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« Reply #800 on: 06/05/2008 13:12:46 »
Alright then.

How does this thread keep coming back?
Nothing is absolute. It takes a thousand people to make a stereotype, only one to grind it into the dust.

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« Reply #801 on: 06/05/2008 15:07:11 »
Its one of my favorites .. why don't you post your writting.. I will soon.

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« Reply #802 on: 06/05/2008 17:23:25 »
Its one of my favorites .. why don't you post your writting.. I will soon.
I don't have any.
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« Reply #803 on: 06/05/2008 18:04:16 »
It doesn't need to be poetry..your story in here would be nice to see.. I miss your little pages of the story you stopped posting... I wish you hd each section in here!

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« Reply #804 on: 06/05/2008 22:22:14 »
Excellent idea Karen.  Ben - why don't you put your story here?
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« Reply #805 on: 07/05/2008 13:04:09 »
Meh, I'll think about. It'd take a lot of digging though.
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« Reply #806 on: 07/05/2008 22:09:33 »
Yes but it would be very nice to be able to read it all together unless you feel unsafe about printing it here in one piece... it is a good story and you may want to publish it when you are done... so  its up to you... snippets are nice too!

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« Reply #807 on: 18/07/2008 09:58:35 »
Yesterday

The summer ended and a warm breeze still filled the fall trees with the slightest nip in the air.
Colors changing and leaves dancing about the boughs at a slightly lively pace,
Others breaking away as if frightened by the nip that slapped at them as they sashayed about!

Days passing and skies growing darker the bitterness of winter trying to edge out the sweetness of the summer sun... yet still the warm sensations of that lovely summer hung on for dear life although it struggled in a painful manner, trying to retain the warmth and feelings it had stirred in heat of the season.. Such passion it spread such joy it brought.. a warmth that never a winter could erase.....

As cold and brutal as the winter its bitterness brings yet another passion,tumultuous storms stirring up the air sending a cold rain down, causing a shivering cringe of ripples in its path, a coolness that temporarily blocks out the joyous warmth and brings with it a new sharp icy cold that sends animals into their shelters and humans into their homes inviting a physical warmth to stir amongst the nester's cuddled within their walls. Longing for the heat from the sun and finding that warmth within themselves.. in their nurturing and loving manners.. warmth reins true to form and yonder skies see no sun hovering, but a cool blanket of snow and a bitter wind that blows sharply against all that brave its rage. Soon the days are warm and the coolness eases again as new growth springs forward and new life emerges from the heat of the nests and the sun begins to dance across the morning skies warming the soil and air, as the wind still stirs its restless breaths amongst the trees and across the blossoming fields of green!

Yes, the sun brightens the world and fills us all with a heady aroma of flowers and a drying of the ground, sending me off into a wonderful world of memories of sweetest warmest summer of my existence...The memories a cold winter could never erase, a memory of dreams of love and life and a joy I will cherish for the rest of my life..
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« Reply #808 on: 20/07/2008 10:39:05 »
              Come Dance with me!
 
   Come dance with me  and feel my heart as it pounds
so close to yours...

   Come kiss me sweet upon my neck as we glide across
the floor...

   Come whisper love into my ears, with breath so sweet
and warm...

   Come pull me close into your arms and keep me safe
from harm ...

   Come raise the hairs upon my skin, with touches soft
 and sweet...

   Come dance with me forever and our lives will be
complete...

   Come hold me now and tell me that you'll never
let me go...

   Come tell me with a reverence that you'll always
love me so...

   Come kiss me now and hold me tight and stay with me
each night...

   Come lay beside me in the dark, and fill my nights
with life...

   Come caress my breasts and stroke my face with your
fingers oh so right...

   Come  join with me and one we'll be, into the
morning light...

