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By (user no longer on site) OP   
over a year ago

Why do people complain?

About the wet stuff the rain

Without it the grass would not be green

On the horizon trees would not be seen

Rain seems to promote all our troubles

But without it there would be no puddles

So we really should stop complaining

When next we wake and it’s raining

There is something about snow

The White stuff and I think we know

It reminds us of playful frolics

Of being cold and the drinking of Horlicks

Games on sledges and balls made to fight

Of a cold dark winters night

But its gone too soon all of a rush

To use up the fun before it becomes slush

I heard a question once which made me gasp!

What colour is the wind a man did ask

Strange I thought I must surely take note

The next time the wind is caught in the sail of a boat

Captured, with no where to go

Think of a colour, red green or even indigo

But why ask a question of this kind

Simple he said I am totally blind

We all want the sun to shine forever

No rain or wind or snow not ever

But without these companions of the sun in the sky

All we would do is sit in the sun and roundly fry

These companions should be celebrated not to mock

If we didn’t have them we would use all the sun block

Sunbathing would be subject to a total ban

Because by then we would all have a lovely tan!

Suppose what I am saying in a round about way

That our weather is gorgeous and here to stay

Subject that is to the phenomena of Global Warming

And opinions on that are still forming

But celebrate the rain wind and snow

The sun takes care of itself in a self-righteous glow

So Jump in Puddles and from snowballs hide

The colour of the wind? Look and you decide

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By *azzaahhWoman
over a year ago

north wales / chester

that's real nice xxxx thanks for sharing xx

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By (user no longer on site)
over a year ago

Who wrote that?

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By (user no longer on site) OP   
over a year ago


"Who wrote that? "
I did

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By (user no longer on site)
over a year ago

That's fabulous well done x

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By *yrdwomanWoman
over a year ago

Putting the 'cum' in Eboracum

I don't mind the rain, I just mind how bloody much of it we're getting

Trees need rain to grow, but they also need sun!

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By (user no longer on site)
over a year ago


"Who wrote that?

I did"

I write poetry myself so I applaud you for a well written piece. It's a shame these forums don't permit text formatting, as it would benefit greatly from it to see verses and structure.

Nice peice.

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By (user no longer on site)
over a year ago

That's an excellent poem, well done you

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By (user no longer on site) OP   
over a year ago


"Who wrote that?

I did

I write poetry myself so I applaud you for a well written piece. It's a shame these forums don't permit text formatting, as it would benefit greatly from it to see verses and structure.

Nice peice. "
Yes I pasted it from over a 150 compositions I o love poetry. I found a book yesterday called 100 British poems............sat on a plane an read it twice.......If by Kippling........makes me all tingly!!!

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By *ce WingerMan
over a year ago

P.O. Box DE1 0NQ


"Who wrote that? "

He's a poet, but you didn't know it

Seriously though, very good

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By (user no longer on site) OP   
over a year ago


"Who wrote that?

He's a poet, but you didn't know it

Seriously though, very good "
Ha ha ha ha......Thanks

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By (user no longer on site)
over a year ago


"Who wrote that?

I did

I write poetry myself so I applaud you for a well written piece. It's a shame these forums don't permit text formatting, as it would benefit greatly from it to see verses and structure.

Nice piece.

Yes I pasted it from over a 150 compositions I o love poetry. I found a book yesterday called 100 British poems............sat on a plane an read it twice.......If by Kippling........makes me all tingly!!!"

I just read 'If' five mins ago in the throne room. I always leave a couple of books on the shelf in there. Two of them are my favourite poetry books.

This is one of my favourite poems:

~

Leisure

~

What is this life if, full of care,

We have no time to stand and stare.

~

No time to stand beneath the boughs

And stare as long as sheep or cows.

~

No time to see, when woods we pass,

Where squirrels hide their nuts in grass.

~

No time to see, in broad daylight,

Streams full of stars, like skies at night.

~

No time to turn at Beauty's glance,

And watch her feet, how they can dance.

~

No time to wait till her mouth can

Enrich that smile her eyes began.

~

A poor life this is if, full of care,

We have no time to stand and stare.

~

William Henry Davies

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By (user no longer on site) OP   
over a year ago


"Who wrote that?

I did

I write poetry myself so I applaud you for a well written piece. It's a shame these forums don't permit text formatting, as it would benefit greatly from it to see verses and structure.

Nice piece.

Yes I pasted it from over a 150 compositions I o love poetry. I found a book yesterday called 100 British poems............sat on a plane an read it twice.......If by Kippling........makes me all tingly!!!

I just read 'If' five mins ago in the throne room. I always leave a couple of books on the shelf in there. Two of them are my favourite poetry books.

This is one of my favourite poems:

~

Leisure

~

What is this life if, full of care,

We have no time to stand and stare.

~

No time to stand beneath the boughs

And stare as long as sheep or cows.

~

No time to see, when woods we pass,

Where squirrels hide their nuts in grass.

