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« Reply #750 on: 20/10/2007 21:12:58 »
TIME

Time we chase
Across an endless sky
As no wings
Yet seems to fly
Seconds rush swiftly
Like a flowing spring

Like a flash of lightning
Our life does pass
Which we tend to treasure and preserve
Throughout life’s everyday dash
From dawn till dusk
We try to cope
But ever passing of time
Gives us little scope

On and on like the sea years flow
And just like a cork
We get tossed to and fro
Everyone’s life around time revolve
A mystery which no one
Seems to ever solve

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« Reply #751 on: 20/10/2007 21:16:05 »
LEST WE FORGET

The weather bleak
Home far away
Trenches filling with comrades
Before light of day
Brow cold from dripping sweat
Tired body shaking from battles roar
As a  front line soldier had
Seen it all before

Thoughts dwell to a far off land
Way out of reach
To that nice little cottage
By a sandy beach
Some day this bitter war will cease
And my chances of
Survival increase

Time running  out
Will soon be gone
With the rest of the lads
To a dreaded front line
Where battle rages on
Over the top lads
Came that commanding cry
All as one
They charge on by

Light seemed to end
Time had stood still
As another unsung hero
Fell never more to rise
At the foot of
His last hill

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« Reply #752 on: 20/10/2007 21:22:40 »
A Sight To Behold


In a blaze of colour
Bursts forth an early spring
A multitude of plant life comes alive
And birds begin to sing
In the distance a lark calls from the sky
Bringing a peaceful feeling to all passing by

Summer clouds flow across the milky way
Wildlife of every breed
Flit along by light of day
My eager footsteps
Take me across fields so green
As my thoughts dwell on each breathtaking scene

A light wind softly caresses blossom filled trees
Surrounded by a swarm
Of hardworking bees
Year after year
Still have that same feeling
As I witness natures beauty
Get more revealing

Think’s if only the whole world could see
Such a beautiful show
That’s standing here in front of me
Not one or even two
But a hill covered
With a sea of blue

A host of bluebells
Stand out so proud
Impressive to each one
Of an ever increasing crowd
Another wonder of our world
A majestic sight that lies unfurled
 

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« Reply #753 on: 20/10/2007 21:24:59 »
HELP PRESERVE OUR HEDGE ROW

Miles of hedge row snake out
Across the land
Some manmade others nature planned
Each have a part to play
Helping wildlife survive
Throughout their stay
Birds can shelter among
Their branches high
And watch for marauders
That circle the sky

They divide the land
Section by section
While traveling along you can
View them in any direction
Farmers till the soil
And plant their crop
Some of which turn up
In your local shop
On a summers day
It’s a sight to be seen
As your eyes take in each
Refreshing scene

Rivers and streams wind lazily
Over the country side
Some straight and narrow
Others deep and wide
Livestock graze as they wander around
Anglers fish silently trying hard
Not to make a sound
As you roam over our pleasant land
You can only hope mankind
Will try to leave it
As nature planned
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« Reply #754 on: 21/10/2007 05:52:10 »
Wow Andrew Those are wonderful... It sounds like your dad loved to write and well he did!
Thanks so much for bringing verse back into the thread!
 

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« Reply #755 on: 21/10/2007 13:12:26 »
Wow Andrew Those are wonderful... It sounds like your dad loved to write and well he did!
Thanks so much for bringing verse back into the thread!
erhmmm !!! *cough cough*



I agree, Andrew, thank you for sharing these wonderful poems that your dear father wrote.It's clear he had a passion for such wonderful verse and is such a wonderful celebration of prose that he leaves for you to share with us.

Though, I have to take issue with karens statements as I of course have been bringing verse of ' quality' back to the thread too !!
 

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« Reply #756 on: 21/10/2007 14:52:48 »
FIFTY YEARS ON

Once again that dreaded sound
Fills the air
Sending people scurrying
Into shelters every where
Overhead enemy bombers
Have that deadly drone
Bringing fear and dread
To anyone being alone

Wave after wave
Seek their destination
As into the air
Go our salvation
Spitfires hurricanes
To name but a few
Backed up by gunners
Firemen police and medics too

While battle after battle
Is taking place
The way our lads and lasses fought
Was no disgrace
Wardens patrolled each street
At night
Making sure no one
A chink of light

In the face of bombs
Or a raging fire
Praise or bravery
Will come no higher
With a powerful barrage
And their job done
They watched in relief
At the departing hun

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« Reply #757 on: 21/10/2007 14:56:04 »
Glad you like Dad's Poems he has many more.

