Mon 9th Apr 2012 10:13
hi, glad you enjoyed 'Space Knits' just a spot of this nutter seeping through. I'm not always about but I'll see thee - awfully Yorkshire, What! tara for now, Nick.
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Mon 9th Apr 2012 10:10
excellent stuff - the last two stanzas in particular.. powerful writing
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Mon 9th Apr 2012 10:09
brings a lot of similar memories back for me this piece also locked in memory.. good stuff matey
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Mon 9th Apr 2012 10:08
lovely piece, ann... you defo have a feel for kids poetry.. love it - perfect start to the day for me xx
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Mon 9th Apr 2012 01:19
Lovely poem. The spirit of the isle is calling to you but time does not stand still.
Mon 9th Apr 2012 01:10
There was no molly-coddling just cod liver oil.
No second hearing, just a clip round the ear.
No central heating, just smokey old coal
That yer dad used to fetch in every New Year
No need to sort rubbish into multi-hued bins
The rag and bone cart used to pile it all in
Hand-me-down clothes were often the rule
And nobody took you by car to yer school.
Mecchano,scalextric or Hornby for trains
Life was an innocent pageant of games.
I'm a survivor. XX
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Sun 8th Apr 2012 23:15
You generate a lot of power wth seemingly so litle effort, Andy. I admire the management of the rhythm perfectly suited to the tone.
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Sun 8th Apr 2012 23:07
This reminded me very much of G K Chesterton's "The Donkey". Keep posting.
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Sun 8th Apr 2012 22:59
Delightful, Harry. I particularly enjoyed the variation in rhyme patterns.
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Sun 8th Apr 2012 22:50
I've always thought that railways and stations intensify emotions - partings, homecomings.
Sun 8th Apr 2012 22:46
Lovely vioce,Ann. I won't be the first to say the name Sandy Denny to you, will I?
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jean lucy thompson
Sun 8th Apr 2012 22:14
Deep yet so full of meaning
Comment is about Through the windows of our days (blog)
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Sun 8th Apr 2012 22:13
Aww thats lovely Patricia
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Sun 8th Apr 2012 22:12
How sad and beautiful at the same time :)
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Sun 8th Apr 2012 20:45
I also remember being 'trapped' on a train some years ago with a whole coach full of Newcastle fans. To this tune they were singing
He makes us sing and he makes us dance
he's a superstar, and he comes from France.
la la laa Ginola
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Sun 8th Apr 2012 20:40
My finger hovered over 'play'. Glad I made the right choice. the 'Panel Engineer.' addition was so ridiculous to be hilarious. Entertainment via the pages of WOL. Thx for putting in the effort to make us laught John. Win
Sun 8th Apr 2012 20:29
hi Ann, What a lovely idea and subject. Cozy
Some people seek comfort in the freedom of wide open spaces. Other in being snuggled up in a small space. I think that these opposite instincts may be with us from birth and unchangeable. Living on a canal boat, guess which camp I fall into?
Sun 8th Apr 2012 19:26
Like the Mousetrap! you go on and on!
Sun 8th Apr 2012 19:16
Don't change a thing. Captivating!
Sun 8th Apr 2012 17:34
Ha ha! This reminds me of being a young lad and building tree houses. We always assumed that nobody knew w were up there, invisible, secret. I'm sure we weren't.
I liked the solitary feel of this Ann. Verse three is somewhat out of balance I feel, but a lovely piece. Hope you're well by the way? Regards, Graham
Sun 8th Apr 2012 16:41
Alanna,Some lovely images but you're not pushing your talent to the very edge. Could you intercut each stanza with the voice of Eleanor Ida? It would make the poem stronger and give it more dimension if we heard HER voice, even if it's only as metaphor.
After the first stanza indent a stanza with her voice. This will bring the distance between their voices closer together. Each is aware of the others presence, yet their separation still continues, as it always will.You have a real skill for editing. Superb!
Sun 8th Apr 2012 16:24
no probs, Greg. Surprised John hasn't mentioned this - guess he's been busy...
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Sun 8th Apr 2012 14:17
heh hehehehe...Oh John what a cracker of a write.. :))
Sun 8th Apr 2012 14:14
Def worth a post Alanna..so many good lines and a great ending too..ta for posting :)
Sun 8th Apr 2012 12:54
Strong stuff for one so young. Well done!
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Sun 8th Apr 2012 12:31
Deserving of multiple readings for its richness of imagery and invention. The commitment is as clear and bright as any star: a treat for Easter - and any other time.
Sun 8th Apr 2012 12:26
"You'd have no Caer in Philly
With a performance so full of Brie-o
If you don't mind not being fed a
Delicious twang of Cheddar
Some Wensleydale would make a tasty trio!"
Sing on, pal!!
Sun 8th Apr 2012 11:49
Andy - I'm really enjoying your poems. As to where to comment back to comments made, the poet often writes the comment on the same page as the poem cos other people might like to see what they've said, but you could also cut and paste it to the profile page of the individual person who commented, otherwise they might miss it. Hope that helps!
