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    Not sure if this is a silly idea, or even in which section to post, but...
    How about a section for relevant poetry, rhymes, etc. They can be famous pieces or of the 'home grown' type

    Just an idea really

    kind regards to all here! it's a great forum which is a reflection of the great people who make it so
    Headfry

  • #2
    For sooth
    Headfry don't encourage these ere Grapes
    to rhyme about their jolly japes
    it will only end in tears
    especially after we've had a few beers
    ntg
    Never be afraid to try something new.
    Remember that a lone amateur built the Ark.
    A large group of professionals built the Titanic
    ==================================================

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    • #3
      Hazel at the Hill sowed seeds in Jan
      Planting early - everything she can!
      But only broad bean seeds are showing...
      But at least she has something growing!

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      • #4
        Have to echo wots been said,
        For us grapes are too easily led,
        Afore ye know it we'll be talking in rhyme,
        Not just here, but all the time!

        Blessings
        Suzanne (aka Mrs Dobby)

        'Garden naked - get some colour in your cheeks'!

        The Dobby's Pumpkin Patch - an Allotment & Beekeeping blogspot!
        Last updated 16th April - Video intro to our very messy allotment!
        Dobby's Dog's - a Doggy Blog of pics n posts - RIP Bella gone but never forgotten xx
        On Dark Ravens Wing - a pagan blog of musings and experiences

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        • #5
          spring rain
          conveyed under the trees
          in drops

          Basho



          above the moor
          not attached to anything
          a skylark singing

          Basho
          To see a world in a grain of sand
          And a heaven in a wild flower

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          • #6
            A reworking of the old rain rain go away rhyme, by me!

            Gentle mists of summer rain,
            Nourish crops and feed the grain,
            Do your work and pass us by,
            Leave behind clear blue sky!
            Blessings
            Suzanne (aka Mrs Dobby)

            'Garden naked - get some colour in your cheeks'!

            The Dobby's Pumpkin Patch - an Allotment & Beekeeping blogspot!
            Last updated 16th April - Video intro to our very messy allotment!
            Dobby's Dog's - a Doggy Blog of pics n posts - RIP Bella gone but never forgotten xx
            On Dark Ravens Wing - a pagan blog of musings and experiences

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            • #7
              SBP has raised the bar with haiku's!

              The sun shines
              after the rain
              see the seeds sprout!

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              • #8
                I'll tell you mine if you tell me yours Headfry!
                You can't start a thread like this and then disappear, so dont be shy, let's have it.

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                • #9
                  I love so many different poems for so many different reasons, but my favourite has to be Leisure, by William Henry Davies

                  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 til her mouth can
                  Enrich the smile her eyes began

                  A poor life this if full of care,
                  We have no time to stand and stare.

                  Just love it. There are several others who deserve an honourable mention. The one I posted for SS, Twelve Songs (Stop all the clocks) by W.H.Auden, Warning by Jenny Joseph, The Raven by Edgar Allen Poe (as performed by Homer Simpson !!!!!) and The Ballad of Reading Gaol by Oscar Wilde. There lots of others but these would be my faves.
                  Rat

                  British by birth
                  Scottish by the Grace of God

                  http://scotsburngarden.blogspot.com/
                  http://davethegardener.blogspot.com/

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                  • #10
                    The Seasons Sun

                    The Winter's sun
                    Is rare and weak
                    Better to curl up
                    And go to sleep

                    The spring sun
                    Shines bright and clear
                    Takes away the cold
                    Dark winters fear

                    The summers sun
                    Burns hot and long
                    But in a blink
                    The seasons gone

                    The autumn sun
                    Is soft and warm
                    A time for rest
                    Calm, not forlorn

                    Thanks for all the replies, they are great. More please

                    Your turn Madderbat !
                    Last edited by Headfry; 16-03-2007, 08:59 AM.

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                    • #11
                      I too love the Ballad of Reading Gaol (and once put it to music!)
                      I have several favourites, two of which are:

                      Silver

                      Slowly, silently, now the moon
                      Walks the night in her silver shoon;
                      This way, and that, she peers, and sees
                      Silver fruit upon silver trees;
                      One by one the casements catch
                      Her beams beneath the silvery thatch;
                      Couched in his kennel, like a log,
                      With paws of silver sleeps the dog;
                      From their shadowy coat the white breasts peep
                      Of doves in a silver-feathered sleep;
                      A harvest mouse goes scampering by,
                      With silver claws, and silver eye;
                      And moveless fish in the water gleam,
                      By silver reeds in a silver stream.

                      - Walter de la Mare

                      Learnt this when I was 9, and :

                      Song : Go and catch a falling star
                      by John Donne

                      GO and catch a falling star,
                      Get with child a mandrake root,
                      Tell me where all past years are,
                      Or who cleft the devil's foot,
                      Teach me to hear mermaids singing,
                      Or to keep off envy's stinging,
                      And find
                      What wind
                      Serves to advance an honest mind.

                      If thou be'st born to strange sights,
                      Things invisible to see,
                      Ride ten thousand days and nights,
                      Till age snow white hairs on thee,
                      Thou, when thou return'st, wilt tell me,
                      All strange wonders that befell thee,
                      And swear,
                      No where
                      Lives a woman true and fair.

                      If thou find'st one, let me know,
                      Such a pilgrimage were sweet;
                      Yet do not, I would not go,
                      Though at next door we might meet,
                      Though she were true, when you met her,
                      And last, till you write your letter,
                      Yet she
                      Will be
                      False, ere I come, to two, or three.
                      *************

                      Despite the lack of faith in female constancy, I adore the use of language Donne uses in the first verse, especially the idea of 'get with child a mandrake root'
                      Has anyone ever seen a mandrake by the way??

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                      • #12
                        Havent seen one in the flesh Jane, but I do have some powdered root, its quite an interesting aroma, especially in incense, very similar to galangal, if you've ever smelt it?

                        Nice poems btw!
                        Last edited by Mrs Dobby; 15-03-2007, 06:07 PM.
                        Blessings
                        Suzanne (aka Mrs Dobby)

                        'Garden naked - get some colour in your cheeks'!

                        The Dobby's Pumpkin Patch - an Allotment & Beekeeping blogspot!
                        Last updated 16th April - Video intro to our very messy allotment!
                        Dobby's Dog's - a Doggy Blog of pics n posts - RIP Bella gone but never forgotten xx
                        On Dark Ravens Wing - a pagan blog of musings and experiences

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                        • #13
                          Lovely Lj.
                          I just love her, but cant stand squealers.

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