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On here I am abiding
Maybe even be hiding
Hands I am on sitting
Nails I might be biting

;-)

I will try my best to stop you from
This addiction to verse
But adding to this thread again
I fear could make it worse

that was lovely Errol :-)


Has anyone found
that when talking in rhyme
They cannot stop
For any length of time?
On and on, it is absurd
Rhyming every spoken word.
Help me stop, I do plead
it's taking me over, it is indeed

I thank you for your invite
It really is most kind
I'll start off with a short one
A favourite of mine

(apologies if it has been posted before)


Had I the heavens' embroidered cloths,
Enwrought with golden and silver light,
The blue and the dim and the dark cloths
Of night and light and the half-light,
I would spread the cloths under your feet:
But I, being poor, have only my dreams;
I have spread my dreams under your feet;
Tread softly because you tread on my dreams.

Lol Errol do come in
And no it certainly wasn't a sin
Or a crime when it comes to that
let's not fight o'er this and that
:-D


An old poem by Miss Landon also known as LEL

Good Night!—what a sudden shadow
Has fallen upon the air,
I look not around the chamber,
I know he is not there.
Sweetness has left the music,
And gladness left the light,
My cheek has lost its colour;
How could he say Good night!
And why should he take with him
The happiness he brought?
Alas! such fleeting pleasure
Is all too dearly bought,

If thus my heart stop beating,
My spirits lose their tone,
And a gloom, like night, surround me,
The moment he is gone.
Like the false fruit of the lotus
Love alters every taste;
We loathe the life we are leading,
The spot where we are placed;
We live upon to-morrow,
Or we dream the past again;
But what avails that knowledge ?—
It ever comes in vain.

I must admit that that would fit
And certainly would rhyme
I merely said first in my head
But that is not a crime

Gives Errol a kick for being so quick
Who are you calling sluggish?
A better word, or so I've heard
has surely got to be Publish :-D

sluggish?

Hey Rose don't be so gloomy
You'll waste your life away
Go get another roomy. ( notice the clutching at any word that rhymes here ) :-D
Forget them of yesterday.

Thank you all ye posters
it does me good to see
Your poems and your ditties
So bring some more to me

Is there a word that rhymes with rubbish?

:-D

I used to read between the lines
but found I wasn't as good at it as I thought
so now I just read what the writer signs
it's experience , but dearly bought.

"Go to father",sh said when he asked her to wed.

For she knew that he knew that her father was dead.

And she knew that he knew what a life he had lead.

So she knew that he knew waht she meant when she said,

"Go to father."

I wrote this for the GR Writers Group :-)

My Last Party – Memo to Son


Do not ask the brother with
the grey judgemental frown
He would only put a damper
on your fun and bring you down
It's fine to ask the crazy one,
We had a good rapport
Make sure he's had his medicines
ere you let him in the door.
As for anyone who hurt me
Carelessly without remorse
Ignore them or just slap them
Whichever is the worst.


No curling salmon sandwiches
Just cook up a wondrous storm
Have loads of wine and music loud
And bring the rafters down
And into the night you will
laugh and drink
and sing loud songs for me
And smile at something funny
that I said one Christmas Eve


No readings from the Bible
Of how virtuous was my life
If you lined my many lovers
Round the wall you'd get a fright
And finally, my beloved son
No peeking in the coffin
Just keep me in your large sweet heart
And think of me
quite often.

Thankyou Carol :-)

Cheer up our Rose this just will not do
We dislike the fact that you feel blue


:-( <3

Susan 'Re The Road Not taken' which is my favourite...

" I travelled akin to Mr Frost
on a road less travelled by
but all it did was get me lost
and now I sit and cry

I should the other way have passed
found a different field to roam
which might then have revealed, at last,
A place I could call home"

lol you can tell I am not having a good day today ;-)

Big pants Sharron? :-0..........hope you gave the Knowitall a long meaningful stare :-| silly woman :-P

Can I just put a story about know it alls.

We had run out nearly of incontinence pads which Fred has in his trousers to sit on and on his bed sometimes just as a precaution because the carers only come three times a day.

I took one of thelastones to the pharmacy to see if I could buy a packet to see us through. Took it tothe assistant and said" Have you got any of these please?".

Because she only sold them in packets and had never seen a loose one she didn't know what it was and asked me. I said it was an incontinence pad and a woman in the next queue who evidently was most knowledgable siad in a fairly impatient and no nonsense way,"It's a Tena Lady." because we were bothtoo silly to know that.

Now,these incontinence pads are about two foot by one. Tena Lady? Where? How?

Not mine but one that I saved a while ago. I worked for the Children's Society many years ago & saw this happen many times.

Sharing
By Elaine Rideau Tomlin

In the stillness of the morning -
In the hush before the dawn -
A cry screams through the silence -
And a new life has been born.

And she wonders what will happen -
To her newborn baby girl -
How she wishes she could keep her -
And protect her from the world.

But she knows that there are "others" -
Who would gladly give the world -
To have the chance to hold and love -
Her precious little girl.

And she prays to God for guidance -
As she holds that tiny hand -
With the desperate hope that someday -
Her child will understand.

So she bravely signs the papers -
And the tears fall from her eyes -
As she signs away her baby -
The light inside her dies.

One last kiss she gives her darling -
For the "others" have now come -
To claim the life she gave them -
Now a family has begun.
....
Sorry not a cheerful poem, but in my mind a good one.

One by another




Robert Frost (1874–1963). Mountain Interval. 1920.

1. The Road Not Taken


TWO roads diverged in a yellow wood,
And sorry I could not travel both
And be one traveler, long I stood
And looked down one as far as I could
To where it bent in the undergrowth;

Then took the other, as just as fair,
And having perhaps the better claim,
Because it was grassy and wanted wear;
Though as for that the passing there
Had worn them really about the same,

And both that morning equally lay
In leaves no step had trodden black.
Oh, I kept the first for another day!
Yet knowing how way leads on to way,
I doubted if I should ever come back.

I shall be telling this with a sigh
Somewhere ages and ages hence:
Two roads diverged in a wood, and I—
I took the one less traveled by,
And that has made all the difference.


Edit.......I just found the thread where Rose had already added the above 5 years ago

http://www.genesreunited.co.uk/boards/board/general_chat/thread/989969

To my best mate margaret on your 60th birthday
There are a few special words I'd like to say

Free prescriptions, a free bus pass, £200 to help pay for Electric
and Gas
Free eye test, cheaper hairdo, a jab to get rid of that nasty flu.
Pensioners specials at the pub. NOT on drink just on grub.
Cheaper entrance fees are paid. So many savings to be made.

There is 1 special reason I chose you as my friend
It's hard to say, but I'll not pretend,
The following reason is honest and true
IT WAS BECAUSE I'M YOUNGER THAN YOU.