Walkaboutsverse

Subject: WALKABOUTSVERSE
From: WalkaboutsVerse
Date: 16 Mar 06 - 11:11 AM

Have you checked my free website - walkaboutsverse.741.com

Subject: RE: WALKABOUTSVERSE
From: Leadfingers
Date: 16 Mar 06 - 02:04 PM

Not Yet

Subject: RE: WALKABOUTSVERSE
From: wysiwyg
Date: 16 Mar 06 - 02:12 PM

Tried to get there, but the page took so long to load, I gave up. To save dialup people from a freeze-up, I'm not mkaing the uRL into a clicky-link.

~S~

Subject: RE: WALKABOUTSVERSE
From: katlaughing
Date: 16 Mar 06 - 02:37 PM

David, were I you, I'd look for a different host, such as www.tripod.com.

Yours finally loaded for me and I am on broadband, but none of the links were lined up right and they did not work.

Good luck,

kat

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: The Fooles Troupe
Date: 16 Mar 06 - 06:23 PM

It's always a sever mistake to try to put it all on one page.

The human mind can only hold and access small chunks of info at one time.

A good reference book always has an index, so please consider breaking the content up, and moving most of it off the front page.

If you want to look at how a very large site can be organised to be accessible thru indexes, feel free to look at mine - the url is on my Mudcat profile page. You may not like the content, but it is the way it is set up that may help you to think about organising your site.

Subject: WHY WALKABOUTSVERSE IS SLOW
From: GUEST,walkaboutsverse
Date: 18 Mar 06 - 05:50 AM

walkaboutsverse.741.com is about 1MB of poems and songs, and is relatively slow to download. But, as it's all on one fully-linked page, it should be quick and easy to navigate once there - why not make a brew while you're waiting!

I actually produced a paperback first using desktop publishing software, then copy/pasted to Word. It wouldn't take on the more efficient specialised web-software, so I removed all the html I could to get it just below the 1MB limit required by 741.

Thanks to those who responded to my first message, and I have taken your tips onboard.

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: GUEST,mack/misophist
Date: 18 Mar 06 - 07:33 AM

With DSL it loaded quickly enough but galeon, a fairly compliant browser, didn't display the top of the page very well. I presume the lower parts were meant to be wavy.

Subject: RE: WHY WALKABOUTSVERSE IS SLOW
From: GUEST,mack/misophist
Date: 18 Mar 06 - 07:37 AM

Word might not have been the best thing to use. It uses extensive propriatary formatting which sometimes doesn't transfer well. For the best inter-operability you might consider Notepad or try saving Word documents as rtf.

Subject: RE: WHY WALKABOUTSVERSE IS SLOW
From: The Fooles Troupe
Date: 18 Mar 06 - 08:06 AM

Yes, transferring WOrd to HTML often produces 'broken' HTML, as well as excessive amounts of 'garbage' not needed to display the page.

It's still best to break the page up into subpages.

And you should have put this in your previous thread too, please.

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Threads combined

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: WalkaboutsVerse
Date: 21 Mar 06 - 11:01 AM

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: MMario
Date: 21 Mar 06 - 11:04 AM

If the page is a meg; I could probably GROW the barley for a brew while wating for it to download.

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: WalkaboutsVerse
Date: 21 Mar 06 - 11:11 AM

On the library computers I've tried my site on, it takes about 15 - 100 seconds, but it seems it can be longer elsewhere...?

If I did make a front page well below 1MB, via this free provider, there would then be pop-ups, anyway. I.E., I think it's the 970KBs that blocks them out.

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: GUEST,walkaboutsverse
Date: 23 Mar 06 - 09:10 AM

One could walk one's "woofer" while waiting on
Walkaboutsverse.741.com

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: The Fooles Troupe
Date: 23 Mar 06 - 06:22 PM

Most people would prefer, well tolerate anyway, popups (against which many people have anti-popup software running) than a page that takes forever to load, and needs much zipping up and down to read. of course, if you want them to just save it to their drive and never come back, then it is probably OK.