   Come fly with me and be my love, my heart,my soul,
my life!
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« Reply #809 on: 22/07/2008 11:58:09 »
that's lovely Karen

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« Reply #810 on: 22/07/2008 21:08:28 »
Thanks Hadrian

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« Reply #811 on: 22/07/2008 21:42:03 »
Karen your writing is enchanting reading


I just scribbled this after being inspired by you

Silence flows like a babbling brook across smooth stones
Glistening shimmering waters edge beckons out for chilling
Crayfish follow and challenge teasing toe moments
Trout leaping to touch a silvery moon fall and anoint our thoughts
A heron stabs and studies and stabs some more and quickly swallows

Wolf calls but seldom seen we feel its soulful knoll play upon our spine
Looking for those calculating eyes amid the pines and nettle
We quickly gather thoughts with pace and run for steam and kettle
The door is closed the room is dark the cup is filled and bed is calling
Heart pounding we extend our ears to night and tomorrow seek another fright

Written 22 July 08
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« Reply #812 on: 22/07/2008 22:55:54 »
Andrew.. Thank you for such a lovely comment.

Yours is very beautiful.. and speaks so beautifully of from your heart .. You really should delight us with more of your talented writings.. very deep meaning that I find within them.. Thanks Andrew!


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« Reply #813 on: 23/07/2008 19:45:15 »
do post your work also on the Activity4Life forum it would be most welcome............

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« Reply #814 on: 23/07/2008 19:50:27 »
I will, just had a very complicated couple weeks.. Andrew should also post his there! His are beautiful!

Thanks Hadrian!

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« Reply #815 on: 23/07/2008 19:55:50 »
I would be so happy to see his work on our little site.

Here is the link to the right section

http://www.activity4life.com/forum/index.php?topic=9.0

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« Reply #816 on: 23/07/2008 20:12:01 »
do post your work also on the Activity4Life forum it would be most welcome............

All done!!

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« Reply #817 on: 25/07/2008 00:08:05 »
Thanks again

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« Reply #818 on: 25/07/2008 12:12:03 »
Your welcome and Thank you Hadrian..

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« Reply #819 on: 16/08/2008 09:35:29 »
 Its a dogs life!

Around and around my tail goes,
my heart is beating fast!

Trying to catch that tail of mine,
but its moving way to fast..

Like a dog who's caught its tail,
and chews and chews all day..

I stand up tall and think I've won,
but then it runs away!   

Oh my word,that circle turns so fast,
I am completely out of breath!

Its a never ending chore it is,
cause my tails attached to my a**!

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« Reply #820 on: 28/08/2008 10:27:16 »
The droning sound the computer makes, the screens bright glowing face!
The creaking sounds of heat and wood a house settling down in place.

The buzz off to the left, of a mosquito's buzzy hum.
The quiet dripping faucet, from a tub that needs to be plumbed.

The high pitched sound of a refrigerator, I hear from another room.
It brings a feeling of loneliness, sadness, and gloom.

I hear the dog stir in his sleep, a dream of play, I think.
The muscles twitch the eyes move fast, a clue of fun from days gone past!

The heat remains from earlier still, My sleep will not come now.
Restless hot and tired and sweat upon my brow.

So tired I am from life's trials, so much Ive done with loads of smiles.
Tonight I sit here all alone and wonder where my life has gone.

The day I sat and watched TV and let my brain decay,
Then there was a day I prayed, That God would take it all away.

Sometimes when I was all alone and darkness did descend.
I cried many nights for God that time would for me, soon end.

And when my cries went on deafened ears, My heart withdrew from me,
And somewhere back in that struggle I was lost somewhere at sea.

So loud the sounds ones soul does make,
when alone in the world..I shiver and shake..

I hate the sounds from inside the dark, the place within my soul..
It grinds and ebbs against my heart like the tide upon the shore

It washes in, it washes out, the emotions that flood my mind!
Like sands upon the beach in the memories of time.

I wonder now these long long nights, what lies ahead for me....?
Is it done this life of mine? Is silence whats left for me...?

