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Thread: Today's poet

  1. #10321
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    Re: Today's poet

    Quote Originally Posted by Hes View Post
    This could have been about me this morning as I lay like a dormouse not wanting to get up! (another Housman)

    XI

    Yonder see the morning blink:
    The sun is up, and up must I,
    To wash and dress and eat and drink
    And look at things and talk and think
    And work, and God knows why.

    Oh often have I washed and dressed
    And what's to show for all my pain?
    Let me lie abed and rest:
    Ten thousand times I've done my best
    And all's to do again.
    That reminded me of this. I know it doesn't quite work if you are self-employed, but hey ho. :-)

    http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=1lB2G...eature=related

    Six in the morning don’t want to wake
    Sun laying low and the world sleeping late
    Hate like the river runs heavy and deep
    Oh I wish that they’d sack me and leave me to sleep

    Five days from seven the week’s hardly mine
    The alarm clock’s gone over to enemy lines
    Waste my time working for cowards and creeps
    Oh I wish that they’d sack me and leave me to sleep

    Rain strikes the window heralds the day
    Rain won’t you wash these eight hours away?
    Rain feeds the river runs heavy and deep
    Oh I wish that they’d sack me and leave me to sleep

    Birds on the windowsill sing in the dawn
    By the time that I’m home all this day will be gone
    Spend my life sowing what others will reap
    Oh I wish that they’d sack me and leave me to sleep

    Rain strikes the window heralds the day
    Rain won’t you wash these eight hours away?
    Rain feeds the river runs heavy and deep
    Oh I wish that they’d sack me and leave me to sleep.

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    Fell Runners

    I took her for my kind of person
    And it was something of a shock
    When my new friend revealed
    That, once upon a time,
    She was a fell running Champion.

    How could that happen?
    How could I accidentally
    Make friends with a fell runner?
    How could a fell runner
    Make friends with me?

    Fell runners can be OK –
    Of course they can.
    Later on, I met fell poets
    Who ran on fells. It's still hard
    To get my head round that.

    (With thanks to Wendy Cope for inspiration)

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    Ha ha. I'm sure it is what Wendy would have wanted.

    Quote Originally Posted by XRunner View Post
    Fell Runners

    I took her for my kind of person
    And it was something of a shock
    When my new friend revealed
    That, once upon a time,
    She was a fell running Champion.

    How could that happen?
    How could I accidentally
    Make friends with a fell runner?
    How could a fell runner
    Make friends with me?

    Fell runners can be OK –
    Of course they can.
    Later on, I met fell poets
    Who ran on fells. It's still hard
    To get my head round that.

    (With thanks to Wendy Cope for inspiration)

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    Quote Originally Posted by Hes View Post
    This could have been about me this morning as I lay like a dormouse not wanting to get up! (another Housman)

    XI

    Yonder see the morning blink:
    The sun is up, and up must I,
    To wash and dress and eat and drink
    And look at things and talk and think
    And work, and God knows why.

    Oh often have I washed and dressed
    And what's to show for all my pain?
    Let me lie abed and rest:
    Ten thousand times I've done my best
    And all's to do again.
    Evening all...

    I loved this Hes, know the feeling!

    Ian- i do hope that you are better now!

    I was reminded of this poem today....

    Love After Love
    Derek Walcott

    The time will come
    when, with elation
    you will greet yourself arriving
    at your own door, in your own mirror
    and each will smile at the other's welcome,

    and say, sit here. Eat.
    You will love again the stranger who was your self.
    Give wine. Give bread. Give back your heart
    to itself, to the stranger who has loved you

    all your life, whom you ignored
    for another, who knows you by heart.
    Take down the love letters from the bookshelf,

    the photographs, the desperate notes,
    peel your own image from the mirror.
    Sit. Feast on your life.

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    Quote Originally Posted by IanDarkpeak View Post
    I'm back like the preverbial bad penny

    Man Flu

    Feeling blue, caught the flu, head like glue, what to do.
    Feel the chill, feel quite ill, take a pill
    Bed is best, have a rest, what a pest
    Miss the game, what a shame.

