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Poetry

Started by Jeanne Lee, April 02, 2016, 01:56:33 PM

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Jeanne Lee

Here's the place for those who enjoy writing, reading or hearing poetry.   :)

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Kelly

Hi Jeanne Lee
Thank you for the poetry board

Kelly

Kelly

Hi Everyone
I will try and find the poem I started about the Isle of Man.

Kelly

Sato

Thank you, Jeanne Lee, for your arrangement of this forum.

Kelly, I hope I'll enjoy poetry from you soon.
Photos and Videos are my Hobbies. (S.Sato)

Kelly

Hi Sato
Hopefully in a few days with a poem.

Kelly

Tomereader1

#5
Here is an original poem, by yours truly, which may or may not be in finished form.  It's one I've worked on for ages, well a couple of years anyway.  Enjoy.

NAMING THE MUSE

My orphaned scribblings languish,
in a cabinet drawer,
A folder filled with shards of yellow legal pad,
And backs of envelopes,
With words scratched out, and others sent
To fill their void.
I cannot get them right.

This  Muse who visits in the night,
And flings these verbal morsels
At my sleepless mind.
She lights a flame
To vanish with the morning’s light.

I call her name - - almost a curse - - Insomnia!

J. McIntyre

Kelly

Hi Tomereader1
Very good - thank you for sharing your poem with us.

Kelly

Radioman34

Tomereader1 I would say you have captured the very essence of a case of writers' block. I was able to relate readily to everything you wrote

Tomereader1

It's so strange that the Muse leaves you when you're trying to write something pertinent, but dashes in to let you write a poem about "her". 

Marilyne

Tome - WOW!  Naming the Muse, is pretty darned awesome!  If you have others, you might consider putting a book of poetry together for possible publication. :thumbup:

Kelly

Hi Everyone
I like the poetry by Spike Milligan, series or funny.

This I find funny!

On The Ning Nang Nong


On the Ning Nang Nong
Where the Cows go Bong!
and the monkeys all say BOO!
There's a Nong Nang Ning
Where the trees go Ping!
And the tea pots jibber jabber joo.
On the Nong Ning Nang
All the mice go Clang
And you just can't catch 'em when they do!
So its Ning Nang Nong
Cows go Bong!
Nong Nang Ning
Trees go ping
Nong Ning Nang
The mice go Clang
What a noisy place to belong
is the Ning Nang Ning Nang Nong!!

Nita H

Tom, I enjoyed your poem very much. :)  I can relate and your style makes it easy to do so.  More?

Tomereader1

Thank you Nita and Marilyne!  Glad you both enjoyed the poem.  Haven't written much lately...life seems to be getting in the way!  Isn't that always what happens? 

Kelly

Did you like the Spike Milligan poem Tome?

Kelly

Tomereader1

Very cute, Kelly.

Kelly


Sato

Kelly, it's an enjoyable nice poem!!  Thank you so much.
Photos and Videos are my Hobbies. (S.Sato)

Chocky

The Kestrel

The Kestrel sits quietly on the post of a fence
And patiently waits for his prey
As I stand and look on
He is instantly gone
After his catch of the day

He has spotted a mouse and gets into position
Soon he will make a sharp dive
He’ll hover above
And with out any love
Will swoop down and take it alive

I admire this Falcon. He’s shrewd and he’s clever
He’s no match with his hover and pause
He’s quick, and he’s fast
His dive does not last
As he takes up his prey with his claws

All though he’s not huge his wingspan is wide
And his tail like a fan he will spread
He is one of a kind
So accurate you’ll find
He’s the best it just has to be said
©Beryl Ladd 2016
A true friend
Is the best possession

Kelly

Hi Chocky
Lovely poem

Kelly

Marilyne

Chocky - I really liked your poem . . very well done!  It made me wonder about the Kestrel, so I looked it up, and was surprised to discover that it's a small Falcon!  Lots of beautiful pictures of this lovely bird on Google.   

Kelly

Hi Marilyne
There is  a lovely English film called Kes, where a boy has a close bond with a falcon.  A much acclaimed film.

Kelly

Tomereader1

Hoping Sato was missed by the earthquakes.

Kelly

Hi Tomereader

How goes your day.

Kelly

Tomereader1

Sun finally came out, after a night of rain, and severe weather warnings all around us in N.E. Texas.  Supposed to have almost a week of sunshine and higher temps.  Before the sun came out, it was 60 degrees, which felt wonderful!

Kelly

Hi Tomereader
It was 50F here today and sunny spells

Kelly

JeanneP

I learned this poem in about my second year of school. could get up and say it. Just about the only one that I can still remember. Still my favourite.

he Owl and the Pussy-Cat
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By Edward Lear
I
The Owl and the Pussy-cat went to sea
   In a beautiful pea-green boat,
They took some honey, and plenty of money,
   Wrapped up in a five-pound note.
The Owl looked up to the stars above,
   And sang to a small guitar,
"O lovely Pussy! O Pussy, my love,
    What a beautiful Pussy you are,
         You are,
         You are!
What a beautiful Pussy you are!"

II
Pussy said to the Owl, "You elegant fowl!
   How charmingly sweet you sing!
O let us be married! too long we have tarried:
   But what shall we do for a ring?"
They sailed away, for a year and a day,
   To the land where the Bong-Tree grows
And there in a wood a Piggy-wig stood
   With a ring at the end of his nose,
             His nose,
             His nose,
   With a ring at the end of his nose.

III
"Dear Pig, are you willing to sell for one shilling
   Your ring?" Said the Piggy, "I will."
So they took it away, and were married next day
   By the Turkey who lives on the hill.
They dined on mince, and slices of quince,
   Which they ate with a runcible spoon;
And hand in hand, on the edge of the sand,
   They danced by the light of the moon,
             The moon,
             The moon,
They danced by the light of the moon.

JeanneP

Marilyne

Thank you Jeanne.  The Owl and the Pussycat, brought back some fond memories for me.  My mother used to read it to me when I was young, along with many other poems. It was one of my favorites, and I liked hearing it over and over again.  I remember the illustration in the book I had, showing them dancing on the sand, with the full moon overhead. I always wondered - and still wonder - what is a runcible spoon?

JeanneP

I think a runcible spoon is something like a cake fork looks like. (Don't see them much in Us) Shape like a spoon only have 2 prongs and then a flat curve side.  I have a silver set of them. All my silver I brought from UK over the years. Have a full set of Fish Knives and forks and servings pieces.  Keep trying to give to Daughters and G. daughter but they say don't get so fancy .Would never use.
JeanneP

Tomereader1

runcible spoon:  Just put it inyour search bar, and it will show many.  I can't seem to copy it to here.

Marilyne

For me, the most interesting thing about the spoon, was discovering that "Runcible" is a nonsense word invented by Edward Lear, himself.  Apparently Lear's friend, last name Runcy, had recently invented the utensil, as a spoon for children.  Lear, made up the name "Runcible", and used it in his poem The Owl and the Pussycat. :)