~

No time to see, in broad daylight,

Streams full of stars, like skies at night.

~

No time to turn at Beauty's glance,

And watch her feet, how they can dance.

~

No time to wait till her mouth can

Enrich that smile her eyes began.

~

A poor life this is if, full of care,

We have no time to stand and stare.

~

William Henry Davies"
Yep that is a great piece of work

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By (user no longer on site) OP   
over a year ago


"Who wrote that?

I did

I write poetry myself so I applaud you for a well written piece. It's a shame these forums don't permit text formatting, as it would benefit greatly from it to see verses and structure.

Nice piece.

Yes I pasted it from over a 150 compositions I o love poetry. I found a book yesterday called 100 British poems............sat on a plane an read it twice.......If by Kippling........makes me all tingly!!!

I just read 'If' five mins ago in the throne room. I always leave a couple of books on the shelf in there. Two of them are my favourite poetry books.

This is one of my favourite poems:

~

Leisure

~

What is this life if, full of care,

We have no time to stand and stare.

~

No time to stand beneath the boughs

And stare as long as sheep or cows.

~

No time to see, when woods we pass,

Where squirrels hide their nuts in grass.

~

No time to see, in broad daylight,

Streams full of stars, like skies at night.

~

No time to turn at Beauty's glance,

And watch her feet, how they can dance.

~

No time to wait till her mouth can

Enrich that smile her eyes began.

~

A poor life this is if, full of care,

We have no time to stand and stare.

~

William Henry Davies"

Did you see that?

The wind blew off my hat

It’s a real pain

The smell of city rain

Its almost time to go

For a walk in the snow

It’s a bit of a slog

Trying to platt this fog

Is that how much it cost?

That covering of frost

I bet that would be nice

The longest sheet of Ice

I love a current bun

And am partial to the sun

Perhaps on this I could fail

Finding a rhyme for hail!

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By (user no longer on site) OP   
over a year ago


"Who wrote that?

I did

I write poetry myself so I applaud you for a well written piece. It's a shame these forums don't permit text formatting, as it would benefit greatly from it to see verses and structure.

Nice piece.

Yes I pasted it from over a 150 compositions I o love poetry. I found a book yesterday called 100 British poems............sat on a plane an read it twice.......If by Kippling........makes me all tingly!!!

I just read 'If' five mins ago in the throne room. I always leave a couple of books on the shelf in there. Two of them are my favourite poetry books.

This is one of my favourite poems:

~

Leisure

~

What is this life if, full of care,

We have no time to stand and stare.

~

No time to stand beneath the boughs

And stare as long as sheep or cows.

~

No time to see, when woods we pass,

Where squirrels hide their nuts in grass.

~

No time to see, in broad daylight,

Streams full of stars, like skies at night.

~

No time to turn at Beauty's glance,

And watch her feet, how they can dance.

~

No time to wait till her mouth can

Enrich that smile her eyes began.

~

A poor life this is if, full of care,

We have no time to stand and stare.

~

William Henry Davies

Did you see that?

The wind blew off my hat

It’s a real pain

The smell of city rain

Its almost time to go

For a walk in the snow

It’s a bit of a slog

Trying to platt this fog

Is that how much it cost?

That covering of frost

I bet that would be nice

The longest sheet of Ice

I love a current bun

And am partial to the sun

Perhaps on this I could fail

Finding a rhyme for hail!

"

Taking Wishy and a Throne Room theme

Silence is golden

A state to be holden

But noise can be quite good

As if I would

Silence is sometimes needed

To think to judge to be heeded

Noise in its place is sometimes required

If at a wedding a disco has been hired

Silence can be a source of embarrassment

Especially between lovers daggers are sent

Noise can explode pent up feelings

Usually with neighbours banging the ceilings

Silence is required in a church

When for your god you do search

Noise in its forms can be music to ones ears

But that depends on the advancing years

Silence on a summers day

In a field surrounded by hay

Noise from a clap of thunder

Can be classed a bit of a wonder

Silence and Noise poles a part?

One follows the other at the time of a fart!

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By (user no longer on site) OP   
over a year ago


"Who wrote that?

I did

I write poetry myself so I applaud you for a well written piece. It's a shame these forums don't permit text formatting, as it would benefit greatly from it to see verses and structure.

Nice piece.

Yes I pasted it from over a 150 compositions I o love poetry. I found a book yesterday called 100 British poems............sat on a plane an read it twice.......If by Kippling........makes me all tingly!!!

I just read 'If' five mins ago in the throne room. I always leave a couple of books on the shelf in there. Two of them are my favourite poetry books.

This is one of my favourite poems:

~

Leisure

~

What is this life if, full of care,

We have no time to stand and stare.

~

No time to stand beneath the boughs

And stare as long as sheep or cows.

~

No time to see, when woods we pass,

Where squirrels hide their nuts in grass.

~

No time to see, in broad daylight,

Streams full of stars, like skies at night.