I hate the quiet, so lonesome here, when the soul cries out to be free.
Give me strength to carry on until My Heart finds me! 

 




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« Reply #821 on: 01/09/2008 23:55:09 »
                           My  Treasure

You are the treasure of my heart, and the peace in my soul. Your the
love of my life and you make me whole.

You are sun in the sky on a dark, gloomy day...Your the moon and the
stars when the fogs in the way....

You are my world when the walls, seem to fall. You are my strength,
when I have none at all.

You are the light that lights my way... You are reason I wake every day.

You are my treasure, my prize, worth holding. You have given me life,
and love without folding.....

 A treasure I cherish, my life is complete, all my love I give away,
and lay at your feet......


Karen W.

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« Reply #822 on: 02/10/2008 19:59:03 »
Today
Heated at the furnace, forged from toil
 Quenched in sweat, and hardened by time,
Kissed by airborne molten steel
Fed on promise and humble pie,
I dine but not alone, my needs are few
But fewer still my gains
Today I laugh

laying awake, glary eyed and cold,
Disbelieve the sadness that unfolds
Remembering schools, the emphasise placed
On using tools, Learn a trade and skills
To strive for higher goals
The lesson learned is how to fight
Today I smile

Sitting alone on Buryhill Bank
So quiet now, tranquillised by deprivation
Yesterday Hooters sound, Stampings slam
Smoke belching from every orifice
Lights like thousands of fireflies
Pulsate memories now
Today I think

Northward bound in search of hope
I stare in disbelief
Foundations where proud factories stood
Desolation far as my eyes can see
Sickened angry, yet for the people sad
Was this bombsite Sheffield?
Is progress really shopping-malls?
Today I wipe a tear from my chin

You know what you have done
More destruction than Hitler caused
Everywhere I look I see your mark
Remember this,
 He who soweth nothing shall reapeth the same
Sit on your money pile but guard it well today

By Andrew K Fletcher enduring Thatcherism
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« Reply #823 on: 23/10/2008 08:20:41 »
Very good Andrew.. I am sorry I seemed to have missed this post.. very nice!

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« Reply #824 on: 23/10/2008 09:06:37 »
I don't want to go there Karen sounds like a pretty grim place to me. Must have been a dark time for you?

The droning sound the computer makes, the screens bright glowing face!

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« Reply #825 on: 23/10/2008 09:14:38 »
This threads a great place to come. Thank's for keeping it alive Karen. Hopefully we may inspire some more scribblings for those that read it.

Great poems by the way, you have quite a talent Karen



PS if you and Adrian would like to copy my scribbling to the other website you both mentioned earlier, please feel free to do so.
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                           My  Treasure

You are the treasure of my heart, and the peace in my soul. Your the
love of my life and you make me whole.

You are sun in the sky on a dark, gloomy day...Your the moon and the
stars when the fogs in the way....

You are my world when the walls, seem to fall. You are my strength,
when I have none at all.

You are the light that lights my way... You are reason I wake every day.

You are my treasure, my prize, worth holding. You have given me life,
and love without folding.....

 A treasure I cherish, my life is complete, all my love I give away,
and lay at your feet......


Karen W.

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« Reply #826 on: 23/10/2008 09:29:11 »
Well..have you ever had those times where your eyes just won't stop burning..... You know? That burn before the tears,that wafting up feeling that wells up in your shoulders and tingles into your neck and face and pours up through your eyes in pools of salty tears.... I must say that it is usually a sadness that comes my way... urging and coaxing those feelings up and out..... breaking through the dam you built to hold it in... you know that tough shell we all wrap ourselves with to protect us from hurt!
Well It flooded here tonight.. oh how the river flows.. you would think with all the times one cries, that there might be a  a long drawn out dry spell... but NO... The river flows and the world turns round and life goes on and the tears never stay away too long.. It's gotten to where I think they are there to remind us that we are still alive and still breathing!

