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24-10-2016, 05:14 PM
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Poetry please.

Post your favourites, or write your own. Or just make a comment on one. Thank-you in advance.
Here is one of my favourites.


Abou Ben Adhem
BY LEIGH HUNT

Abou Ben Adhem (may his tribe increase!)
Awoke one night from a deep dream of peace,
And saw, within the moonlight in his room,
Making it rich, and like a lily in bloom,
An angel writing in a book of gold:—
Exceeding peace had made Ben Adhem bold,
And to the presence in the room he said,
"What writest thou?"—The vision raised its head,
And with a look made of all sweet accord,
Answered, "The names of those who love the Lord."
"And is mine one?" said Abou. "Nay, not so,"
Replied the angel. Abou spoke more low,
But cheerly still; and said, "I pray thee, then,
Write me as one that loves his fellow men."

The angel wrote, and vanished. The next night
It came again with a great wakening light,
And showed the names whom love of God had blest,
And lo! Ben Adhem's name led all the rest.
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24-10-2016, 05:18 PM
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Once there lived three grumpy bears
Papa Bear, Mama Bear and little Baby Bear.
One day Mama Bear prepared porridge with a great care
And served it in China ware.
She said, "It is hot, but when it gets cool you will love it a lot."
*
They were talking and decided that they would take a walk
While they were out a girl named Goldilocks came in there
With soft skin and golden shiny hair
She peeked inside just for fun
And found three bowls with porridge in there.
*
She was hungry so she picked up a spoon
She tasted all three bowls and gulped the babies one soon
She went to sit on one of the chairs
She liked the baby bears chair
She sat on it and broke it.
*
Then she went upstairs searching for a bed
"I like the small one, the baby's one," she said
And as soon she went to sleep
The three bears came home, happy as they had porridge to eat
They came inside; a little porridge eaten was all they could find.
*
The three went to the dining room to get some rest
But the condition there was not the best
Sheets lying here and there
And the broken chair of the baby bear
*
In a rage the three bears went upstairs
They found Goldilocks there and she ran down the stairs.
And after that you know, everything was repaired
So this was the tale of the three bears
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24-10-2016, 05:36 PM
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Re: Poetry please.

First verse of And Death Has No Dominion by Dylan Thomas-

And death shall have no dominion.
Dead men naked they shall be one
With the man in te wind and the west moon;
When their bones are picked clean and the clean bones gone,
They shall have stars at elbow and foot;
Though they go mad they shall be sane,
Though they sink through the sea they shall rise again;
Though lovers be lost love shall not;
And death shall no dominion.
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24-10-2016, 06:07 PM
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I wrote this poem when my husband started to come out of the coma he had been in for several weeks after his brain haemorrhage.

The Dawn Of Awareness

With slow deliberation the brain kick starts
Neurons and synapses gather momentum
Rerouting and rewiring avoiding injured parts
Small islands of memory emerge in an ocean of loss
But the rudderless psyche is unstable and frail
Seeking safe haven amongst the chaos and dross
The thick fog of confusion ponderously clears
The light of perception shines through the gloom
Provoking the emotions of laughter and tears
Recollection replaces the soul-numbing bareness
Contemplation, deliberation, meditation and hope
Greet the welcome dawn of awareness.

RJG

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24-10-2016, 06:15 PM
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Mi dad ee bowt a trombone, it were only t'other day
E blew and blew and blew on it altho' e couldn't play
There were one thing he could do tho' which e were very proud abaat
An' it were standing up bi t'lavatory door an blowin' candle aat
E practiced an' e practiced till he drove ma off 'er hee-ad
Til after one fierce tusslin' e laid 'er down for dee-ad
Next day when e went to work ma said "I'll stop 'is din"
An' she put yon old brass instrument some decent bulges in
That night, when e come 'ome from work, trombone there were noane
She'd gone and given it t'ragman for a lump of scouring stoane
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24-10-2016, 06:27 PM
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This is a poem that doesn't rhyme that l wrote at a Creative Writing class.