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: WalkaboutsVerse
Date: 25 Mar 06 - 07:02 AM

Thanks Foolestroupe:

I have designed an alternate front page, with the "shoe", asking people to click and wait for almost 1MB of verse. But it will produce pop-ups and, overall, probably take longer for people to actually start reading it.

As I said, once there I think it's quick and easy to navigate what must be about 5 hours worth of reading.

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: The Fooles Troupe
Date: 25 Mar 06 - 07:15 AM

"what must be about 5 hours worth of reading."

In that case for you then, consider that most people would prefer NOT to have to hang on line for that 5 hours, but read it offline (off their own hard drive) at their own leisure. Also people like me on dialup still pay per time connected, as well as per amount of data delivered.

And if you are going to get them to download it, it would be better appreciated if you were to compress it with a 'zip utility', which would make it a much smaller file and thus faster to download - this would then allow you have have even more available.

It would also then still be better to split it up into several smaller files, as each would be quicker to download for dialup users. Dialup users could also then arrange to collect it via a 'background downloader' whilst doing other things.

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: GUEST,walkaboutsverse
Date: 30 Mar 06 - 09:33 AM

Thanks again Foolestroupe:

I'll look into this "zip utility".

The other way is for people to use the library for either the website or paperback/c.d. - I've gifted them to quite a few.

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: GUEST,walkaboutsverse
Date: 11 Apr 06 - 08:48 AM

walkaboutsverse.741.com has been updated.

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: GUEST
Date: 20 Apr 06 - 09:24 AM

The time certanly varies - it just took about 5 seconds at my local library.

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: GUEST,walkaboutsverse
Date: 18 May 06 - 10:02 AM

E.g: WALKABOUT WITH MY PEN
Once drove an old sedan, up north,
   From a place in Sydney to Cairns;
Then to Kuranda I went forth,...

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: GUEST
Date: 23 May 06 - 10:52 AM

By train, to look without set plans...

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: GUEST,walkaboutsverse
Date: 03 Jun 06 - 07:01 AM

I browsed through the trendy market...

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: GUEST,walkaboutsverse
Date: 05 Jun 06 - 06:52 AM

With fresh fruits of tropical kind...

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: GUEST,walkaboutsverse
Date: 10 Jun 06 - 07:16 AM

Walked to the creek through lush thicket...

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: GUEST,walkaboutsverse
Date: 12 Jun 06 - 02:00 PM

Nature's hand giving peace of mind...

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: GUEST,walkaboutsverse
Date: 13 Jun 06 - 10:54 AM

I dined in a scenic cafe...

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: Amos
Date: 13 Jun 06 - 11:59 AM

Worthy of McGonegal, I declare;
How strange to find his talent rare
And long thought happily, finally, dead,
Raising again its cheerful head
To haunt a later, different time
With equal awkwardness of rhyme
And stilted pace; enough, enough!
The world's well-gifted with such stuff.
But let it be, to each man's choosing
To read what he finds most amusing.
And let us also add, I wot,
To not read what amuseth not.

Claracile Fortinez.
Alabaster Poems
Whiteshell-On-Thunk, 1938

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: GUEST,walkaboutsverse
Date: 15 Jun 06 - 11:03 AM

Thanks, Amos:
Now, vamos!
Where were we..?
Let me see...

Then, outside, as I wrote for yen...

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: GUEST,walkaboutsverse
Date: 17 Jun 06 - 06:25 AM

Some passing Kooris called-out: "Hey,..

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: GUEST,walkaboutsverse
Date: 19 Jun 06 - 12:59 PM

You go walkabout with your pen."..

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: WalkaboutsVerse
Date: 22 Jun 06 - 10:46 AM

Request of question, I don't know - ...

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: GUEST
Date: 22 Jun 06 - 11:18 AM

Seems to me that this kind of ego-posting isn't really appropriate for this forum.