 I remember a time when The wells went dry, and the sun stopped shining, and the moon ceased its awesome glow,,.. and time ceased for me... my life stopped like a carousel shutdown.. turned off... and left alone in the dark of the night.... No laughter, no smiles, no sounds.. An emptiness that was so dark like nothingness encompassing me..then I ceased to be... It was cold there, no warmth, no sensations, or real feelings one way or the other, no touches to touch my skin, or my heart.....

A long time passed for me in that place... then one day I heard a voice, a friendly voice soft and kind.. and the next day.. more ...Then suddenly I was awake and the flood gates let loose and there were so many emotions inside of me... such pain... such agony... and memories good and bad...dancing around in my head... I remember thinking I was having the most hellish dream of my life... but instead it wasn't a dream... it was me, really feeling, really having tears, and feeling the sun on my face, and hearing laughter from children, and seeing smiles on passing people's faces... Feeling joy, and warmth, dancing hand in hand with the bad, cold things.. warming me taking the edge off the cold bitterness I have inside of me. Wrapping me like a blanket with wet salty warm tears..... Not bad but good cleansing tears....

 Needing so much to find smiles and to fill my heart with love,happiness,joy, and warmth to help me.. move forward, and feel good, and alive again! Just want and need to feel alive again....

Did you ever feel like this...?
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« Reply #827 on: 23/10/2008 09:50:06 »
This threads a great place to come. Thank's for keeping it alive Karen. Hopefully we may inspire some more scribblings for those that read it.

Great poems by the way, you have quite a talent Karen



PS if you and Hadrian would like to copy my scribbling to the other website you both mentioned earlier, please feel free to do so.
Andrew


                           My  Treasure

You are the treasure of my heart, and the peace in my soul. Your the
love of my life and you make me whole.

You are sun in the sky on a dark, gloomy day...Your the moon and the
stars when the fogs in the way....

You are my world when the walls, seem to fall. You are my strength,
when I have none at all.

You are the light that lights my way... You are reason I wake every day.

You are my treasure, my prize, worth holding. You have given me life,
and love without folding.....

 A treasure I cherish, my life is complete, all my love I give away,
and lay at your feet......


Karen W.


 Thanks Andrew.. It is so nice of you to say those things.. Thank you.. I would be happy to read more of your work.. and they are so welcome here... I will post a few in the forum as you have written them here.. Hadrian will Love that!

  I too hope that others will once again participate in this thread as there are many very talented writers in our little science forum.. I do so miss the words....

Thanks Andrew!

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« Reply #828 on: 23/10/2008 09:57:37 »
I don't want to go there Karen sounds like a pretty grim place to me. Must have been a dark time for you?

The droning sound the computer makes, the screens bright glowing face!

Actually My computer has kept me sane.... .. but it an awful noise when the house is still.. and I can't sleep!
Yes, it can be a grim place to be...and is indeed a low spot for sure..... I am glad you won't soon if ever be going there.. its not a recommended place to take a trip!
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« Reply #829 on: 23/10/2008 10:08:37 »
While walking through London a long time ago, my wife and I saw hundreds of people walking around with bowler hats, brief cases, umbrellas, women in power suits, posh new cars. It was at the time all of the office windows were blown out of a huge tower block by a bomb. The streets were strewn with “so called important documents” As people paid them no attention and trod them into the gutter going about their mundane lives, busy doing nothing worthwhile.

I turned to my wife and said, “You see all of these people here dressed to impress, they do not contribute anything to the global economy, it is all smoke and mirrors, adding that every single one of them is feeding off the backs of the working class and it is a tremendous burden for people to carry on their already over burdened shoulders. One day the smoke will clear from the mirrors and people will see for themselves how useless these grossly overpaid controllers really are.

When Thatcher destroyed our once proud manufacturing capabilities and taxation together with rising fuel costs made absolutely certain that it would never return, we were told that London would become the business centre of the whole world.
No one believed it at the time. And why would they if this power house could not even run it’s own industry what bloody chance does it have of running other countries industries?