~

No time to turn at Beauty's glance,

And watch her feet, how they can dance.

~

No time to wait till her mouth can

Enrich that smile her eyes began.

~

A poor life this is if, full of care,

We have no time to stand and stare.

~

William Henry Davies

Did you see that?

The wind blew off my hat

It’s a real pain

The smell of city rain

Its almost time to go

For a walk in the snow

It’s a bit of a slog

Trying to platt this fog

Is that how much it cost?

That covering of frost

I bet that would be nice

The longest sheet of Ice

I love a current bun

And am partial to the sun

Perhaps on this I could fail

Finding a rhyme for hail!

Taking Wishy and a Throne Room theme

Silence is golden

A state to be holden

But noise can be quite good

As if I would

Silence is sometimes needed

To think to judge to be heeded

Noise in its place is sometimes required

If at a wedding a disco has been hired

Silence can be a source of embarrassment

Especially between lovers daggers are sent

Noise can explode pent up feelings

Usually with neighbours banging the ceilings

Silence is required in a church

When for your god you do search

Noise in its forms can be music to ones ears

But that depends on the advancing years

Silence on a summers day

In a field surrounded by hay

Noise from a clap of thunder

Can be classed a bit of a wonder

Silence and Noise poles a part?

One follows the other at the time of a fart!

"
And Finally

Home, I like to be there when I can

Words from a song by my favourite man

But to travel the world in all its glory

To stand and tell of a magical story

Of places that have been seen

And those in our minds or so it would seem

Of people in far off lands

With beaches of pure white sands

Of fish so painted in gold

Of palm trees to the wind are ever so bold

And the sea o that mystery words do me failing

To swim to dive and certainly sailing

But home is a place with roots so firm

A place of solitude in which to serve your term

Of three score year and ten

Only to leave and travel once again

Without a home to always return

Of the world we would not learn

So set sail and reach far out

Intrepid traveller without fear or doubt

But remember from whence you came

For its there to return always the same

Home I like to be there when I can

Words from a song by my favourite man

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By *hole Lotta RosieWoman
over a year ago

Deviant City

see you then

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By (user no longer on site)
over a year ago

Oh and whoosh they were gone.... Was it something to do with the weather?

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By *hole Lotta RosieWoman
over a year ago

Deviant City

gone with the wind

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By (user no longer on site)
over a year ago

wtf happened there then?

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By *iewMan
Forum Mod
over a year ago

Angus & Findhorn


"wtf happened there then? "

Lights out...

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By *icketysplitsWoman
over a year ago

Way over Yonder, that's where I'm bound

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By *icketysplitsWoman
over a year ago

Way over Yonder, that's where I'm bound

Was it Mary Poppins and the wind changed?

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By (user no longer on site)
over a year ago


"wtf happened there then?

Lights out..."

Well, maybe he found a different poetry site.

I've got a poem for him:

Title:

On Going to Meet a Zen Master in the Kyushu Mountains and Not Finding Him

~

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By (user no longer on site)
over a year ago


"wtf happened there then? "

Struck by lightening?

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By (user no longer on site)
over a year ago

Who was the disappearing poet was hoping to read more

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By *ce WingerMan
over a year ago

P.O. Box DE1 0NQ

Does it matter whether he stayed or has gone to watch the weather?

Interestingly my mother's maiden name was Weatherill and her twin sister married My Uncle, Lou Fairweather

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By *icketysplitsWoman
over a year ago

Way over Yonder, that's where I'm bound


"Does it matter whether he stayed or has gone to watch the weather?

Interestingly my mother's maiden name was Weatherill and her twin sister married My Uncle, Lou Fairweather "

Were decisions made on whether the weather was involved in the name?

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By (user no longer on site)
over a year ago


"wtf happened there then? "

You scared them off

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By *icketysplitsWoman
over a year ago

Way over Yonder, that's where I'm bound


"wtf happened there then?

You scared them off "

I did wonder if Wishy might have sent a message saying he is the one and only official forum poet.

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By *yrdwomanWoman
over a year ago

Putting the 'cum' in Eboracum

Damn. The position of Fab Poet Laureate will just have to remain empty for the time being.

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By (user no longer on site)
over a year ago

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By (user no longer on site)
over a year ago


"wtf happened there then?

You scared them off

I did wonder if Wishy might have sent a message saying he is the one and only official forum poet."

Damn! Sussed!

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By (user no longer on site)
over a year ago

How wonderfully enigmatic....or,alternatively bollocks.

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By *ce WingerMan
over a year ago

P.O. Box DE1 0NQ


"Does it matter whether he stayed or has gone to watch the weather?

Interestingly my mother's maiden name was Weatherill and her twin sister married My Uncle, Lou Fairweather

Were decisions made on whether the weather was involved in the name?"

Nah, I think it was just a snowball at the bar that clouded her judgement

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By *ezebelWoman
over a year ago

North of The Wall - youll need your vest

Flash poetry. Could start a new trend....

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