    Can’t watch telly, aching belly, feet are smelly, ate some jelly
    Made me worse, what a curse, throat like furze.
    Drank some coke, what a joke, made me choke
    Feel so weak, can hardly speak.

    Think I’m dying, feel like crying, friends are sighing. WIFE”S not buying
    “Stop the moaning, give up groaning, no more conning,
    Just be glad, you’re not as bad, as poor old Brad,
    He’s got piles." Hides her smiles

    Counted sheep, fell asleep, in a heap, nice and deep.
    Woke up fine, after nine, drank some wine,
    What a day, I have to say, come what may,
    I’m still alive, I’ll survive.

    Margaret Foster
    Think my Auntie Margaret's taking the mick, she's never been close to manflu

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    Quote Originally Posted by Hes View Post
    This could have been about me this morning as I lay like a dormouse not wanting to get up! (another Housman)

    XI

    Yonder see the morning blink:
    The sun is up, and up must I,
    To wash and dress and eat and drink
    And look at things and talk and think
    And work, and God knows why.

    Oh often have I washed and dressed
    And what's to show for all my pain?
    Let me lie abed and rest:
    Ten thousand times I've done my best
    And all's to do again.
    Like that Hes, know the feeling well!

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    A little bit more from Housman.

    The time you won your town the race
    We chaired you through the market place;
    Man and boy stood cheering by
    And home we brought you shoulder high
    To-day, the road all runners come
    Shoulder high we bring you home
    And set you at your threshold down
    Townsmen of a stiller town.

    Smart lad, to slip betimes away
    From fields where glory does not stay
    And early though the laurel grows
    It withers quicker than the rose.

    Eyes the shady night has shut
    Cannot see the record cut
    And silence sounds no worse than cheers
    After earth has stopped the ears.

    Now you will not swell the rout
    Of lads that wore their honours out
    Runners whom renown outran
    And the name died before the man.

    So set before the echoes fade
    The fleet foot on the sill of shade
    And hold to the low lintel up
    The still defended challenge cup.

    And round that early-laurelled head
    Will flock to gaze the strengthless dead
    And find unwithered on its curls
    The garland briefer than a girl's
    Last edited by Solomon; 08-12-2010 at 11:44 PM.

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    Re: Today's poet

    Quote Originally Posted by IanDarkpeak View Post
    I'm back with Man Flu
    Here is a variant edition of Man Flu from last year.

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    Quote Originally Posted by Solomon View Post
    A little bit more from Housman.

    The time you won your town the race
    We chaired you through the market place;
    Man and boy stood cheering by
    And home we brought you shoulder high
    To-day, the road all runners come
    Shoulder high we bring you home
    And set you at your threshold down
    Townsmen of a stiller town.

    Smart lad, to slip betimes away
    From fields where glory does not stay
    And early though the laurel grows
    It withers quicker than the rose.

    Eyes the shady night has shut
    Cannot see the record cut
    And silence sounds no worse than cheers
    After earth has stopped the ears.

    Now you will not swell the rout
    Of lads that wore their honours out
    Runners whom renown outran
    And the name died before the man.

    So set before the echoes fade
    The fleet foot on the sill of shade
    And hold to the low lintel up
    The still defended challenge cup.

    And round that early-laurelled head
    Will flock to gaze the strengthless dead
    And find unwithered on its curls
    The garland briefer than a girl's
    You can never have enough of Housman

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    Re: Today's poet

    Quote Originally Posted by freckle View Post
    Evening all...

    I loved this Hes, know the feeling!

    Ian- i do hope that you are better now!

    I was reminded of this poem today....

    Love After Love
    Derek Walcott

    The time will come
    when, with elation
    you will greet yourself arriving
    at your own door, in your own mirror
    and each will smile at the other's welcome,

    and say, sit here. Eat.
    You will love again the stranger who was your self.
    Give wine. Give bread. Give back your heart
    to itself, to the stranger who has loved you

    all your life, whom you ignored
    for another, who knows you by heart.
    Take down the love letters from the bookshelf,

    the photographs, the desperate notes,
    peel your own image from the mirror.
    Sit. Feast on your life.

    Good choice freckle. It reminds me of another poem which I am now trying to remember. I think its about fish

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