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unbelievable 16 posts |
Aug 10, 2008, 22:01
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Just to clarify the above posts, Certain posts have been removed from this thread, and they were simply poetry based, some by ,but not all by the origonal poster called cropredy. is this common practise upon this site? If so, beware all posters. Unbelievable
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Littlestone 5386 posts |
Edited Aug 24, 2008, 16:33
Aug 13, 2008, 07:03
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Henge of stones and dreams of old I am a fool. From a distance An ocean-span shall we say I thought you were just stone sticks. On my stomach I floated In dreams mind you down the Avon to prove my thoughts wrong. I am jealous of you I should like to wear a henge as sophisticated as you do that would make scholars wonder and trowels pause in mid air. And what was burned here? What was burned? And no lying just how old are the ashes found? No more fairy tales and alignments or spiritual ownership. Come, come now, these stone sticks should be full of confessions and of pride-pocked veins that do not warrant such fertile emotional destruction. If I could grant you one thing despite the limited power I possess it would be the freedom to escape back down the river and the right to finally collapse into your parents grieving arms. © Copyright Persephone Vandegrift 2008
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Seph 7 posts |
Aug 13, 2008, 17:24
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Oh Mr G, this is a very touching piece, squeezes the heart, and capturing the emotional attachment....so well done mate. seph
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gjrk 370 posts |
Aug 14, 2008, 14:14
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Thank you S. I wish that I could always find it so easy to get things across. But then again, maybe not!
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Littlestone 5386 posts |
Edited Aug 16, 2008, 15:12
Aug 16, 2008, 06:38
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TARA OF THE KINGS WE MET AT THE SUMMER SOLSTICE WHEN EVERYTHING STOOD STILL HER SLOPING AWAY LIKE ISEULT LEFT ME OVER THE HILL I RAISED THE CHAMBER IN THE MOUND THE OAK-FRINGED SACRED SPRING THAT FEEDS THE STREAMS THAT RUN AROUND TARA OF THE KINGS SHE WAS THROUGH WITH CARBON DATING STAKEHOLDERS WITH NO HAIR SHE WAS THROUGH WITH MONSTER MEETINGS IN FLATS OFF PARNELL SQUARE SHE WAS THROUGH WITH CROWNED AND UNCROWNED YEW TREES WITH COUNTLESS RINGS THE DITCH THAT USED TO RUN AROUND TARA OF THE KINGS COULD WE WHO ENDURED THE PENAL AND EDWARD POYNING’S LAWS (NEVER MIND THE BEEF TRIBUNAL) NOW SOMEHOW BE IN AWE OF A ROAD RUNNING THROUGH THE GROUND ON WHICH STOOD OUR ALTHING AND NOT ENSURE IT RUN AROUND TARA OF THE KINGS? WE KNOW THE STONE OF DESTINY WAS SET UP IN THIS SOIL NOW THE SOLDIERS OF DESTINY ARE SET TO BANK THE SPOILS AND LEST THEY WISH TO BE RENOWNED FOR RAPE AND RAVISHING THEY’LL NOT GIVE US THE RUNAROUND ON TARA OF THE KINGS WE’RE FATED TO BE REMEMBERED AS SPOILERS OF THE DEAD AND THOUGH WE SEEM QUITE UNHAMPERED BY HONOUR OR BY DREAD YET WE ARE DREAD- AND HONOUR-BOUND TO OUR UNBORN OFFSPRING TO ENSURE THE M3 RUN AROUND TARA OF THE KINGS Paul Muldoon Poets and Musicians at Tara "Save Tara campaigners are proud to announce that an international gathering of the Irish diaspora of poets and musicians will perform at "Feis Teamhra, a turn at Tara" on the Hill of Tara, Co. Meath on Sunday 24th. August at 3.30pm. "Paul Muldoon, Pulitzer prize-winner, will read his poetry to celebrate and honour Tara and will be joined by musicians: Grammy award-winner Susan McKeown, Laoise Kelly, Aidan Brennan and others." Thanks to moss for this press release. For more information go to -http://www.savetara.com/statements/081408_poets.html
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handofdave 3515 posts |
Edited Aug 17, 2008, 08:01
Aug 17, 2008, 04:46
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There once was a plinth of great height that incited the maiden's delight it was made of pink stone and shaped like a bone and was paid tribute with flowers by night To the south of the village a tunnel formed by aeons of watery funnel yawned open and blew warm wet foggy dew into which the young men would pummel Those ancestors are no more, with their stone yings and yangs and their lore: It's all fine to talk, But rock is rock..! Their naughty bits just got too sore! -A variant on the ever popular 'man from Nantucket' alley of the poetic arts. -Dave
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gjrk 370 posts |
Aug 17, 2008, 09:21
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What did you get for cleaning your hands? A few broad beans and a word from an ass? There was no sword on the road to Moab and I can’t see your beanstalk, Jack. Show me your broken heart. For the Greens who changed their minds and looked away and for what? I don't know. The references are to Matthew 27; Pilate's dismissal of Jesus and Numbers 22; Balaam's ass seeing the angel. And a popular fairytale.
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gjrk 370 posts |
Aug 17, 2008, 09:23
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Ha, ha! That's excellent.
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moss 2897 posts |
Aug 17, 2008, 10:42
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;) Tis sunday after all, American limericks, but I wished you'd left Paul Muldoon up a bit longer.... actually what you need with your limerick Dave is a 'saucy' english postcard, it would at least liven up the forums.. http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/There_once_was_a_man_from_Nantucket
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gjrk 370 posts |
Aug 18, 2008, 14:10
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Great work S; like looking at a great old elephant on display in a zoo.
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