A Lemon


The colour of a coward

Oval and plump without a waist

Skin pitted like budget leather

Slice it and its zest ignites the air with trillions of freshness

Exposing circles of exquisite triangles like a geisha girl's parasol

Juice that stings so spitefully without remorse

The shush as it drops into a gin and tonic

Fizzing excitedly then relaxing and wallowing in the ice cold liquid

A gin and tonic would be nothing without it!
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24-10-2016, 07:05 PM
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Thank-you. I love to read your own stuff, they are very good. Maybe later I shall add mine.
Sweetie x
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24-10-2016, 07:09 PM
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I was thinking of posting a poetry thread this morning! Anyway here is my favourite ...............

When Tomorrow Starts Without Me


When tomorrow starts without me,
And I am not there to see,
If the sun should rise and find your eyes
All filled with tears for me;
I wish so much you wouldn't cry
The way you did today,
While thinking of the many things,
We didn't get to say.
I know how much you love me,
As much as I love you,
And each time that you think of me,
I know you will miss me too;
But when tomorrow starts without me,
Please try to understand,
That an angel came and called my name,
And took me by the hand,
And said my place was ready,
In heaven far above,
And that I'd have to leave behind
All those I dearly love.
But as I turned to walk away,
A tear fell from my eye
For all my life, I'd always thought,
I didn't want to die.
I had so much to live for,
So much left yet to do,
It almost seemed impossible
That I was leaving you.
I thought of all the yesterdays,
The good ones and the bad,
I thought of all the love we shared,
And all the fun we had.
If I could relive yesterday,
Just even for a while,
I'd say good-bye and kiss you
And maybe see you smile.
But then I fully realized,
That this could never be,
For emptiness and memories,
Would take the place of me.
And when I thought of worldly things,
I might miss come tomorrow,
I thought of you, and when I did,
My heart was filled with sorrow.
But when I walked through heaven's gates,
I felt so much at home.
When God looked down and smiled at me,
From His great golden throne,
He said, "This is eternity,
And all I have promised you.
Today your life on earth is past,
But here life starts anew.
I promise no tomorrow,
But today will always last,
And since each day's the same way
There's no longing for the past.
You have been so faithful,
So trusting and so true.
Though there were times you did some things.
You knew you shouldn't do.
But you have been forgiven
And now at last you're free.
So won't you come and take my hand
And share my life with me?"
So when tomorrow starts without me,
Don't think we're far apart,
For every time you think of me,
I'm right here, in your heart.
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24-10-2016, 07:26 PM
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Too many poems to mention, I love poetry ...
Two winter poems...



The Darkling Thrush
BY THOMAS HARDY
I leant upon a coppice gate
When Frost was spectre-grey,
And Winter's dregs made desolate
The weakening eye of day.
The tangled bine-stems scored the sky
Like strings of broken lyres,
And all mankind that haunted nigh
Had sought their household fires.

The land's sharp features seemed to be
The Century's corpse outleant,
His crypt the cloudy canopy,
The wind his death-lament.
The ancient pulse of germ and birth
Was shrunken hard and dry,
And every spirit upon earth
Seemed fervourless as I.

At once a voice arose among
The bleak twigs overhead
In a full-hearted evensong
Of joy illimited;
An aged thrush, frail, gaunt, and small,
In blast-beruffled plume,
Had chosen thus to fling his soul
Upon the growing gloom.

So little cause for carolings
Of such ecstatic sound
Was written on terrestrial things
Afar or nigh around,
That I could think there trembled through
His happy good-night air
Some blessed Hope, whereof he knew
And I was unaware.
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24-10-2016, 07:27 PM
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Stopping By Woods On A Snowy Evening - Poem by Robert Frost

Whose woods these are I think I know.
His house is in the village, though;
He will not see me stopping here
To watch his woods fill up with snow.

My little horse must think it queer
To stop without a farmhouse near
Between the woods and frozen lake
The darkest evening of the year.

He gives his harness bells a shake
To ask if there is some mistake.
The only other sound's the sweep
Of easy wind and downy flake.

The woods are lovely, dark and deep,
But I have promises to keep,
And miles to go before I sleep,
And miles to go before I sleep
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