Today's poet

[MachGirl]

Alf , love this stanza taken from Eve of St Agnes ..... must have been tempting to post the whole poem which read as a whole , or broken down verse by verse, is just very beautiful ....... sublime !



"Beyond a mortal man impassion'd far
At these voluptuous accents, he arose,
Ethereal, flush'd, and like a throbbing star
Seen mid the sapphire heaven's deep repose;
Into her dream he melted, as the rose
Blendeth its odour with the violet,--
Solution sweet: meantime the frost-wind blows
Like Love's alarum pattering the sharp sleet
Against the window-panes; St. Agnes' moon hath set."

John Keats

[OneOffPoet]

So many great posts over the past few days and so comments I want to make , but I'm aware that some of my previous post's sound like some kind of lunatic Oscars acceptance speech ! So with that in mind , going to try and keep it brief .......

One Off Poet , loved your ' Baby steps ' poem , you magnified memories that I have , and all mothers have when eagerly anticipating the birth of a new baby ! Your poem is just lovely ....
Look forward to hearing more and to hearing whether or not you have a little boy or a little girl xxx

Thanks, glad you liked it! Mrs OOP is due a week today and is as calm as anything. I'll post something when I can. If it's like it's mother, it'll be late, but always eagerly awaited!

[freckle]

any sign of the baby yet?

i wish i could get an early night in! one of these days...

still aching in a most pleasant way following sundays exertions, particularly in the ol feet area...



Ode to my feet

11 miles of slog on sodden bogs
renders the bones in these tired feet
to the consistency of knitting needles
threatening to fracture,
instead, they knit together
an unlikely rapture.

The warp and weft of this,
a most peculiar reflection,
stubborn tussocks, fallen branches
and the mother of all clartage
coalesce into a nourishing
weave of recollection.

so, whilst it may perplex and baffle
the rest of the nation
that we should choose
such an obtuse recreation
We know in our bones,
from the tibia to the metatarsias
(so to speak)

that this is probably the best way
to start the week!*



*not withstanding those who got injured!


Ah well what can you expect from an insomniac! x

[OneOffPoet]

Clartage - very good! Love it

No sign of the baby yet, Mrs OOP is in bed and has been for ages, banking the sleep whilst I play downstairs on the laptop, abandoning a poem/rant i started about Deal or No Deal! I just can't abide that show and saw ten mins of it today at a mate's house after we'd done a run. I started ranting in his living room about it and felt a poem coming on. Alas, nothing came of it, other than the phrase 'pointless random guessfest'! It's not worth of a poem come to think of it, perhaps a Today's Rant thread is in order for the less articulate outbursts...

Also, was writing something when i stupidly left myself logged into bloody Facebook (or InYourFace as we call it here) and people started trying to chat with me! I lost my thread and that was that. So, poetry-wise, my wife's early night didn't yield the hoped for poem. Perhaps i could write about that...?!

As it is, much better to enjoy Freckle's offering than write one tonight

[Harry H Howgill]

Clartage - very good! Love it

No sign of the baby yet, Mrs OOP is in bed and has been for ages, banking the sleep whilst I play downstairs on the laptop, abandoning a poem/rant i started about Deal or No Deal! I just can't abide that show and saw ten mins of it today at a mate's house after we'd done a run. I started ranting in his living room about it and felt a poem coming on. Alas, nothing came of it, other than the phrase 'pointless random guessfest'! It's not worth of a poem come to think of it, perhaps a Today's Rant thread is in order for the less articulate outbursts...

Also, was writing something when i stupidly left myself logged into bloody Facebook (or InYourFace as we call it here) and people started trying to chat with me! I lost my thread and that was that. So, poetry-wise, my wife's early night didn't yield the hoped for poem. Perhaps i could write about that...?!

As it is, much better to enjoy Freckle's offering than write one tonight

I laughed at "pointless ramdom guessfest". You really don't need to say any more!

Best of luck when it all happens OOP. It is exciting having another Fell Poet baby arriving.

[Harry H Howgill]

So many great posts over the past few days and so comments I want to make , but I'm aware that some of my previous post's sound like some kind of lunatic Oscars acceptance speech ! So with that in mind , going to try and keep it brief .......

So you are not Kate Winslet incognito then? I'm only joking of course. I hadn't thought there was anything over the top at all. :-)

[Harry H Howgill]

On the one hand I'm really chuffed you are feeling settled. But feeling great doesn't do much for wanting to go training or feeling inspired poetically does it? More angst required!

Thanks for the speedos image OW. I'm just eating my brekky!

My speedos are all sleek on the front, but have now gone all bobbly behind from scraping my backside constantly along the bottom of the learner pool with the kids. :-)

Lack of emotional turmoil and the emergence of some kind of stability in my life is weighing me down! It may also be the beer. Anyway, I've added swimming to the weekly routine.

Speedos

Like the camera
and Shakira's hips
Speedos never lie.

[Alf]

any sign of the baby yet?

i wish i could get an early night in! one of these days...

still aching in a most pleasant way following sundays exertions, particularly in the ol feet area...



Ode to my feet

11 miles of slog on sodden bogs
renders the bones in these tired feet
to the consistency of knitting needles
threatening to fracture,
instead, they knit together
an unlikely rapture.

The warp and weft of this,
a most peculiar reflection,
stubborn tussocks, fallen branches
and the mother of all clartage
coalesce into a nourishing
weave of recollection.

so, whilst it may perplex and baffle
the rest of the nation
that we should choose
such an obtuse recreation
We know in our bones,
from the tibia to the metatarsias
(so to speak)

that this is probably the best way
to start the week!*



*not withstanding those who got injured!


Ah well what can you expect from an insomniac! x

Excellent freckle The trees (some of which I think were deliberately felled across paths to block them) turned sections of the course into a steeplechase at times.

[Alf]

Alf- I did like the Keats, especially the reference to stars that throb

It matches my throbbing leg freckle

[Alf]

Lack of emotional turmoil and the emergence of some kind of stability in my life is weighing me down! It may also be the beer. Anyway, I've added swimming to the weekly routine.

Speedos

Like the camera
and Shakira's hips
Speedos never lie.

Brilliant OW! In view of my leg injury I might have to dust off my speedos now though I might need a tyre lever to get them on