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Thu 20th Dec 2012 19:08
Ha-ha! It's quicker by vicar.
Mind you...I have to say that off-duty coppers
have better things to do than chase errant
prelates when there are politicians on slower wheels to pursue. The "motorway" lads are far more likely to do that - and it fits!
Comment is about Don't drink and drive !!! (blog)
Original item by hugh
Thu 20th Dec 2012 18:56
If JC (the one upstairs, that is) is going to settle in Ireland, will he be able to settle things there? Mind you, they'd never stop boasting about being his new chosen people so that might do the trick - if the rest of the world didn't make a pact with the devil to get them to shut up! :-)
Comment is about PARTY! (a shameless re-post!) (blog)
Original item by Anthony Emmerson
Thu 20th Dec 2012 18:31
Eee by 'eck, he might even have made his money designing and manufacturing wheelbarrows under the brand name of "Wheels Circular Wheels". Today, a man would probably look to take his company and the government to the cleaners!
Comment is about The Fairytale of New Britain (Lucky Man) (blog)
Original item by John Coopey
Thu 20th Dec 2012 15:17
You may be familiar with this link; if you're not Happy Christmas - enjoy!
Comment is about John Coopey (poet profile)
John F Keane
Thu 20th Dec 2012 15:05
Surprised you still have some teeth left, Nigel!
The sweets were indeed sweet (ouch!)
Comment is about Victory at Christmas - (December 2012 Collage Poem) (blog)
Original item by Stockport WoL
Thu 20th Dec 2012 14:50
The essence of the poem is in its initial ambiguity. I leave the reader to determine if the wheelbarrow is red.
"Ah!" I hear you say "It must be red because it's called 'The Red Wheelbarrow'"
"Ah" I reply "The title refers to another wheelbarrow".
Other important questions can indeed be answere.
We are left to ask "Where is the wheelbarrow going?" "Why are bricks sometimes pulled?" "Is its speed critical?"
Unlike WC Fields I am happy to expand.
The chickens are being taken to their death, smashed on the head by the bricks. They will the be brought back in the wheelbarrow (along with the bricks) and sold to the butcher for Christmas shoppers.
The gardener's name is Colin.
I am happy to elaborate on any other unexplained aspects of this difficult poem.
Comment is about The Red Wheelbarrow (blog)
Thu 20th Dec 2012 14:28
Great stuff! Well done mate! Take care, Tony.
Thu 20th Dec 2012 13:28
Road rage at Christmas! How "in the seat" that is still warm where the hiney has sat! A poem to which many can relate.
Comment is about The Driving Seat (blog)
Original item by Isobel
Thu 20th Dec 2012 13:25
Seasons Greetings, Win.
Thanks for your thoughts on my "Red Wheelbarrow".
Comment is about Winston Plowes (poet profile)
Original item by Winston Plowes
Thu 20th Dec 2012 13:24
Glad you liked my "Red Wheelbarrow". Excellent song you reposted recently, by the way - I think I commented on it separately.
Comment is about M.C. Newberry (poet profile)
Original item by M.C. Newberry
Thu 20th Dec 2012 13:23
Glad you liked my "Red Wheelbarrow" Isobel. But is it poetry? Compare and contrast.
Comment is about Isobel (poet profile)
Thu 20th Dec 2012 13:21
Seasons Greetings, AE,
Thanks for your thoughts on my "Red Wheelbarrow".
Liked the joke too. I used to think that monologue about an Irish brickie getting hoist up on a rope which had the wheelbarrow attached to the other end was hilarious when I was a kid. He fell, landed, the barrow fell, he went up, the barrow landed, spilled the bricks, barrow went up, he came down etc. (I suppose you had to be there!)
Comment is about Anthony Emmerson (poet profile)
Thu 20th Dec 2012 13:18
Thanks for your lovely comment on my poem Mike.
I'm not sure that I'm a fantastic poet, but I do like to write about themes that people can connect with and I'm glad the poem worked for you. I've left a more detailed response on the poem but in case you don't get chance to read it, just wanted to wish you a very happy and peaceful Christmas too.
Comment is about Noetic-fret! (poet profile)
Original item by Noetic-fret!
Thu 20th Dec 2012 13:11
The length was daunting (Our Gert has told me this many times) but the investment in time well worth it.
Very enjoyable, AE; but a woman as the new Messiah? I suspect the 10 commandments would be amended so they covered less important issues like killing the neighbour's ass and touched on the more serious matters of colour co-ordination, carpets and curtains, and nail painting.
So a woman as new Messiah? (I'll have to ask Our Gert)
Thu 20th Dec 2012 13:06
LOL Anthony - trust you to choose the one line that was written by somebody else - though the poetic 'genius' of lifting it and putting it in this poem, is mine ;)
Yes - I think we've all been in this situation to some degree, either as the driver, the passenger or the observer.