When a country stops producing it becomes a major importer of goods. Shopping malls replace factories and service industries thrive fore a short time. People who used to be able to afford to buy the goods from the local shops, with their meagre wages and have a pint and a smoke at the local pub find they can’t afford to eat and keep their homes warm. The local pub, once somewhere to have a warm and socialise over a hard earned pint, now forces it’s loyal customers to sit outside in the cold and rain, where gangs of passing youth’s pick them off one by one, even kicking them to death or stabbing them. We know, our family lost a young harmless lad aged 19 outside one such pub.

And now the true nature of the well suited Bankers with a capital W is finally exposed and the day of reckoning has descended upon their greedy self serving shameful misuse of power, who is left to pick up the tab?

After all, they did the maths, had computer projections, computer models, it all added up on those same important bits of paper my wife and I walked over on the day in London.

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« Reply #830 on: 23/10/2008 10:16:28 »
Thank you Andrew... I am sorry about that day it sounds like it had been very scary there... and I am sorry for your loss and others who were caught up in the bombing also... nice post!

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« Reply #831 on: 23/10/2008 11:38:58 »
Sadley Andrew, I do not think that all those bankers will pay the price.

As a small businessman, I pay tax which the government has handed over to the banks to the tune of £30m for them to lend to me + interest.

I pay interest on the my money which I lend to the banks to lend to me!!!


New dictionary entry

Bank (ba-ng-k) noun - System of legalised extortion
If brains were made of dynamite, I wouldn't have enough to blow my nose.

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« Reply #832 on: 23/10/2008 17:42:54 »
In defiance of  what aggrieves you
Let them eat away your flesh
Doesn’t make a difference
When your life’s a concrete mesh

Stand resolute with arrogance
And smile atop the hill
Survey of all you view from there
And own this bitter pill

Just take what all they throw at you,
Deflect it to the shadow
Absorb the crunch, the slap of face
And a smile will there to follow

You’re down the ebb, it’s occasional
It feels unjust, a bitter-cordial
Take a breath and hold elation
There’s joy in there  ‘withinhalation ‘

Now take that grief and wring it’s neck
Create from it  a nervous wreck
Ship it out to sea in depth
Chuck it out ,there’s nothing left

Reprieve yourself of what you toil
Become the shiny side of foil
Exist your life and free the wind
Let ‘hurts’ dilute and be thick-skinned

You know there’s light ?
There is you know ?
Little specs that start to grow
All you need is let them show

To feel such loss absurd this notion
Wasteful such to use emotion
Up the stairway, spread those wings
Fly to where the lovelight sings

Be cautious waste emotional woe
Where many fail, is where you’ll go
It’s just a rut so climb on out
Let light develop from sorry drought

Endings are beginnings
Finales are the start
Inject the end of these silly words
To the need that won’t depart

You’ll  feel the want for sentient food
It’s just a change of attitude
Focus where the need is blurred
Sharpen wits and be yourself heard.


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« Reply #833 on: 23/10/2008 20:17:35 »
That is very nice. Thanks for posting in our forum.

Welcome to the forum Impenniless.

Its nice to have new blood in here...

Hope you enjoy our facilites.....
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« Reply #834 on: 24/10/2008 10:36:19 »
Roses are red and violets are blue..
I ain't  sleeping and neither are you! LOL..


Sorry My poetic fingers have taken leave of my brain and
there is someone else in my head!!! HEE HEE HEE

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« Reply #835 on: 24/10/2008 10:54:42 »
Cotton candy spun like glass,
reflections of my wasted past.

Chocolate morsels sweet and bitter,
not very pretty with little glitter.

Sugary stickiness melted my heart,
Now such sweets must soon depart.

Wasted sugar is all I see..
Now to drink a bitter cup of tea.
 
Cotton Candy the sugar spins...
swirling round and round again..