GETTING AWAY FROM IT ALL

Down velvet mountains
Flows a crystal spring
Gently ripples and to
Listening ears softly sing
Ever winding seems no end
As it twists and turns
With  every bend

Sun brightly shines
From a clear blue sky
Adding warmth and cheerfulness
To all passing by
Wild birds sing
Rabbits run and play
Brightening up a glorious day

From fresh cut meadows wafts
The smell of new mown hay
Making a joyous relaxation
Throughout your stay
A refreshing feeling
Stems from a gentle breeze
As it softy caresses nature’s trees

In the country
People love to ramble
Down sandy banks
They slip and scramble
On and on mile after mile
As they clamber over countless style
Into a wilderness
Where insects bite and sting
Those eager ramblers follow the trail
Of that elusive spring

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« Reply #758 on: 21/10/2007 15:23:49 »
WONDERFUL ANDREW,

Truly !!.....I presume he is unpublished yes ?.....shame !!
 

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« Reply #759 on: 21/10/2007 15:30:55 »
Wow Andrew Those are wonderful... It sounds like your dad loved to write and well he did!
Thanks so much for bringing verse back into the thread!
erhmmm !!! *cough cough*



I agree, Andrew, thank you for sharing these wonderful poems that your dear father wrote.It's clear he had a passion for such wonderful verse and is such a wonderful celebration of prose that he leaves for you to share with us.

Though, I have to take issue with karens statements as I of course have been bringing verse of ' quality' back to the thread too !!

Yes Andrew These are wonderful. It is great of you to share them with us here.

And Neils right he has been trying to add color to the thread again as only he can do!!!! LOL   Exception Noted Kind Sir! The Quality you add is sorely missed and greatly loved by us all! LOL!
 

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« Reply #760 on: 21/10/2007 22:02:49 »
I made a promise to Dad shortly before he died. That promise was to publish his work. For the first time in my life, I saw a tear in his eyes.

I have not yet fulfilled that promise to dad. One night while laying semi awake in bed, I heard dad's unmistakeable voice. He said I'm not talking to you Andrew. I was absolutely stunned to hear him and have searched for a logical explanation. I have no idea why I am telling you this, I think I just need to offload some of the burden his death has delivered to me.

I found a tape after clearing his house, it was a tape of his poems being read out on radio programmes. One however was read by Dad, I have not played it since.

The drug metformin killed Dad, I have done much homework on this drug. Metformin is given to people with type 2 diabetes. I begged Dad to throw the medication away, pleading with him to change his diet instead.

While Dad was dying in hospital with cancer of the pancreas, liver, and gall bladder, I turned to ask the doctor who had been doing diabetes tests on Dad and in front of my brother, his wife, my wife and myself, asked the Doctor a direct question.

That question was; Does my dad have type 2 diabetes? The reluctant answer came back No your father does not have type 2 diabetes.. Next question was; Has he ever had type 2 diabetes? Answer again was No.

Next question was. Why on earth has my father been prescribed a drug that is known to alter the cells in the liver and pancreas, (confirmed by a specialist in the U.S.A.).

Answer; Your father was given this drug just in case he developed type 2 diabetes?

Dad died of a very painful cancer which spread to many areas of his body. He died without taking so much as a single paracetamol! Such was his distrust in the medical profession. Dad lived with horrendous leg ulcers and his legs were like raw meat. He still managed to climb his ladder to clean windows right until retirement. I helped dad to heal his ulcers and dramatically reduce swelling and bulging veins when his bed was tilted  back in 1996 if memory serves me correct. Occasionally his legs would break down, but recovered again in a few weeks. I suspect during the last months of his life he contracted MRSA in Russell’s Hall Hospital and my last memory of him was horrific.

WONDERFUL ANDREW,

Truly !!.....I presume he is unpublished yes ?.....shame !!
 

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« Reply #761 on: 21/10/2007 22:43:58 »
Andrew, please see PM.
 

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« Reply #762 on: 22/10/2007 05:38:57 »
ANdrew I am sorry you are hurting I do understand. I am so glad you have shared these things with us here. I am amazed by your diligence in trying to keep your father healthy and the degree in which you went to learn more to try to help him and others. I am sure that your efforts will not go with out regard as well as your fathers courage to continue on in the face of the pain he must surely have endured during his sicknesses. It is alway shocking to here the stories such as yours and I am privileged to have been able to read it. Thank you Andrew ..

 I also will listen and discuss with my doctor the bed therapy after surgery on Wednesday.. It may be a while.. but if we have moved in a timely manner I am hoping to heal and be able to give your bed incline a shot!