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: GUEST
Date: 23 Jun 06 - 10:04 AM

Plus, from your postings on other forums, I think your political leanings are not welcome here or anywhere on the folk scene.

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: GUEST,walkaboutsverse
Date: 27 Jun 06 - 05:14 AM

It's letting people know of this free site, which contains info. on folk music, as well as lays/poems-sung (e.g., Walkabout with my Pen). Furthermore, "Guest", there are all sorts of "political leanings" on discussion forums - mine derive from 4 technical certificates, a degree in humanities, and shoe-string travel through about 40 countries.

Assured voices, elderly men...

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: GUEST,Guest
Date: 27 Jun 06 - 05:16 PM

He can't sing either

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: GUEST,walkaboutsverse
Date: 29 Jun 06 - 06:11 AM

(Where did you hear me, Guest? Or should I call you - "Groupie"?)

That's now several years ago...

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: WalkaboutsVerse
Date: 01 Jul 06 - 06:57 AM

And I've seen the world - with my pen.

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: GUEST,walkaboutsverse
Date: 04 Jul 06 - 06:09 AM

In response to some of the above tips, thanks again, I found a way of transferring, without retyping, my collection from Word to FrontPage - i.e., Save As Word Document gets rid of the html and enables copy/paste to FrontPage. So, in a few more days, after relinking, it should be about a 650kb site instead of 970kb.

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: GUEST,another guest
Date: 04 Jul 06 - 06:13 AM

"...the wandering pen writes freely"

I can't remember who said that, but in some cases too freely.

I was told by a friend to check out your postings on the BBC forums that don't appear on google. What a farce! Don't drag folk, rhyme or our forum into the depths of - dare I say it – borderline xenophobia.

Whoever said your travellers tales are egotistical is right. You feature as the subject of most of your verse. The days of the 18th century travel writer have past my friend, we can experience these things for ourselves now. No longer is the 'literary guide' a prerequisite for prose.

I don't know who your web-hosting friends are, but I think you've given them enough free plugs.

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: WalkaboutsVerse
Date: 04 Jul 06 - 10:22 AM

Regarding "You feature as the subject of most of your verse" I disagree - most are about other people and places, and the introductory poem 0 - 19 was to let people know where I'm coming from, given that some of my conclusions are critical of the status quo. Furthermore, some of the verses also appear on a folk c.d. - Chants from Walkabouts, and there's a related site on other folk-matters. Finally, to get free web-space, as far as I know, we have to put up with ad's, whether we question capitalism or not.

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: GUEST,Another guest again
Date: 04 Jul 06 - 01:22 PM

You don't seem to understand. Your writing technique almost always is in 'the first person'. Using 'I', 'me' or 'my' to construct your verse. Is this not referred to as 'the subject' of the sentence/verse??? Please suggest a poem of yours that does not use this writing style.

The CD you mention; is that not one of yours? Surely not a capitalistic edge to this 'little enterprise'. Please don't use this board as a sales pitch.

Worst of all you have not batted an eyelid at my observations of xenophobia! What the 'folk' is going on here?!

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: GUEST
Date: 05 Jul 06 - 01:19 PM

If your xenophobia wasn't enough, nobody cares where you went "with your pen", or indeed which kind of "tropical fruits" you saw there - not when your poetry is so awful.

And rearranging sentence, words to fit, makes you sophistocated not.

Please stop spamming every forum there is with your sub-sixth-form rubbish.

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: GUEST,Guest
Date: 05 Jul 06 - 04:12 PM

And he still can't sing

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: GUEST,walkaboutsverse
Date: 06 Jul 06 - 10:41 AM

More details in my defence - I've placed in English festival singing comp's, and have been published elsewhere. "Xenophobia" is ridiculous - I love the world being multicultural, as I think walkaboutsverse suggests.
"The Picker," (poem 6) is one of many poems/experiences (hence "first person") mentioning another/others.

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: GUEST
Date: 06 Jul 06 - 10:48 AM

Walkabouts 'Topaz' Verse.

