Is the poetry club dying a death?

[spacedonkey]

Oh FFS it did that 0 posts thing again!

Just wondering if anyone wants to give this another go, or has it died a death.

I've got lots of time on my hands, and I want to do more writing, but feel a bit self conscious about posting on here for fear I will be thought a ponce. At the same time I'd like to learn and get better, and I would like to read other people's poems.

Thoughts anyone?

Would love to be unfortunately my talents only run to limericks or silly verses !

Ditto whizzz

sd - would certainly be interested in seeing some of your efforts - although the first line of your post wasn't very poetic!

Comic verse and limericks are perfectly valid imo. Makes me think of my mum, who has a talent for drawing, but was put off for life when a teacher told her that cartoons aren't proper art.

I did a couple of poems when dd and ds1 were 30 (got another to do yet for ds2). They all about their lives so far - simple verses but neither of them could read them in front of me for fear of blubbing!

Poetry is a good way of getting a message across.

I don't read poetry very often. I think of it as a concentrated form of writing I suppose. I'm not very good at writing prose because it has to be organised. With poetry you can write freely and it doesn't matter if it makes sense or not. You might write a line just because you like the sound or appearance of the words. Does that make sense?

Makes perfect sense to me. Oh, go on, sd, post us some of your poetry, I for one would love to read it.

JoolsTide.... How old are you exactly? {I did a couple of poems when dd and ds1 were 30} !!!

where's anorak?

tfdb - 108!!!!!!

/2 - 20 x 2 + 40 / 2 = ??

mind you I look FABULOUS!

ok here one see if you can do this...

Use the following words to make a poem

SOUL
HEART
FEELINGS
TEMPTATION
IDIOCY
REAL
ENTICING
SEXY
SENSUAL
MOTHER NATURE
TREES
BIRDS
FLOWERS
COBWEBS
NIGHTFALL
GOD
BRAIN
MANKIND .

So here is my attempt.

Mother Nature against Mankind ,
our planet with trees and flowers .
This is the place where we live
polluted with concrete towers .

She gave us the birds and the bees ,
leaving us complete and whole .
Though his temptation , enticing and sexy ,
it is lacking in heart and soul .

While our brain is deluged
with materialistic things .
selfishness and greed take over ,
misery is all that it brings .

She is soft and sensual ,
blowing cobwebs out with the tide .
and as day follows nightfall ,
her feelings of love will never subside .

To think like this , it's idiocy ,
or is God really to blame ?
What has happened to our Earth ,
is a real crying shame .

So who has won this battle ?
Can I let you decide .
As long as they co-exist ,
They will surely collide !

spacedonkey
yes!!!!!!!

i have some spare time on my hands too and need a kick up the arse

Hello!

Sorry have been extremely busy. I always am during the last three months of the year.

My 'time on my hands' time of year is after Christmas till the spring.

Popsy, do you mean it, you always say that and then disappear for weeks .

I certainly would like to keep the poetry section going - even if at some times of the year I am too busy to post much. I will make up for it in January, I promise!

I do mean it...then i get distracted by other stuff....mainly worrying about how much time i am wasting while on the sick and making lists of things that need to be done then never doing them!

Let's have a nice, easy new challenge...I couldn't DO the last self-portrait one then went into denial!
:)

cool, let's do it

I've got a great book full of writing ideas, shall I post one (as anorak is busy busy and i'm not)?

Go for it spacedonkey......
:)

Yeah, go on spacedonkey, I don't own the rights to these threads!

You might even wake up my dormant poetic tendancies - I've been going through a dry patch because my mind is so distracted.

The Sun (by Twiglett when I was 11 I got a triple alpha for this at primary school, when I was 14 I submitted it for English homework and got an A )

She peeks through ever cranny
Her wondrous light enfolds
And in between her golden rays
Lie forgotten cities of old

And then through every person
Who dares to block her way
She walks through every tunnel
And warms the empty day

And when she heated India
And the terrible famine broke
She had no truthful mercy
On all the helpless folk

But when its summer here
And she's gentle for us all
She always leaves a shady spot
Behind the garden wall

(Never forgotten it .. only piece of English homework that just rolled out of my brain ... Still think its pretty good for an 11 year old)

[applause] [applause]

hidden talents Twig

go-on then Jools .. I posted my 11 year old effort .. where's your poems for your kids then huh? huh???

You asked for it!

GDG isn't on my pc anymore but I'llmake the effort and copy it sometime!
This is for ds1 who was 30 this August 29th!