Your fathers writing is wonderful and full of life.. Thank you for sharing with us.
 

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« Reply #763 on: 22/10/2007 17:50:49 »
Yes! Sucess! I am cleansed from my pain! The procedure of this merciful act remains unknown, but i am free to see!
 

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« Reply #764 on: 23/10/2007 01:14:57 »
Ben these are teriffic lines so mature and very good!
 

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« Reply #765 on: 23/10/2007 17:30:48 »
Thanks i thought they were rad, dude.

Hahahaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa just kidding.
 

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« Reply #766 on: 23/10/2007 18:54:54 »
I Love it !!!!! LOL
 

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« Reply #767 on: 24/10/2007 11:24:22 »
Naked Scientists What’s that all about then?

Unclothing, stripping it down and exposing the naked science
Naked Scientists peel away their sexy white coats in compliance
Doctors examine by defrocking, seldom mocking but sometimes shocking
Entertaining simplifying geological questions gets us really rocking
Radiating energy pulling and pushing keeps movement physically atomic
Specific fossils subjectively suggest the origin of repro-symbiotic
Tectonic Teamwork Tantalising Teachings are frequently postulated
Advancing Science and Education in Schools requires it to be debated
Never underestimate The Scientific Method as a path to the Truth
Diligently dedicated to unfolding the mysteries by searching for proof
Investigating and Searching for answers to problems? Send us your Queries
Notoriously Cautious analysing data of ideas, hypothesis, & exciting new theories
Gravity keeps our feet firmly on the ground and seeks some Universal compliance
Statisticians carefully analyse the maths crunching E = mc2 to prove the science
Children you are our Biologists, Physicists, chemists, and physiologists of tomorrow!
International Space Station experiments and micro-gravity are some of our stars
Environmental solutions to save our fragile Earth or sending rockets off to Mars
Nobel Prize Laureates, famous inventors, scientists, doctors & engineers we honour
Chemical reactions explode our minds and biological processes bewilder our souls
Experimentation producing solid irrefutable scientific explanation are our main goals
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« Reply #768 on: 24/10/2007 15:44:07 »
Very nice Thanks Andrew.
 

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« Reply #769 on: 27/10/2007 18:40:25 »
Sharing writing is a wonderful thing.  :)

With your permission I'll show you some of mine though it's quite different from the things that have gone in here before.
I (used to) do a lot of creative writing together with other people, a kind of role play you could say, all in words.
It taught me a lot about the English language which after all is my 3rd and I still grapple with grammar, vocabulary and all the finer nuances of context.
But - it used to be a lot of fun and just perhaps you'll enjoy reading it too  :)

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“You are telling me that none, NONE!... of these vessels will take up my commission? Alandriel’s voice, tight and controlled, held in check by the awe inspiring presence of the regal elf, nevertheless betrayed her exasperation.

“My lady, the Teleri’s tone was soothing and appeasing as he shook his head slightly, “I have tried to tell you for a few days now. There is nothing that I can do; maybe at a later time. “

Alandriel bowed in return and he soon disappeared amongst a small crowd of elves that had gathered by the pier.

Now what?

“Still no luck, aye?”

Alandriel turned around.

Leaning nonchalantly against a stack of crates, scraping a piece of wood with a knife, was the same rugged, dark haired man she had talked to on a few occasions these past days: by her reckoning a Ranger from the North; one of a few that since the end of the War of the Rings seemed to have made the Grey Havens, or rather it’s environs their haunt; for adjacent to the ancient harbour had sprung up a new settlement, a village of sorts: a trading outpost, ideally situated closer to the mouth of the river Lhûn.

Fishermen mostly lived there, trading their bounty from the rich estuary with the few farmers that determinedly scraped a meagre living off the marshy land. Infrequently river-men from the North hawked furs and ivory there, the latter even attracting the occasional dwarf from the Blue Mountains. Peace seemed to have driven some of the more adventurous folk to seek out new opportunities in the largely empty lands of the West. The village, despite being not much more than a shanty town had nevertheless the feel of a warm and close-knit if not vibrant place common to communities forced to work closely hand in hand.