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: GUEST,Another guest
Date: 06 Jul 06 - 11:24 AM

I asked for a poem that didn't feature you as 'narrator'. Any other options?

You love the world as multi-cultural, yes we understand that, but would you love your neighbours as multi-cultural? What you say sounds like, 'the world has many cultures, but keep them away from me.'

I'm interested as to what you mean in poem 88 too. Are you homophobic as well???

Ta.

ps what is the "topaz" for???

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: Amos
Date: 06 Jul 06 - 11:25 AM

Now, boys...after all it could be verse.


A

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: GUEST
Date: 06 Jul 06 - 11:44 AM

I think it's a reference to William 'Topaz' McGonigall, infamous Scottish 'poet.'

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: WalkaboutsVerse
Date: 08 Jul 06 - 07:07 AM

As I said in my introductory poem, PICTURES, the poems derive from my own experience, which includes travel through several countries/cultures - so clearly I've never had the intention of keeping other cultures "away from me".
Further to poem 88: one in three children here live in broken families now. As I said in THE OLD DART, I've nothing against same sex relationships - except them being allowed to foster a child: there are in society, of course, about 50% from each sex so, logically, it's far better for a child to be brought up by a male and a female. It's only very recently - and very wrong - that this has been allowed.

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: GUEST,Guest
Date: 08 Jul 06 - 01:27 PM

What a ridiculous thread this is, just like the book and CD

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: GUEST,Another guest
Date: 08 Jul 06 - 03:13 PM

Please read the question again. I asked whether you would like your neighbours being foreign - you know, a black family living next door, or an Indian family perhaps. I know you've visited many countries, but that is a different thing to multi-culture in your home town.

Your answer please.

I was brought up by two fathers and it did nothing wrong to me. I had two wonderful male role-models in my life. How can that be wrong?!

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: WalkaboutsVerse
Date: 11 Jul 06 - 06:30 AM

I think the U.N. should agree that trying to have a multiple number of cultures living under the one state law will always cause problems. Genuine asylum seekers shoulded be helped, via the U.N., to their nearest safe refuge, and immigration should be regulated/restricted much more strongly. I am NOT saying everybody should do as I've done and repatriate, and, thus, I am NOT against my neighbours being of another race. And I repeat, having travelled and studied humanities/anthropology, I do love the world being multicultural, and am sure that nationalism with travel and fair trade, via a much stronger U.N., is the solution - NOT yet more economic immigration. Finally, the old-fashioned nuclear family is the best way for children to be brought up into society for the reasons already given.

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: GUEST,Another guest
Date: 12 Jul 06 - 11:03 AM

Just because you've studied humanities/anthropology doesn't make you a politician or a poet.

A stronger 'international' government capable of limiting the number of cultures in one nation sounds like one step off ethnic cleansing to me.

I seem to recall nationalism, tougher immigration and setting up of 'safe reefuge' camps to hold immigrants was tried in 1930's Germany. Look what happened then. They had poets writing propaganda. Perhaps you should send your book to the NF.

You're as fruity as your "tropical fruit". To write a few 'didactic' (=bloody patronizing) verses doesn't make you God or something.

ps I'd rather have loving parents of the same sex, than a broken hetero family that sticks to your ideals. How can you generalize so?

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: GUEST,walkaboutsverse
Date: 13 Jul 06 - 06:35 AM

There are too many "broken hetero" families: I heard one in three in England, a couple of years ago; as I said in poem 209, when people lose their own culture, society suffers. I am against the conquest/imperialism of Nazis, Victorians (concentration camps were used in the Boar War, Hitler admired the Victorians), etc; and I am also against immigtation - with the qualifications I have already made in prose, above, and in walkaboutsverse. Surely what's happened the last few years/days should make people question immigration, and the idea that a multiple number of cultures can live peacefully under the one state law - the law, the land, the people, the culture should be linked, and this can only occur when everyone/the U.N. agrees that immigration is NOT good for humanity. A stronger U.N., travel and fair-trade ARE good for humanity. This IS a different argument from what the Nazis, e.g. had, and it IS the best, most peaceful way for humanity, from now on.
Bye the way, 17/230 from walkaboutsverse are songs/chants - some were written as lyrics, others are lays: poems sung.