Wrap me sweet inside your strings,
but this time, let my soul to sing!

Cotton Candy spun like glass..
maybe this time it will last!

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« Reply #836 on: 08/11/2008 11:49:03 »
True Spooky Story  Play this after reading it. http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=XwXZgSy5ZQw
This tune brings back a really spooky memory for my wife and I every time we hear it.
Our car broke down on the A303, Managed to find a place to pull in before the car ground to a halt and lifted the bonnet to find out what was wrong. Noticed some old rusty tools and plumbing bits scattered around the pull in but took no notice. Asked Jude to try the car again because I could not find anything wrong, the car fired up first time and for 2 e years that we kept it after, it never broke down again. Anyway, we drove away on our long journey and about 5 minutes after pulling away, I turned to Jude, who I know can't whistle, just to see if it was here that was whistling a tune I knew but could not quite remember, to find she was also looking at me to see if I was whistling. Both of us looked very puzzled as no radio was on in the car.  Jude said someone must have got in the car with us. No one visible at least got in the car as I would have known about it. Jude looked in the back to make sure adding “If anyone is I the car with us, we don’t mind and you are very welcome to stay with us. A little further down the road the same tune though somewhat quieter echoed around the car and again we looked at each other.  We never heard the whistling again.

A few days later I realised the name of the tune that we heard from the cryptically whistling part, which appeared to come from the back seats of the car.

That was also really spooky because the song title was “looking back over your shoulder”, which was exactly what my wife and I had been doing along the darkened early morning journey after our very odd break down, me being a good mechanic and all. I then learned the tune was by Mike and the Mechanics. Now this was becoming too much of a coincidence to bear. I have to understand something or it simply is not happening. Yet that night it definitely did happen and to this day I do not have an explanation for it.

Jude is into spiritual stuff. Me, well not a great fan of the most haunted programmes to put it mildly. She said someone must have got in the car with us that morning during the darkened hours. I just told a friend the same story here at our home and showed the video of Mike and the Mechanics only for him to point out it is a grave yard scene. Gulp…….
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« Reply #837 on: 08/11/2008 17:15:29 »
Very eerie story Andrew! Thanks for sharing.

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« Reply #838 on: 11/11/2008 19:17:42 »
I don't write poetry but discovered this yesterday on a course I'm doing - it's full of very powerful imagery even if, like me, you're not a Christian. It's called The Second Coming.

Turning and turning in the widening gyre
The falcon cannot hear the falconer;
Things fall apart; the center cannot hold;
Mere anarchy is loosed upon the world,
The blood-dimmed tide is loosed, and everywhere
The ceremony of innocence is drowned;
The best lack all conviction, while the worst
Are full of passionate intensity.

Surely some revelation is at hand;
Surely the Second Coming is at hand.
The Second Coming! Hardly are those words out
When a vast image out of Spiritus Mundi
Troubles my sight: somewhere in sands of the desert
A shape with lion body and the head of a man,
A gaze blank and pitiless as the sun,
Is moving its slow thighs, while all about it
Reel shadows of the indignant desert birds.
The darkness drops again; but now I know
That twenty centuries of stony sleep
Were vexed to nightmare by a rocking cradle,
And what rough beast, its hour come round at last,
Slouches towards Bethlehem to be born?

-- William Butler Yeats, January 1919


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« Reply #839 on: 11/11/2008 21:33:07 »
Thanks for posting it. Yeats was a very good poet...Good Stuff Blakestyger.

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« Reply #840 on: 03/12/2008 09:24:34 »


    A Sorting Out Of Life

Sorting things out is not an easy chore..
Trying to end a marriage and to close an old old door...

There's this gapping hole that bleeds you dry..
Leaves you bitter and makes you cry!
 
Just when you think your strong enough,
Thats when things get really rough.

Cleaning a drawer with things of old ..
My Daughters Lock of Hair, I hold....

Sending memories flooding into my head,
Like a spider spinning a complex web.

