Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse From: GUEST,Guest from Sanity Date: 27 Jun 08 - 10:16 PM Hey, I post these to 'enrich' (hopefully) your moment, while reading them, and hopefully to give you something to take with you in life(where applicable). If you are a writer, of songs or poems and want some input...just ask me..I'm so easy, you'd fall over!
-Joe Offer- |
Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse From: WalkaboutsVerse Date: 27 Jun 08 - 01:14 PM THE WEEKLY WALKABOUT, E.G. (A tad early this week, as I'm off to the Durham Traditional Music Festival tomorrow) Poem 136 of 230: LANCASHIRE SUNG SIMPLY Lancashire: Cut by rivers, met by sea; Patched by farmland, Mills and other industry. Lancashire: With your Penile boundary; Steeped in hist'ry, Through your buildings, there to see. Lancashire: Where, through Graces, moorlands be; Wooded parklands, Flowered gardens - kept neatly. Lancashire: Red Rose County, God's blessed thee. From walkaboutsverse.741.com |
Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse From: WalkaboutsVerse Date: 27 Jun 08 - 08:07 AM To GfS - I was referring to Ray Davies's verse, posted by a Guest, above, which Kate Rusby has sung. |
Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse From: Ruth Archer Date: 27 Jun 08 - 04:41 AM Who'sbeen plagiarising you, GfS? James James Morrison Morrison (Commonly known as Jim) Told his Other relations Not to go blaming him. James James Said to his Mother, "Mother," he said, said he: "You must never go down to the end of the town without consulting me." |
Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse From: GUEST,Guest from Sanity Date: 26 Jun 08 - 10:41 PM I meant the whole last verse..not the tag line at the end! |
Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse From: Little Hawk Date: 26 Jun 08 - 10:12 PM It's the one play where the entire audience gets to also be part of the cast. |
Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse From: GUEST,Guest from Sanity Date: 26 Jun 08 - 09:51 PM Here's one I posted before...better re-read the last verse carefully, before you start putting music to it!!!!! Besides, if the music is as bad as some of the 'poetry' in here,..well, I think you should think twice,..(or even once) Jeez, can't even share something with anyone, without some no-brain clown wanting to short-step, and use it!..Write your own stuff!!!! What is the poetry corner..? I thought it was this Walkaboutsverse is a person? I did not know Its a good name for a thread What else did I miss?? When I first came to the forum Voiced opinion, and posted no song Spoke distrust about stereo politicians Speaking out both sides of their mouth Tis simple, I'm right,you're wrong! As to posting in a corner Where poets congregate I thought I'd limit it here Take it but no where else Making it all fodder, food for hate So now I understand And now you must realize Lift it from here, To place anywhere, save your heart Copyrighted stuff would be plagerized! If all the world is a stage...where does the audience sit? |
Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse From: GUEST,Guest from Sanity Date: 26 Jun 08 - 08:38 PM Which lines of verse???? |
Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse From: Ruth Archer Date: 26 Jun 08 - 06:45 PM King John Put up a notice, "LOST or STOLEN or STRAYED! JAMES JAMES MORRISON'S MOTHER SEEMS TO HAVE BEEN LAID. LAST SEEN WANDERING VAGUELY: QUITE OF HER OWN ACCORD, SHE TRIED TO GET DOWN TO THE END OF THE TOWN - FORTY SHILLINGS REWARD!" |
Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse From: WalkaboutsVerse Date: 26 Jun 08 - 05:42 PM Thanks, GFS; and, to The Village Green Preservation Society, God save out Hortense, who managed to find a way to sing those lines of verse! |
Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse From: GUEST,Guest from Sanity Date: 26 Jun 08 - 05:04 PM When you're nobody, 'Til somebody else comes along. When you're nobody, 'Til somebody else sings your song. I know you, I know you, I know you. And you've got, Someplace to belong. Known you were coming, I'd have written this song long ago. Someplace to belong, Known you were a coming, I'd have written this song long ago. You think you're such a hero, For doing your act so well and yet, Don't you know deep inside, You're doing your act without a net. And you've got, Someplace to belong. Known you were coming, I'd have written this song long ago. Someplace to belong, Known you were leaving, I'd have written this song long ago. And you're afraid of the dark, At both ends of your life. Just because they're not at your fingertips, All those thing you can't see. They say, "It's alright, it's alright, It's alright, it's alright." You got someplace to belong, Known you were coming, I'd have written this song long ago. Someplace to belong, Known you were coming, I'd have written this song long ago. It's alright, it's alright, It's alright, it's alright. |
Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse From: Ruth Archer Date: 26 Jun 08 - 05:01 PM funnily enough, I had that song on my iPod last weekend and it was reminding me of WAV... James James Morrison's Mother Put on a golden gown. James James Morrison's mother Drove to the end of the town. James James Morrison's mother Said to herself, said she: "I can get right down to the end of the town and be back in time for tea." |
Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse From: Little Hawk Date: 26 Jun 08 - 04:02 PM Cool! I like it. Let's hear it for Fu Manchu and Moriarty and the good old days. |
Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse From: GUEST,The Village Green Preservation Society Date: 26 Jun 08 - 03:51 PM Ray Davies has said it so much better, WAV, and HE truly believes unlike certain bandwagon jumpers! We are the village green preservation society God save donald duck, vaudeville and variety We are the desperate dan appreciation society God save strawberry jam and all the different varieties Preserving the old ways from being abused Protecting the new ways for me and for you What more can we do We are the draught beer preservation society God save mrs. mopp and good old mother riley We are the custard pie appreciation consortium God save the george cross and all those who were awarded them We are the sherlock holmes english speaking vernacular Help save fu manchu, moriarty and dracula We are the office block persecution affinity God save little shops, china cups and virginity We are the skyscraper condemnation affiliate God save tudor houses, antique tables and billiards Preserving the old ways from being abused Protecting the new ways for me and for you What more can we do God save the village green. |
Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse From: Ruth Archer Date: 26 Jun 08 - 01:45 PM James James Morrison Morrison Weatherby George Dupree Took great care of his mother Though he was only 3. James James said to his mother, "Mother," he said, said he, "You must NEVER go down to the end of the town If you don't go down with me." |
Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse From: Little Hawk Date: 26 Jun 08 - 01:09 PM "People only die when they've got nothing else to do" Well put. |
Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse From: WalkaboutsVerse Date: 26 Jun 08 - 12:44 PM Poem 17 of 230: THROUGH WHAT WAS During Europe's summer, '88, At a wall my bag was checked: A brief smile at what gave it weight; Sun-cream lid back - mood unwrecked. As I bought crispbread, with money changed, A row began, at counter, Between two, it seemed, Germans estranged - Clothes, to me, the sole pointer. I headed back through the wall that was, Then signed a reunion book. Reflecting, I'm happy/sad because The Left-cause, too, has been shook. From walkaboutsverse.741.com |
Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse From: GUEST,Guest from Sanity Date: 26 Jun 08 - 12:01 PM Can I speak to you I can see that you don't smile Can I please see you Won't you come on over here And talk to me a while Can't you see Everything that wants to be must be Tomorrow isn't yesterday for long If you don't hide Yes, I can almost see the wall Can you see Thru the wall around you Are you afraid that They will crumble You will stumble They will tumble Down on you People only die when they've got nothing else to do So can I please stay here with you? |
Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse From: Ruth Archer Date: 26 Jun 08 - 04:38 AM and nobody knows (tiddly pom) how cold my toes(tiddly pom) how cold my toes(tiddly pom) are growing |
Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse From: GUEST,Cecil Date: 26 Jun 08 - 04:07 AM GfS:, Turn on your IM!. You must be barricaded in your hole in the ground. Message me when you can. thread is getting stupid. Love to hear your stuff, again! |
Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse From: Don Firth Date: 25 Jun 08 - 11:48 PM Just so neither of you are manic-depressive. Don Firth |
Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse From: Amos Date: 25 Jun 08 - 10:22 PM I am ashamed, disgruntled, and most highly irritated at your display of juvenile superiority. Obviously you make a better 6-year-old nor I do, so I doff my hat to you for it. A |
Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse From: Little Hawk Date: 25 Jun 08 - 09:16 PM Amos, you need to reread your old copies of "Winnie the Pooh" and "The House at Pooh Corner". My lines, including the world "blinch", were taken directly from some verses in one of those books, said verses composed by Pooh and celebrating Piglet's rescue of Owl and Pooh after Owl's tree fell down in the storm. |
Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse From: Amos Date: 25 Jun 08 - 08:13 PM No such word as bblinch, codswalophead. I do gotta say, though, it is purely amazing what this thread turned into. A |
Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse From: Little Hawk Date: 25 Jun 08 - 07:23 PM Did he tremble? Did he blinch? No, no! He struggled inch by inch. Through letters only, as I know Because I saw him go. |
Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse From: Ruth Archer Date: 25 Jun 08 - 07:23 PM "Gorey also designed the sets for a New York stage presentation of Bram Stoker's Dracula, starring Frank Langella" I went to see that. The more it snows (tiddly pom) The more it goes (tiddly pom) The more it goes (tiddly pom) On snowing... |
Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse From: Def Shepard Date: 25 Jun 08 - 05:47 PM Gorey also designed the sets for a New York stage presentation of Bram Stoker's Dracula, starring Frank Langella, it was later filmed. |
Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse From: Ruth Archer Date: 25 Jun 08 - 05:45 PM Sing ho! For the life of a bear. |
Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse From: Don Firth Date: 25 Jun 08 - 05:36 PM Edward Gorey did the animation at the beginning of the long-lived PBS series, Mystery, featuring mostly British mystery series' such as "The Inspector Lynley Mysteries" (American aurthor, British production), Agatha Christie's "Miss Marple," "Sherlock Holmes" with the late Jeremy Brett, "Rumpole of the Bailey," etc. The series used to be hosted by that most delicious of all British actresses, Diana Rigg. I'm not sure if he also wrote the accompanying music, but it was certainly inspired by his work. It's called "The Gorey Tango." Don Firth |
Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse From: The Sandman Date: 25 Jun 08 - 04:51 PM Chasing bread,I must be nuts,I am bananas, materialstic possessions in seeking mamman. bread, dough,what a way to go, what a life hey ho. said Christopher Robin. and is there honey still for tea....... |
Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse From: Def Shepard Date: 25 Jun 08 - 04:04 PM Meanwhile back at The Mad Hatters Tea Party..... `There's no such thing!' Alice was beginning very angrily, but the Hatter and the March Hare went `Sh! sh!' and the Dormouse sulkily remarked, `If you can't be civil, you'd better finish the story for yourself.' |
Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse From: WalkaboutsVerse Date: 25 Jun 08 - 03:55 PM Poem 206 of 230: MY DIET Chasing breads, nuts, bananas, Red sauce, apples, sultanas, Pickles, porridge, pottages - Lemon barley, Or cups of tea. From walkaboutsverse.741.com |
Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse From: Ruth Archer Date: 25 Jun 08 - 03:07 PM It was a treacle well. |
Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse From: Def Shepard Date: 25 Jun 08 - 02:38 PM Alice tried to fancy to herself what such an extraordinary ways of living would be like, but it puzzled her too much, so she went on: `But why did they live at the bottom of a well?' |
Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse From: Ruth Archer Date: 25 Jun 08 - 02:32 PM So they were. VERY ill. |
Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse From: Def Shepard Date: 25 Jun 08 - 02:08 PM They couldn't have done that, you know,' Alice gently remarked; `they'd have been ill.' Treacle Mining in the UK |
Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse From: Ruth Archer Date: 25 Jun 08 - 02:04 PM They lived on treacle. |
Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse From: Def Shepard Date: 25 Jun 08 - 01:36 PM What did they live on?' said Alice, who always took a great interest in questions of eating and drinking. |
Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse From: Little Hawk Date: 25 Jun 08 - 01:28 PM Very good poem about the jeweller. |
Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse From: Ruth Archer Date: 25 Jun 08 - 01:26 PM Once upon a time there were three little sisters called Elsie, Lacy and Tilly and they lived at the bottom of a well... |
Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse From: Def Shepard Date: 25 Jun 08 - 01:14 PM It was the gin wot dun 'er in :-D |
Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse From: Ruth Archer Date: 25 Jun 08 - 01:10 PM Z is for Zillah who drank too much gin. |
Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse From: GUEST,Guest from Sanity Date: 25 Jun 08 - 12:29 PM The jeweler has a shop on the corner of the boulevard In the night, in small spectacles, he polishes old coins He uses spit and cloth and ashes He makes them shine with ashes He knows the use of ashes He worships God with ashes The coins are often very old by the time they reach the jeweler With his hands and ashes he will try the best he can He knows that he can only shine them Cannot repair the scratches He knows that even new coins have scars so he just smiles He knows the use of ashes He worships God with ashes In the darkest of the night both his hands will blister badly They will often open painfully and the blood flows from his hands He works to take from black coin faces the thumbprints from so many ages He wishes he could cure the scars When he forgets he sometimes cries He knows the use of ashes He worships God with ashes |
Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse From: Little Hawk Date: 25 Jun 08 - 11:54 AM I'm not sure I can live with that information, DS. ;-) I am shaken to the very core of my being. I am now considering various ways of ending my futile existence in a suitably dramatic fashion. Perhaps death by consuming vast numbers of anchovies? Or...hmmm...perhaps I can talk Winona Ryder into helping me out on this through another method that comes to mind... |
Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse From: Def Shepard Date: 25 Jun 08 - 11:49 AM Red Rose Shock Horror Scandal It's British owned!!!!!!!!!!!!! :-D |
Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse From: Little Hawk Date: 25 Jun 08 - 11:34 AM Gad! Next you'll be telling me you can't even get Red Rose tea in Great Britain! (GASP!) It's "only available in Canada", you know... ;-) |
Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse From: Def Shepard Date: 25 Jun 08 - 11:32 AM or was infact an American (shock, horror, scandal, he WASN'T English :-D) :-D Edward Gorey Too 1925 - 2000 |
Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse From: Def Shepard Date: 25 Jun 08 - 11:28 AM LH, Edward Gorey is in fact an American :-D |
Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse From: Little Hawk Date: 25 Jun 08 - 11:23 AM Amen to that. DS - I missed that one somehow. I guess maybe it's an English thing, is it? |
Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse From: GUEST,Guest from Sanity Date: 25 Jun 08 - 11:13 AM I want to meet somebody, That I can talk to. I want to meet somebody, I can make love with, not to. Bodies on bodies Like sacks upon shelves. People are using each other, To make love to themselves. And we all use our bodies As a place to hide And meet all the other bodies With people hiding inside. If all that is touching, Is just what you wear, I guess that not sharing, Is the only thing we share, Somewhere. Somewhere we lost real love, Somewhere along the line. They say get it while you can, Get it while you can, But don't get left behind. And if you don't love The one that you're with Why don't you just Wait for the one that you love? And she'll love you, too. Today I met somebody That I can talk to. Today I met somebody I can make love with, not to. She says love will get you Through times of no sex Better than sex will get you Through times of no love. We wrote that on the wall, We wrote that on the wall, We wrote that on the wall, And why don't you Write that on your wall, too. |
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