Thanks for your comment Mike. I don't think this man was at all psychotic. As I understand it, psychosis is caused by chemical imbalance in the brain, leading to altered perception of reality.
This man seemed to suffer from stress. Stress often makes people to want to have tight control over the domestic side of their life, where it is easier to achieve. Perhaps people who feel this extreme stress are ill in some way - and I do agree with you that early trauma can affect behaviour later on to some degree. It's impossible to generalise though - sometimes we are just the way we are and it's not anyone's or anything's fault.
I'd agree that it's always a good idea for young girls to have a parent to bring them home after a night out - or to come home with people you trust. I'd say the type of abuse in the poem is probably more common amongst long term married couples though - that's where most of anger seems to be taken out.
I do hope to find some peace and quiet at Christmas - no more unsolicited stress for me - ever :))
Have a wonderful Christmas too Mike, Anthony - everybody!
Thu 20th Dec 2012 12:24
Difficult to be such a dispassionate and silent observer in such a situation, but I think you do it well here. But, like it or not, we can't deny that such behaviour affects even the observer - hence the "need" to write about it.
This line was the killer for me:
"and so this is Christmas."
It encapsulates surrender, resignation and a loss of any expectation. A sad, yet all too familiar scenario.
Happy Christmas Isobel.x
Thu 20th Dec 2012 12:17
If only it were so easy Solar . . .
Comment is about Engrossed (blog)
Thu 20th Dec 2012 12:08
According to recent discussion threads
everyone CAN write poetry, and everything IS poetry - or so I'm told. This seems to be at odds with the esteemed Ms Sampson's thinking. Photography seems to be much simpler to define; surely that's any image created using a photographic device? I would suggest most people could, given basic instructions, use a camera? As to the "quality" of the resulting image . . .
Comment is about Fiona Sampson to launch new poetry magazine (article)
Original item by Greg Freeman
Thu 20th Dec 2012 09:24
Thanks for the advice John. Does that mean that it's best to leave one poem up for a week or so?
The sonnet form is a favourite of mine—I use it a lot.
Comment is about Afterwards (blog)
Original item by Tom Chapman
Thu 20th Dec 2012 09:19
Very emotive, it's exactly as it is.
Thu 20th Dec 2012 09:10
Very moving indeed Graham.
I think for selfish reasons I'd rather be the "leaver" than the one left behind.
Powerful juju as ever Graham.
Comment is about And Trio's (blog)
Original item by Graham Sherwood
Thu 20th Dec 2012 09:07
Powerful stuff, Tom and in a classic sonnet form too.
Excellent. Keep posting.
(Just one word of advice if you're new to the site; when you post anything it automatically removes your previous post. I know you posted a political one recently which won't be visible in the main blog although it will be on your own page).
I think that's how it works!
Thu 20th Dec 2012 07:48
"Everyone thinks they can write poetry. It is like photography." I love that comment, right on the nail.
I used to be an OK photographer and able to scrape a meagre living but by that barometer I must be a terrible poet :)
Thu 20th Dec 2012 07:44
Thank you for your kind words Mike
Comment is about What Angels? (blog)
Original item by Paul Sands
Thu 20th Dec 2012 06:35
Thanks for this Graham. It is very moving, and I relate (but only somewhat) to it as my wife's health is deteriorating, and she has asked me a few times lately, "What will you do when I die?"
It's quite sobering, and in thinking about it I wrote "Afterwards", which I have just posted.
I am not comfortable with free verse—I am never sure where the line breaks go and for what reason, but you have captured the emotion here really well.
Good work, Tom.
Thu 20th Dec 2012 01:27
Thanks Hugh! Where is Boozebury? Please keep me laughing! Take care, Tony.
Thu 20th Dec 2012 01:16
Thanks for your comments on Christine. I am working on the song version. Take care, Tony.
Wed 19th Dec 2012 23:40
LOL @ Jeremy Kyle show!
Have a great christmas.
Comment is about Note to Self (blog)
Wed 19th Dec 2012 23:27
Brilliant! In all essence what comes to mind is a plea for more understanding of our frail and dieing.
I also think that more could be done to comfort our elderly in their twilight years but as ever, those that know them well are often the most powerless, their own children.
Try to find some peace this christmas and know that they will watch over you with caring smiles.
Comment is about Help me - help me please (blog)
Original item by Charlotte Peters Rock
Wed 19th Dec 2012 23:21
I find this a very striking piece. Of the recent poems I have read this one stands out the most yet I am surprised that there are not more comments. Surely our fellow poets must know talent when they see it?
Well done Paul. This short poem is terrific.
Wed 19th Dec 2012 23:17
In just three stanza's you tell a tale that spans a lifetime. I agree with others that say it should be a song, but I also feel it could be a short story of sorts if you wanted it to be.
Nice wordage Tony.