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Sun 8th Apr 2012 11:45
I enjoyed these poems too. I was particularly taken with "Toast". I like it when a small experience links you into something bigger. I wrote a poem a while ago about muissing my son who'd just been staying with me, and the image that brought the feeling into words for me was when I was walking home up a muddy footpath after seeing him off on the bus, I recognised our footprints going in the opposite direction together. Blah blah blah - sorry but it's how your poem made me remember that.
Sun 8th Apr 2012 11:39
Great! I'd love to experience you live - bet it would be fun!
Sun 8th Apr 2012 11:33
Yes I did enjoy thanks! The words will do me good I think - very positive thinking-wise! Why not post it on the blog section - that's where folks usually find poems rather than on the profiles.
("did the first man in space
feel a bit out of place
when he thought that they,d left him behind ?"
- love it!
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Sun 8th Apr 2012 10:50
Hilarious - I love it - this kind of poetry is right up my street. There isn't enough laughter in this world - we need to clone you, then flood the blog area with your work :)x
ps Can I be one of your backing singers?
Sun 8th Apr 2012 10:44
Wrote this whilst on a scenic bus tour in Barbados last year...this is a few drafts in. Not sure, but worth a post anyway.
Patricia &Stefan wilde
Sun 8th Apr 2012 10:29
Very much appreciated Stella.
We thank you.
Sun 8th Apr 2012 09:53
What a 'cracker' John! haha! brightened up my day this one!
Sun 8th Apr 2012 09:07
I'll have a pint of what you've had John, mad, hope you font get sued, well played cheese Jeff
Sun 8th Apr 2012 09:04
Great picking and singing, John. My missus was listening from the other room, and I could hear her laughing!
Sat 7th Apr 2012 20:59
Andy's poem The Spell reminds me of the line from the Victorian poet, Earnest Dowson, now forgotten.
'They are not long these days of wine and roses.'
It was used for the title of Jack Lemmon's 1962 film.
Have you read T.S. Eliot's Four Quartets Andy?
The date has now been corrected. Thanks for pointing this out, Andy.
Sat 7th Apr 2012 20:04
How right you are M.C,despite the trials and tribulations, i can only repeat whats been said time and time again, Those were the good old days,have a nice day.
Sat 7th Apr 2012 19:24
Henri de Montherlant wrote... 'Happiness writes white.' One can't see it.
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Sat 7th Apr 2012 18:06
Thank you all for your comments. I've long been split in two by the desire for love and the need to be alone. Being alone seems to suit me best more often than not but around every corner...who knows.
Nick, i do 'perform' my poems regularly but i've yet to read Admission. I might try it next time. I'll let you know how it's received if/when i do.
I'm inclined to concur with your final sentiment M.C., and every time i witness some altercation between supposed lovers i count myself lucky. But then at other times i do feel very wistful. Still, you can't have it all.Thanks again
Sat 7th Apr 2012 16:57
I am enjoying your word craft Andy..Very much like the thoughts behind your writes..nice work. :)
Sat 7th Apr 2012 16:53
Really like the line after dreaming away our allowance..
I thought this a good observation of many..enjoyed :)
Sat 7th Apr 2012 16:50
hello there Steve..mmm I too dislike aspects of religion so I guess I tried to put a slant on this one and get that feeling of loss in it so I am chuffed you got that feel of it..Hope you are well?.. :)
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Sat 7th Apr 2012 16:35
Enjoyed reading this and I too admired the 'verse/wordcraft'and in particular "Admision", though all works well as a whole. Another example of poetry that would sound good read aloud.
Sat 7th Apr 2012 15:42
Oldies are Goldies...yeah!
Sat 7th Apr 2012 15:38
The excellence of the verse/wordcraft deserves
admiration. I particularly liked "Admission"
for that reason, as well the honesty of the content. These are top examples of thought and
feeling in verse.
But...as for the prevailing sentiment...
"I see prisoners of love's spell,
But like my freedom just as well."
Sat 7th Apr 2012 14:16
mmm....food for thought.
life is pain. love is pain. the human condition is that we are seperate from godhood (ie unity) i do not believe that love is all about achieving this nirvana. it is about accepting the world for what it is. love pain warts and all. it is impossible for life without death..what of all the little microbes and tiny insect types that we flatten everyday. what if there is a bigger entity beyond comprehension shaking up the globe and causing tidal waves? some things are beyond us..its a bit of an assumption to presume aliens are anything like us and have a dietry tract. there could be aliens draining my lifeforce from this very laptop right now and sucking it into computer juice! haha
i taught myself to cook as a vegetarian theres something to be said about the colour and texture and vibrancy of veg. i think it certainly turns on the taste buds and saliva bits. i am not against vegetarianism good cause, but my belief systems are different which is my right to have. if you were to defend an animal against me in combat and it got away i might be forced to chop you up and eat you instead. cannibalism is rife ;)
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