Today's poet

[stevefoster]

and before I go...I swapped the first for my own and blatantly stole the second verse of my favourite Robert Frost poem (dust of snow) to sum up today:

A Curlew's Cry

A curlew’s cry
filling the air
the turn of tail
from a fleeing hare

Has given my heart
A change of mood
And saved some part
Of a day I had rued.

Sounds like a bad day turned out OK Hes

[Nee Bother]

Daft as a brush
Ugly mush
Bald head
Off to bed:wink:

Skinny Ken
lost his pen
Divvent weep
Off to sleep

[Nee Bother]

and before I go...I swapped the first for my own and blatantly stole the second verse of my favourite Robert Frost poem (dust of snow) to sum up today:

A Curlew's Cry

A curlew’s cry
filling the air
the turn of tail
from a fleeing hare

Has given my heart
A change of mood
And saved some part
Of a day I had rued.

Nice that, night all.

[stevefoster]

Up late, chatting with mates,
Mrs. Merry shouts
Let's av some decorum,
Gerrof that Forum!:sneaky:

Sleep well all

[stevefoster]

I was just heading off but I'm glad I stopped by here before I went, Steve and NB, you make a good team.

Thanks Hes, consider it a privelige to be on the same team as NB, Auld Ken would have to wait for me though:wink:

[Stolly]

I think this poem has been posted before, in fact I'm sure it has but what the heck

Two roads diverged in a yellow wood,
And sorry I could not travel both
And be one traveler, long I stood
And looked down one as far as I could
To where it bent in the undergrowth;

Then took the other, as just as fair,
And having perhaps the better claim,
Because it was grassy and wanted wear;
Though as for that the passing there
Had worn them really about the same,

And both that morning equally lay
In leaves no step had trodden black.
Oh, I kept the first for another day!
Yet knowing how way leads on to way,
I doubted if I should ever come back.

I shall be telling this with a sigh
Somewhere ages and ages hence:
Two roads diverged in a wood, and I--
I took the one less traveled by,
And that has made all the difference.

[stevefoster]

I think this poem has been posted before, in fact I'm sure it has but what the heck

Two roads diverged in a yellow wood,
And sorry I could not travel both
And be one traveler, long I stood
And looked down one as far as I could
To where it bent in the undergrowth;

Then took the other, as just as fair,
And having perhaps the better claim,
Because it was grassy and wanted wear;
Though as for that the passing there
Had worn them really about the same,

And both that morning equally lay
In leaves no step had trodden black.
Oh, I kept the first for another day!
Yet knowing how way leads on to way,
I doubted if I should ever come back.

I shall be telling this with a sigh
Somewhere ages and ages hence:
Two roads diverged in a wood, and I--
I took the one less traveled by,
And that has made all the difference.

Worth another post, Stolly, quality words.

[stevefoster]

On't forum again,
Sez Mrs.Merry with a smirk,
Not for long,
Sup your coffee and gerrof to work!

[Mossdog]

On't forum again,
Sez Mrs.Merry with a smirk,
Not for long,
Sup your coffee and gerrof to work!

It's a hard life!!!

[Mossdog]

I think this poem has been posted before, in fact I'm sure it has but what the heck

Two roads diverged in a yellow wood,
And sorry I could not travel both
And be one traveler, long I stood
And looked down one as far as I could
To where it bent in the undergrowth;

Then took the other, as just as fair,
And having perhaps the better claim,
Because it was grassy and wanted wear;
Though as for that the passing there
Had worn them really about the same,

And both that morning equally lay
In leaves no step had trodden black.
Oh, I kept the first for another day!
Yet knowing how way leads on to way,
I doubted if I should ever come back.

I shall be telling this with a sigh
Somewhere ages and ages hence:
Two roads diverged in a wood, and I--
I took the one less traveled by,
And that has made all the difference.

A classic and well worth a re-read - thanks Stolly.