, like the red ochre hands
on the walls of Palaeolithic caves.

And that's it isn't it?

People change, adapt and time rolls on
Caves and pubs cease to function,
and the voices that filled them,
Sunday lunchers, hunter gatherers
and a quick pint after workers,
with their high tales and anecdotes
are a distant hum you'll never know,
and now nothing more than ghosts.

Oooo this is really refreshing NDubya I like it....such a good observation.....about how something is being lost...particularly like the "distant hum" line, nice one

Herakles I liked your verse too although my ignorance regardng the subject matter impeded my comprehension!

[Stef F]

Hum...this is very thought provoking Freckle, thanks for sharing it.

nice verse MG....

morning all


They say
Ben Okri

They say
Love grows
When the fear of death
Looms.

They say
Courage looms
When the fear
Of never loving again
Disappears
In the smell of the enemy
Who crushes us so much
We can only fight.

Love and courage grow together
When the flesh is rawest
And the spirit charged.
And distorted within the nightmare
We see the possibility
Of a future.

[freckle]

glad you like it stef

hey..is it still spring or wot? all i can say is it is bl***y cold up north like!

here is one of my fave poets...

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=dHqDYgMRiEc