The day we cut it was hell to pay!
She wanted it done then cried all day!

So in an attempt to ease her pain...
For her Daddy she made a chain.

So we took that long hair and braided it just so...
Now her Daddy, would never let it go....

A treasure he kept inside his drawer,
A braid of hair, nothing more..

A soft side to that man I loved...
Was sweet and kind and warm..

All my life I trusted him,
To never leave my arm...

And now my heart lies crying,
In corners here and there..

And silly little memories make,
The pain so hard to bare.

Stop it must! This pain I have...
Else die I will for sure..

As The bleeding heart that beats in me,
Cries out for love once more....


Karen W.

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« Reply #841 on: 03/12/2008 14:16:59 »
Awesome Karen.

When is your book up for publishing?

Blakestyger, let us sample some of your own scribbling. There is a poet in everyone, or just share an experience in life's well trodden road.

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« Reply #842 on: 03/12/2008 14:49:09 »
Lovely poem karen..I agree with Andrew...you're amassing quite a collection and a book should ensue !!

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« Reply #843 on: 03/12/2008 19:12:20 »

Awesome Karen.

When is your book up for publishing?

Blakestyger, let us sample some of your own scribbling. There is a poet in everyone, or just share an experience in life's well trodden road.

Andrew

Thank you Andrew..Thats very kind!

A book..? Not of my Lousy, endless drivel.. what a joke!
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« Reply #844 on: 03/12/2008 19:16:56 »



Lovely poem karen..I agree with Andrew...you're amassing quite a collection and a book should ensue !!


Thanks Neily.. My scribbles are not good enough for publishing.. and as someone once said to me.. there really is no market for this type of thing... poetry that is..
But thank you for the lovely comment!

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« Reply #845 on: 03/12/2008 23:16:17 »



Lovely poem karen..I agree with Andrew...you're amassing quite a collection and a book should ensue !!


Thanks Neily.. My scribbles are not good enough for publishing.. and as someone once said to me.. there really is no market for this type of thing... poetry that is..
But thank you for the lovely comment!


you have to push hard if you want to be serious about publishing poetry. Unless you self publish.. but again, the market is limited. One opening in the market is in the school system. English teachers are often looking for 'local or unpublished' works to use in literature classes. (just a thought)

I like your poems they hold an honesty that is about story telling...

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« Reply #846 on: 04/12/2008 07:54:44 »
I wouldn't know where to begin...Thanks for the nice compliment.. maybe someone will do something with them when I am gone... My kids hate my poetry with the exception of my son who dabbles in cowboy poetry! LOL..

I only write what I am feeling or going through as it is kind of a therapy.. you know.. get it out so I don't blow up! LOL......Otherwise I cannot function well!

Thanks JNA

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« Reply #847 on: 20/02/2009 01:57:36 »
Where are you?


Where are you? I look in every corner of each room...
Where are you? I've lost your love.. I need you soon.
Where  are the smiles that lit each day... ?
Where is the heart I gave away?

Where are you...?  Is my search is in vain.
Where are you...? There's so much pain.
Where is the joy in this winter rain?

Where are you...? I have looked all  my life.
Where are You...? You are my light.
Where are you, my heart cries each night...?
Where are you the love of my life?

Karen W.
2/19/2009

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« Reply #848 on: 20/02/2009 07:30:04 »
Dreams

Sleepy eyes, sleepy head, silly thoughts of boredom and dread!

Funny dreams, big machines, riding bicycles, cold ice cream!

People rising who are dead, weirdest thoughts from in my head!

Suns setting, moons high, soon stars will fill the open sky!

Starting over in the morn, birds a singing, thoughts are torn.

Puzzle pieces yet remain, in this, I call my Little brain!

Begin again this way, what thoughts will shape my world today!

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« Reply #849 on: 20/02/2009 07:39:53 »
WoW [:o][:o]
I am very very impressed [:o]