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    Quote Originally Posted by Harry H Howgill View Post
    Did you see any more than we did? It was foggy that day!
    Yep it was very clear today Harry and the low sun was in our eyes as we headed west from High Cup Nick.

    Cue Winter Sun poem (though its not really about nature )

    There's a certain Slant of light

    There's a certain Slant of light,
    Winter Afternoons –
    That oppresses, like the Heft
    Of Cathedral Tunes –

    Heavenly Hurt, it gives us –
    We can find no scar,
    But internal difference –
    Where the Meanings, are –

    None may teach it – Any –
    'Tis the seal Despair –
    An imperial affliction
    Sent us of the Air –

    When it comes, the Landscape listens –
    Shadows – hold their breath –
    When it goes, 'tis like the Distance
    On the look of Death –


    Emily Dickinson

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    A few lines found in my sketchbook from 2003 while staying at Thorney How.

    Easedale Farm

    Never trust the Easedale kitten
    Look away or you'll get bitten
    Walk quickly through
    But never run
    Or the Easedale dog
    Will bite yer bum.
    NB

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    Quote Originally Posted by Nee Bother View Post
    A few lines found in my sketchbook from 2003 while staying at Thorney How.

    Easedale Farm

    Never trust the Easedale kitten
    Look away or you'll get bitten
    Walk quickly through
    But never run
    Or the Easedale dog
    Will bite yer bum.
    NB
    I liked this, were you at the Commondale Clart today? We had to drive through Easedale to get there and narrowly missed the start...I enjoyed the race and displayed the usual high level of athleticism one could expect from a time/training poor freckle! however i did enjoy the race and we seemed to have the best of todays weather for it!

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    Quote Originally Posted by Alf View Post
    Yep it was very clear today Harry and the low sun was in our eyes as we headed west from High Cup Nick.

    Cue Winter Sun poem (though its not really about nature )

    There's a certain Slant of light

    There's a certain Slant of light,
    Winter Afternoons –
    That oppresses, like the Heft
    Of Cathedral Tunes –

    Heavenly Hurt, it gives us –
    We can find no scar,
    But internal difference –
    Where the Meanings, are –

    None may teach it – Any –
    'Tis the seal Despair –
    An imperial affliction
    Sent us of the Air –

    When it comes, the Landscape listens –
    Shadows – hold their breath –
    When it goes, 'tis like the Distance
    On the look of Death –


    Emily Dickinson

    I am envious about High Cup Nick...such stunning scenery wish I could have been there! Sounds like you enjoyed it Alf...

    There have been some great choices on here over the past couple of days, I really liked wormstones poem, it had a real sense of foreboding about it and was really quite slick, nice one!

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    and after a close shave up above Easedale beck

    Belles Knott Grade 2**

    I climbed it quickly
    the slippy crag
    Another peak
    in the bag
    Looking back
    way down the slope
    Perhaps I should
    have rought a rope
    I never think
    and act so cool
    Some call me
    The climbing fool
    I hurtle down
    being brave
    Oops....
    I've slipped
    To an early grave.
    NB

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    You're a bit of a dark horse! You really are quite a poet! :thumbup:

    Quote Originally Posted by Nee Bother View Post
    and after a close shave up above Easedale beck

    Belles Knott Grade 2**

    I climbed it quickly
    the slippy crag
    Another peak
    in the bag
    Looking back
    way down the slope
    Perhaps I should
    have rought a rope
    I never think
    and act so cool
    Some call me
    The climbing fool
    I hurtle down
    being brave
    Oops....
    I've slipped
    To an early grave.
    NB

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    Quote Originally Posted by freckle View Post
    I liked this, were you at the Commondale Clart today? We had to drive through Easedale to get there and narrowly missed the start...I enjoyed the race and displayed the usual high level of athleticism one could expect from a time/training poor freckle! however i did enjoy the race and we seemed to have the best of todays weather for it!
    Thanks, didn't do any racing today, tried a XC yesterday but was suffering from real ale thread!! Never done Clart before although know Commondale quite well, whats the race like?
    (the Easedale I mentioned is the one in Lakes)

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    Quote Originally Posted by Nee Bother View Post
    Thanks, didn't do any racing today, tried a XC yesterday but was suffering from real ale thread!! Never done Clart before although know Commondale quite well, whats the race like?
    (the Easedale I mentioned is the one in Lakes)
    Oh perhaps I am getting mixed up...its quite possible! I liked the race it was fairly short (6 miles) with only 600 ft ascent which for a woos like me is a nice change, although it was, like I say v boggy! ....I agree with MG you are quite the poet, keep it up as we are enjoying your offerings!

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    Quote Originally Posted by Mountain Goatess View Post
    You're a bit of a dark horse! You really are quite a poet! :thumbup:
    Cheers MG

    a silly one before bed

    Purple Hedgehog Fungi
    hiding under the bush.
    Beware, not to touch it,
    it will make you blush.
    And if you ever ate it
    your innards would
    turn to mush.
    NB

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    There are some weird and wonderfully obscure poetry sites out there on the high seas of the internet, and while surfing my eye was caught by one that seems to be particularly...er...,irreverent, as it's title suggests it's devoted to the F-word. Intrigued, but also resigned to the likelihood of hasty disappointment at a possibly neanderthal and banal anthology, I ventured in closer......And actually I found it's first offering quite uplifting and thought provoking. Anyway, see what you think, (sadly this forum's automated 'taste-police' has somewhat ****ed with the text, but let me assure you it isn't called the four asterisks !)


    By Kim Addonizio She says, "My poem '****' was inspired by Tony Hoagland's 'Dickhead.' That poem closes – if memory serves – 'I made a word my friend.' **** and I have been close for lo these many years. At my funeral, I hope someone will stand up and say I was a great ****ing poet. And if not, that at least I was a great ****. The future of the '**** you' poem? Look for it under your bootsoles."



    ****

    There are people who will tell you
    that using the word **** in a poem
    indicates a serious lapse
    of taste, or imagination,

    or both. It's vulgar,
    indecorous, an obscenity
    that crashes down like an anvil
    falling through a skylight

    to land on a restaurant table,
    on the white linen, the cut-glass vase of lilacs.
    But if you were sitting
    over coffee when the metal

    hit your saucer like a missile,
    wouldn't that be the first thing
    you'd say? Wouldn't you leap back
    shouting, or at least thinking it,

    over and over, bell-note riotously clanging
    in the church of your brain
    while the solicitous waiter
    led you away, wouldn't you prop

    your shaking elbows on the bar
    and order your first drink in months,
    telling yourself you were lucky
    to be alive? And if you wouldn't

    say anything but Mercy or Oh my
    or Land sakes, well then
    I don't want to know you anyway
    and I don't give a **** what you think

    of my poem. The world is divided
    into those whose opinions matter
    and those who will never have
    a clue, and if you knew

    which one you were I could talk
    to you, and tell you that sometimes
    there's only one word that means
    what you need it to mean, the way

    there's only one person
    when you first fall in love,
    or one infant's cry that calls forth
    the burning milk, one name

    that you pray to when prayer
    is what's left to you. I'm saying
    in the beginning was the word
    and it was good, it meant one human

    entering another and it's still
    what I love, the word made
    flesh. **** me, I say to the one
    whose lovely body I want close,

    and as we **** I know it's holy,
    a psalm, a hymn, a hammer
    ringing down on an anvil,
    forging a whole new world.
    Am Yisrael Chai

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