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: GUEST,walkaboutsverse
Date: 13 Jul 06 - 11:02 AM

walkaboutsverse.741.com has been reworked from Word(970kb) to FrontPage(670kb) so is now at least a bit quicker to download.

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: GUEST,Another guest
Date: 13 Jul 06 - 03:29 PM

Concentration camps were used as internment camps to protect against guerrilla warfare, by the British + Spanish & Americans. When people died there, it was due to illness or starvation through bad management, not by intent, just like the soldiers at the time. Some even got a wage for being there.

Concentration camps for the Germans were specifically designed as death camps. There is a fundamental difference, not just in the numbers that died. I hope you're not a "holocaust doubter" too..

Hitler admired the Victorians? I'm sure a lot of people did! The term refers to an era you know... 1837 to 1901. My personal favorite is Isambard Kingdom Brunel... Was he Hitler's favorite too? Or did he just like Otto von Bismarck?

That's just great you know about the broken families in the world. All those kids need foster parents, an there are plenty of loving same-sex couples ready to help out like mine. Thank God there's hope for the children now! Like there's hope that you can use FrontPage. Even chimps can play pacman... lol!

I'm off to write a poem, so I can be just as 'qualified' as you are! :-) Perhaps I'll write one about UN corruption leading to global collapse............

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: WalkaboutsVerse
Date: 14 Jul 06 - 05:22 AM

Surely you agree that, at least in principle, the U.N. is a good idea.
I don't like the ad's etc. where "chimps" etc. perform human tasks - I find them cruel.
I don't doubt the atrocities commited (by both sides) during, before and after World War 2.
Plus, I try not to be ethnocentric and, rather, see and say it how it is/was.
Finally, surely you agree that democracy is better when people are informed - and that that's one of the positives of the web and it's sites.

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: GUEST,Another guest
Date: 18 Jul 06 - 05:49 AM

The UN is a good idea? Don't we have our own governments to sort out foreign and domestic issues for us??? I'd prefer to focus on that!

At least we agree that Chimps are cruel! Yes, I find them nasty little things sometimes. With Dolphins and humans they are one of the 3 species of animal capable of rape and wanton violence against each-other.

Good you're trying not to be 'ethnocentric' however how can you be didactic at the same time? How can you preach something yet not view things from 'our' standpoint? Democracy is good, yes, so which of your poems keeps me positively informed for the next election. Your poem 75 isn't exactly helpful is it?

Your site still takes ages to download and looks terrible. What are those black frame things that mess up the beginning for?

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: WalkaboutsVerse
Date: 18 Jul 06 - 06:00 AM

Things were a bit different between Word and FrontPage, and the "spine" was being pushed out-of-whack (as I feel are some of your comments) by the different ad's we have to put up with if we want a free site. However, it was okay when I just tried it on a library computer, and it took less than 10 seconds.

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: GUEST,Another guest
Date: 20 Jul 06 - 08:57 AM

Which comments are out-of-whack? Are you the only allowed to express yourself over the internet? Sorry! Didn't know you had an elitist little club going on here...

The trouble is, you're free to spam the world with bad poetry, bad HTML (you obviously don't even know what that means) and you don't even pay £3.50 a month to give people the decency of your OWN website... All this from a library where you're probably surfing the web for free too!

It's not even your apparent lack of singing talents (ho ho) that annoy the most, it's that you're freeloading and spamming at the same time AND saying that others' comments aren't valid.

When's your next gig so we can 'boo' you off stage?!