Yet these were ‘normal’ folk; rugged, yes  even rough, just like the man who had addressed her. What set him apart however were his eyes, the way he looked at her with that disconcertingly sharp gaze of his. What had brought the likes of him, for she had noted the presence of a few others, to the ancient and fading elf haven she could only guess. Maybe it had something to do with King Elessar’s renewed interest in the North and his resolve - so she had heard - to one day revive the old glory of what once had been the cities of the Kings of Arthedain. Mithlond after all had played an important role also as a port for many a party of allies, be it Númenorean or Gondorian. Maybe this Ranger had been sent to keep an eye out; and what better disguise than as in an official capacity of harbour master’s assistant?
Surely if she had been greatly troubled by the sudden exodus of many high lords and ladies some weeks ago and their subsequent return, others must have noticed too.

That is what had drawn her here: rumors of a great gathering in a mysterious place by the name of Tor-Ontó.

“No luck.” She sighed. “And there I was hoping that since the parties have all now returned, I would be able to secure passage.

“They are all taken. I’ve told you so before.” Another wood shaving fell to the ground. “See those?” With the knife he pointed briefly at the group of elves by the pier before returning to his carving.

“They have been waiting to set sail, now that the ships have returned…”

“Yet more elves are leaving these shores?”

He nodded and then lowered his voice so that Alandriel felt compelled to step closer in order to hear his words.

“They call themselves Cuiviémar, somewhere from the North. A strange sight - with their elaborately embroidered robes of grey or white, their thick fur cloaks. Dark haired yet fair. very fair so much so it is almost as if the light shines through them.

He lowered his hands and sheathed his blade, holding up the pointed piece of wood for her to see. “That will do.”

Alandriel nodded yet it was not the sharply pointed peg that held her attention but his last words. Some elves indeed could give that impression, especially the ones born under the light of the trees. Only once had she encountered such a being. But despite that only brief meeting, she could well understand the awe and uneasiness she had detected in the man’s voice.

Cuiviémar.

She only possessed a fleeting knowledge of the High Elven tongue but it had something to do with ‘to awake’, ‘awakening’. The exact term she had never heard before, of that she was certain yet it reminded her of another word.

Elves from the North?

Where from the North? By the looks of them and the manner of their attire they certainly had not come from any ‘North’ that she knew. And why were they leaving now? Did that have anything to do with what she had begun to suspect? To fear? Was he trying to tell her something? She looked at him sharply yet he only grinned back crookedly. Exasperatedly she sighed and pulled the hood of her cloak over her head. She knew she would not get anything further out of him. She had tried before - a few times and all in vain.

“Well then, let me know if a vessel becomes available, ANY vessel. Please! It is most urgent. You can find me…..”

“Yes, yes I know, my lady,” he said almost mockingly, “at the House of the Seven Stars, you’ve told me a few times already.”

Strange woman, and quite insane, wanting to set off this early in the year, and going North, of all places, he mused, watching the woman climb the stairs that lead to the promenade lining the harbour area. As she vanished into one of the many alleys he sighed and retrieved the large leather-bound harbour log from atop the stack of crates. So slight, almost fragile but my, her hair is the colour of her spirit! Don’t envy the captain that will take her on…..if indeed there is one foolish enough to do so; for that amount, why, she could purchase a new ketch!

His gaze wandered over the harbour and then he grinned. A single mast sailing boat, smaller than the elven vessels yet well built from some dark wood he did not recognize was just rounding the pier in search for suitable anchorage.

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« Reply #770 on: 27/10/2007 18:56:59 »
WELL????  Did a vessel become available to her?
 

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« Reply #771 on: 27/10/2007 19:45:39 »
Do Go ON I am hypnotized! Beautiful Alandriel!!! Nice namesake!
 

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« Reply #772 on: 27/10/2007 20:21:56 »
Put me down for a copy :) sounds like Tolkein pulled a few heart strings, or should I say bow strings.

Nice flow and feel about your scribblings draws you in to the fictional world instantly leaving you thirsting for more. Loved the hobbit and Lord of the Rings, my son is into Terry Pratchet.

Did you see the message in my earlier post :)
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« Reply #773 on: 27/10/2007 20:28:26 »
LOL - thank you ladies. Glad you like it.
As I said, this is part of a multi-writer story so I can't possibly reproduce it here (besides, it'll take up too much space). You can, however, read it up where it was originally posted (and now gathers dust I suppose).
The link is HERE. You'll have to read 'backwards' though (scroll to the bottom and then read UP) to get things in sequence.

It was a fun story though with so many people involved you can imagine that keeping it going can be a challenge. We did vow to one day continue writing and perhaps some of us will.

ohh..... Andrew posted while I typed this. Namaste telurien  :) you honour me friend!
Message? What message? - no  worries though, I know how to 'stalk'  ;D
 

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« Reply #774 on: 27/10/2007 20:33:10 »
very nice Alandriel! Love it!
 

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