A tiny little babe in arms
In nineteen seventy-four
You slept so well, You scoffed your food
We couldn't love you more

You munched your way through Farleys Rusks
You asked for more and more
And when it came to beddy-byes
You'd head straight for the door

One day whilst playing in your room
You really came a cropper
You banged your head upon your bike
Its Cut! Oh what a whopper!

We headed for the hospital
The doctor came to do
Some little stitches in your head
So brave - and only two!

Before we knew - it was time
For you to get some learning
To Thomas Street with sister Kate
For home time you were yearning!

In 76 a visitor
A little baby brother
Our family is now complete
Mum doesn't want another!

We moved away to Brooklands, Sale
And friends you made anew
And little Stu you watched out for
Jackie Brookes felt your big shoe

At Sandilands you had to learn
Your umpteen times a table
You won your badge, we were so proud
Our David is so able

School football team - you made the grade
We'd go along to cheer
At Brooky Boys you won a cup
For most improved that year

To Harriers on Saturday
You went to train at running
We travelled here and there with them
For medals you were gunning

Sports Day came at Sandilands
You ran the longest race
You left the others MILES behind
The pride on your mum's face

You had a go at Judo too
Although you were quite small
You won your belt with 3 red stripes
You always gave your all

11+ you passed -no doubt
Although we had to plead
You made to the grammar school
We knew you would succeed

One day whilst messing with a ball
You smashed your knee in style
Arthroscopies times two you had
And crutches for a while

You passed your 'O's' you passed your 'A's'
At Derby you were placed
A graphics degree you worked hard for
Your time you did not waste

And then the day - we were so proud
You donned your gown and cap
You stepped up on the podium
How we did clap and clap!

Now far shores called - America
North Carolina then?
You got caught in a hurricane
And talked on CNN

You travelled down to New Orleans
Then up to Golden Gate
Grand Canyon and Yosemite
And even New York State

Then back you came to find a job
We wrote to EVERYONE
And then a chance with Alan Ward
At Axis - job was plum!

You loved your time at Axis, but
Now it was time to see
If you could show them how its done
At G-M-P-T-E

Along the way you learned to drive
And wouldn't we all know
Our Dave who always gives his best
Passed it at first go

You bought a flat - It needed work
Wood chip must disappear
New kitchen, bathroom, windows, doors
It only took a year!

And not forgetting your great love
I mean the Reds - no tease!
But learn to take defeat as well
As their great victories!

In 30 years there's been a lot
Of things you've said and done
Of which we're very, very proud
You're one hell of a great son!

I've got tears in my eyes now

that's fab Jools

Here's the one she did for me:

A gorgeous little babe in arms
In nineteen seventy two
You didn't eat, you didn't sleep
But boy how we loved you

Everything you learned so fast
To sit, to walk, to chatter
We were very proud of you
Our earache didn't matter

A holiday with family
To Falmouth it was planned
You wouldn't put your little feet
Barely on the sand

In seventy four a big surprise
A chubby little brother
You welcomed him with open arms
You played with one another

Before too long in seventy six
Another baby boy
Two brothers now to boss about
For little Katie Foy

And now the time to go to school
The first was Thomas Street
Then Sandilands - you loved it all
The challenge you did meet

11+ you passed with ease
You took it in your stride
New blazer on and pleated skirt
We thought we'd burst with pride

The years rolled by exams to pass
You never let us down
You even took a little job
In Tesco in Sale town

New ideas now took hold
Adventure - something new
Camp America, all that way
Alone, how brave of you

You set your mind to learn to drive
First time you passed your test
The gate post took a battering
The headlights? They went West!

But never mind, through lots of work
Your efforts to succeed
Made sure you earned the place you got
At the University of Leeds

Three years away from us and home
It really didn't faze you
As usual you got stuck in
Soon cap and gown adorned you

The search was on, a job was found
At London's MCA
A flat to rent and bills to pay
Our Kate had made the grade

Phone calls home every week
And sometimes you were down
London you weren't keen on..
Except for Steven Brown!

Before too long a flat was bought
You moved in as a couple
You planned, you schemed, and soon enough
Wedding bells played at the double

The flat was sold, you moved back north
You were as happy as could be
New jobs you got, you bought a house
Great news - 2 soon were to be 3!

Your finest hour to date had come
When little Tom was born
Two more feet are coming soon
Some fine November morn

And so you see the cycle here
From September seventy two
The journey up to thirty years
Now starts for your wee two

You've worked so hard, you've done so well
As a daughter you're the best
But if you have a fault at all
Kate, please give your jaw a rest!

thanks

Put mine on Jools!