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: GUEST,walkaboutsverse
Date: 20 Jul 06 - 10:51 AM

With a free provider, my free poetry/folk site should still be there for others, regardless of what happens to me, or my credit card. Html is what I reduced from reworking my site from Word to FrontPage. Further, in among the booing, some have liked my verses - e.g. when I read out Following the Sun (113) at a folk club.

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: GUEST,Another guest again
Date: 26 Jul 06 - 07:49 AM

Your WWW naivety is almost touching, but the reality is most websites disappear after a couple of years and that's a fact. Just cause you have a free site, doesn't mean it'll be around after you snuff it. If you don't log in for a set period, they disappear automatically.

Just as well you've published a 'book'! That means at least an unlucky Oxfam shopper will find a copy in amongst the 'Mills and Boon' section in 2017.

HTML is what holds the web together. The idea that you can just delete it to make your site work better is demented.

You're demented.

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: GUEST,Dave (Bridge)
Date: 26 Jul 06 - 04:59 PM

Why is this thread being allowed to continue?
It is so boring as is the subject

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: WalkaboutsVerse
Date: 27 Jul 06 - 09:05 AM

So, if no corrections are needed to a site, they "disappear after a couple of years." I'll keep that in mind, but I doubt it.
To Dave (Bridge): I don't have a counter on my website, and therefore can't tell what the numbers are like - as we can easily at someone's folk club, e.g.

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: GUEST
Date: 29 Jul 06 - 06:22 AM

For what it's worth, the problem with the "spine" of the "book" on my site has been fixed by redoing it as a table, instead of with lines; and I'm off this Saturday morning to the Durham Folk Party to see some English Dance, plus hear and sing some English Songs.

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: WalkaboutsVerse
Date: 03 Aug 06 - 09:55 AM

It was a good day: quality plus attendance were good, and the selection was mostly Englsih, with 1 or 2 guests. Thus, foreign tourists in Durham that day were able to sample some proper, living Englsih culture, for a change. Just one criticism - the evening dance should have been an English Country/Barn Dance NOT a ceilidh (Scottish informal dance gathering).

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: GUEST,walkaboutsverse
Date: 05 Aug 06 - 05:33 AM

For the same reasoning, bye the way, I didn't enjoy the BBC radio "highlights" of The Cambridge "Folk" Festival.

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: WalkaboutsVerse
Date: 15 Aug 06 - 11:05 AM

Attended the Durham Gathering on Saturday where, unlike the Durham Folk Party, above, the ratio of local:exotic Folkworks was not good; then tuned-in to Northern Folk on Sunday and, again, heard a majority of foreign folk music. However, what English music and dance I did hear and see over the weekend was most enjoyable and of good quality -the problem is one of SELECTION; i.e., as a well-meaning repatriate, I find modern-English badly under-impressed by our own good culture/traditions.

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: GUEST,Guest
Date: 15 Aug 06 - 04:21 PM

Who cares what you think?

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: GUEST,walkaboutsverse
Date: 17 Aug 06 - 08:27 AM

On average, i.e. - some still know who they are.

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: WalkaboutsVerse
Date: 22 Aug 06 - 06:03 AM

Land's End to John o' Groats, e.g.

At the bold age of twenty-one
(Via Hong Kong, China, Macau)
I flew from Sydney to London -
Land's End to John o' Groats my vow...

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: GUEST,walkaboutsverse
Date: 25 Aug 06 - 05:07 AM

I took a train out of London,
Found a highway and thumbed a ride...

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: GUEST
Date: 25 Aug 06 - 05:35 AM

what? you're going to start ANOTHER one line by line on this thread...

Take your awful poetry and your dodgy political leanings elsewhere.

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: GUEST,walkaboutsverse
Date: 25 Aug 06 - 05:47 AM

It's actually a poem come song or a "lay".
My "learnings" actually derive from 4 technical certificates, a degree in humanities (majoring in anthropology, with distinctions) and shoe-string travel through about 40 countries. And, on another thread, someone did say - why don't you give us an example so we can decide whether we should bother checking the site.