Comment is about Christine. (blog)
Wed 19th Dec 2012 23:09
I have been that man with rage but, I have been more the butt of abuse. He sounds really stressed and psychotic, I know both of them too. Sounds like he needs not the phone ramming up his jacksie but, perhaps a long vacation away to search what and who truly matters to him.
(My own stresses that have seen me react this way in the past were caused by too much time overseas on operations, that coupled with ill health)
although, I don't doubt that there are protagonists of anger out there that just cannot justify their rage (I have come across those too). I feel for the woman in the car, perhaps every good girl should be taught by concerned mothers and fathers to keep twenty quid aside for a taxi so avoiding putting themselves at risk.
Great poem and I feel your getting rid of some of your own anger in the way it is written. Very expressive, but what else would i come to expect from a poet as fantastic as yourself.
Have a great Christmas where I hope you can find some peace in this ever maddening world.
Wed 19th Dec 2012 22:40
Hello Graham, this is a really touching and mournful piece of prose that I read several times. The last stanza makes me think of old age where one remains and one has passed on. If this poem refers to your own situation then my heart goes out to you at this time of year.
Terrific work Graham.
Nice one, all the best,
Patricia and Stefan Wilde
We absolutely love this poem!!
-if only we could derive a better'ourselves'
in this way.Maybe start with the Kama Sutra
Our best to you.xx
Wed 19th Dec 2012 21:06
I can see why Paper Tangle appealed to you Katy, best wishes, Steve
Comment is about Katy Megan Hughes (poet profile)
Original item by Katy Megan Hughes
Wed 19th Dec 2012 20:55
Enjoyed reading your poem.
Comment is about Christmas Card 2012 (blog)
Original item by Roy Chetham
Wed 19th Dec 2012 20:51
As warm and cheering as a glass of mulled wine!
Wed 19th Dec 2012 20:25
It’s up to you
the word to be clear.
If only one knew
and be a seer.
Peace on earth is worth.
Good will to men is a mirth.
Hear it and buy presents
from the local store or…
but not computer games of death and war,
but something that your dears will adore.
Comment is about Christmas Time (blog)
Wed 19th Dec 2012 18:24
Enjoyed very much, Tom.
I don't normally like political poetry of any hue but I admire the skill you have in structuring a faithful rhythm as well as constructing the internal rhymes.
Comment is about Corporate Greed (blog)
Wed 19th Dec 2012 18:11
All the better for a repeat performance, MC.
I don't underestimate the skill in linking internal rhymes of only 4 syllables and still keeping the sense "on track".
Neat and uplifting.
Seasons greetings, pop-picker.
Comment is about WHEN CHRISTMAS COMES AROUND (blog)
Wed 19th Dec 2012 18:04
Thanks for your thoughts on "Veggie Stew". I do indeed intend to sing this live (I shan't be singing it dead!)
Comment is about Veggie Stew (blog)
Wed 19th Dec 2012 18:01
What ho, MC.
many thanks for your thoughts on my latest cookery recipe, "Veggie Stew.
Wed 19th Dec 2012 17:19
Just popped by for a quick stroke.
I think I have been at various times the driver, the passenger and the lift.
On balance I think the lift's position is the least invidious - they get the chance to walk away from the storm.
Very vivid language. You paint a scene crackling with with heaviness.
Wed 19th Dec 2012 16:50
Thanks for your comments folks.
I'm not sure if this is a departure so much as a change of style to suit the subject matter. It was an ugly scene and I wouldn't have wanted to write about it in rhyme or an overly poetic way.
The repetition is necessary for me - it gives me the distance I need to establish between me and the front passenger.
Sometimes, distance is all you can hope for :)
Thanks for reading. It's a busy time of year and I appreciate you making the time. xx
Wed 19th Dec 2012 15:51
I liked this piece very much. It speaks to every human with a conscience. I've shared it through my Facebook account. Nice work.
Wed 19th Dec 2012 15:07
Really like this Isobel - very atmospheric.
Maybe some of the repetitions are slightly over-egged, but that's just my opinion, I don't think they're necessary to the quality of the poem :)
Wed 19th Dec 2012 14:53
Hope the funeral went well Dorinda. Once you get past the tears they can be good occasions. I always remember my Uncle Ray's funeral. I left a sad tearful room to take my car home, then returned to a right old 'booze up' that uncle Ray would have loved . .
Whats Stockport like these days? 20 years ago and more I was a bus driver at Daw bank. Bet its all changed now!
Glad you enjoyed 'a friend of a friend'
Best wishes, Steve
Comment is about Dorinda MacDowell (poet profile)
Original item by Dorinda MacDowell
Wed 19th Dec 2012 11:47
Love it! Happy Christmas MC! Take care, Tony.
Wed 19th Dec 2012 11:37
Fantastic! You have hit the nail on the head with this! Take care, Tony.
Wed 19th Dec 2012 11:30
Hi MC. Thanks for your comments on Christine. I am going to turn this poem into a song and I will put the audio on my profile page as soon as it has been recorded. Take care, Tony.
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