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    Hey OneOff, I really enjoyed your poem too. I've felt a bit down this month due to running niggles but this weekend has put me back in a positive frame of mind. Some of the descents made me feel that childlike happiness of letting go and trusting that I'll put my feet in the right place whilst hurtling downhill. You perfectly describe the rhythm of carefree running.

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    I meant to say how much I like this poem MM. I particularly like the last two lines. I hope we can find out the author because I'd like to read some more of theirs.

    Quote Originally Posted by Masham Man View Post
    On my dog walk today I watched some Rooks repairing their nests.

    Across a dome of marbled grey
    These messengers on high
    Philosophise upon the day
    And February's sky....
    Invariably their time allows
    A pause along the route
    They gather in the poplar boughs
    And look like blackened fruit;
    Some may yearn for time and space
    With scenes of babbling brooks
    But give me dawning solace
    With the coming of the rooks!

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    Quote Originally Posted by Hes View Post
    This is gorgeous Freckle, totally sums up that 'getting back to reality/normality' feeling after a weekend escape but the last lines are really hopeful and positive. Spring is definitely coming... xx
    thanks hes glad you liked it....i noticed loads of clumps of snowdrops on the drive into dufton this weekend so i reckon spring musr be coming such a lovely weekend hopefully they will continue on with the warm weather...and well done again on the commondale clart hope you are "refuelling" with something nice tonight hope to see you again soon xx

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    Thanks Freckle. I have been eating the remains of yesterday's curry that I made...mutter paneer, yum! The snowdrops were gorgeous weren't they? I think its a bit warmer down here in Masham because we've them for a couple of weeks now. Spotted crocuses and some miniature daffodils today too. All the birds seem to be singing too.xx

    Quote Originally Posted by freckle View Post
    thanks hes glad you liked it....i noticed loads of clumps of snowdrops on the drive into dufton this weekend so i reckon spring musr be coming such a lovely weekend hopefully they will continue on with the warm weather...and well done again on the commondale clart hope you are "refuelling" with something nice tonight hope to see you again soon xx

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    Curlew by the Humber

    Hooped over turned earth
    they stalk between tides,
    unlooked for but found,
    approaching, too close almost!


    The stubble of worms
    they take shaved clean
    at the root, loose grass
    on the breeze


    and shifting
    temporary islands somewhere
    behind the high ditch
    world enough for them –


    held
    in a gaze
    they do not return
    tracking their looped cries


    upwards and peeling
    away as one at last
    that I might know what
    I have seen

    David Wheatley
    Poacher turned game-keeper

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    Quote Originally Posted by freckle View Post

    It felt like spring running in the hills on saturday...hope I can hold onto that feeling throughout my largely surburban week

    Snowdrops retort

    The margins of an inchoate slate sky
    Ambivalently caress the contours of
    This car as we travel in mediocre grief
    Out of the weekend.

    Unlit lamps and nude silverbirch
    Line the motorway as anthracite militia
    Whispering in low inaudible tones
    “Perhaps spring is not here
    It may never come”.

    And so with heavy heart
    And even heavier limbs
    The engine is stopped
    The door locked
    Perhaps resistance is futile?

    Then a weary push of the gate
    Reveals
    A single snowdrop
    Who with a finely tuned
    Alabaster screech
    Refutes the mob.


    I loved this freckle You will have to do more running in the hills, it obviously has a good poetic effect on you

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    Quote Originally Posted by Derby Tup View Post
    Curlew by the Humber

    Hooped over turned earth
    they stalk between tides,
    unlooked for but found,
    approaching, too close almost!


    The stubble of worms
    they take shaved clean
    at the root, loose grass
    on the breeze


    and shifting
    temporary islands somewhere
    behind the high ditch
    world enough for them –


    held
    in a gaze
    they do not return
    tracking their looped cries


    upwards and peeling
    away as one at last
    that I might know what
    I have seen

    David Wheatley

    Excellent choice that DT a very evocative poem!

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    The Song Of The Ungirt Runners

    We swing ungirded hips,
    And lightened are our eyes,
    The rain is on our lips,
    We do not run for prize.
    We know not whom we trust
    Nor whitherward we fare,
    But we run because we must
    Through the great wide air.

    The waters of the seas
    Are troubled as by storm.
    The tempest strips the trees
    And does not leave them warm.
    Does the tearing tempest pause?
    Do the tree-tops ask it why?
    So we run without a cause
    ’Neath the big bare sky.

    The rain is on our lips,
    We do not run for prize.
    But the storm the water whips
    And the wave howls to the skies.
    The winds arise and strike it
    And scatter it like sand,
    And we run because we like it
    Through the broad bright land.

    Charles Hamilton Sorley
    Last edited by nippersmith; 28-02-2012 at 12:06 AM.

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    Quote Originally Posted by nippersmith View Post
    The Song Of The Ungirt Runners

    We swing ungirded hips,
    And lightened are our eyes,
    The rain is on our lips,
    We do not run for prize.
    We know not whom we trust
    Nor whitherward we fare,
    But we run because we must
    Through the great wide air.

    The waters of the seas
    Are troubled as by storm.
    The tempest strips the trees
    And does not leave them warm.
    Does the tearing tempest pause?
    Do the tree-tops ask it why?
    So we run without a cause
    ’Neath the big bare sky.

    The rain is on our lips,
    We do not run for prize.
    But the storm the water whips
    And the wave howls to the skies.
    The winds arise and strike it
    And scatter it like sand,
    And we run because we like it
    Through the broad bright land.


    Charles Hamilton Sorley
    An excellent selection Nipper

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    Like Sorley, Edward Thomas was another poet who was killed in WW1.

    Some eyes condemn the earth they gaze upon

    SOME eyes condemn the earth they gaze upon:
    Some wait patiently till they know far more
    Than earth can tell them: some laugh at the whole
    As folly of another's making: one
    I knew that laughed because he saw, from core
    To rind, not one thing worth the laugh his soul
    Had ready at waking: some eyes have begun
    With laughing; some stand startled at the door.

    Others, too, I have seen rest, question, roll,
    Dance, shoot. And many I have loved watching. Some
    I could not take my eyes from till they turned
    And loving died. I had not found my goal.
    But thinking of your eyes, dear, I become
    Dumb: for they flamed, and it was me they burned.

    Edward Thomas

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