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: manitas_at_work
Date: 25 Aug 06 - 07:11 AM

It's "leanings" not "learnings"!

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: GUEST
Date: 26 Aug 06 - 05:42 AM

OK, well I'm asking you now - can you stop giving examples, we've made up our minds.

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: GUEST,walkaboutsverse
Date: 31 Aug 06 - 11:00 AM

Leanings/learnings - almost the same entity, in this case, I'd say. And, no (a few have said they like my verses) - I headed down toward Brighton...

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: Dave Earl
Date: 31 Aug 06 - 11:40 AM

"I headed down toward Brighton..."

I hope I was out of town - thats where I live.

Dave

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: GUEST
Date: 01 Sep 06 - 02:04 AM

it is not at strength anymore.

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: GUEST
Date: 01 Sep 06 - 05:33 PM

"(a few have said they like my verses)..."

Where? Show me a point on one of the forums you have started to post on where ANYONE indicated they like you posting your verse. Even if you did have any talent as a poet, do you really think that posting a few lines at a time on a public forum is a good way to showcase your work?

You are a nuisance.

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: GUEST,walkaboutsverse
Date: 02 Sep 06 - 05:53 AM

I'd have to mention a rival forum or somone who sent me an email - but how can someone with 4 technical certificates and a degree in humanities be that bad at writing/performing his "travels and conclusions in verse." Now - from Breton Cap's Brighton -
Then hitch-hiked roads the coast beside

On the face of my shoulder bag
A sketched map of Aus. was my tag...

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: GUEST
Date: 02 Sep 06 - 04:44 PM

"I'd have to mention a rival forum or somone who sent me an email"

So you admit that nobody on this forum has said they like you posting your verse here. Please stop.

"how can someone with 4 technical certificates and a degree in humanities be that bad at writing/performing his "travels and conclusions in verse.""

You have greatly misunderstood the nature of creativity I think.

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: GUEST,Dave (Bridge)
Date: 03 Sep 06 - 06:08 AM

If people ignored this thread it would probably go away, like turning the telly off if you do not like something

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: GUEST,Guest Lizzie 'cookieless' Cornish.... ;0)
Date: 03 Sep 06 - 08:03 AM

Gee Whizz! Why are there so many unpleasant comments on this thread?

If you don't like David's poetry or what he's doing, then don't come in, it's not compulsory.

You carry on David....

I like that bit about schools and how they use 'stars as carrots' to dangle in front of children to get them to read.....

But then hey...we home-educate so my kids read purely because they want to and they love to....

I'll read some more of your poems when I have time David.....meanwhile, for all the Moaning Minnies, and anyone who may be interested....here is the link to David's site:

http://walkaboutsverse.741.com/


Lizzie :0)

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: JamesHenry
Date: 03 Sep 06 - 09:40 AM

David presumably posted this thread to generate some sort of reaction. The fact that some people perceive it as unmitigated drivel is their entitled opinion.

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: GUEST,Dan
Date: 03 Sep 06 - 10:49 AM

To be honest, the quality of the verse isn't even the point here. Its the blatantly far-right theme of a lot of it.

I'm all for free speech, but I don't think this stuff should go unchallenged, and so ignoring is not an option.

Thats what bothers me.

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: GUEST
Date: 04 Sep 06 - 06:42 AM

Thanks Lizzie - I still feel there's no harm in making others aware of my free site.
To Dan - how can I be "far-right" if I've at least tried to defend the land rights of Aborigines, Massai and others, and have repeatedly questioned capitalism in my collection.

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: GUEST,walkaboutsverse
Date: 07 Sep 06 - 05:20 AM

For said a Scot who'd hitched Europe:
"Some emblem may well boost your hope"...

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: GUEST,walkaboutsverse
Date: 09 Sep 06 - 07:06 AM

And drivers throughout the island,
Over a two month riding span...

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: WalkaboutsVerse
Date: 12 Sep 06 - 06:38 AM

Were the kindest folks I have met...

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: GUEST,walkaboutsverse
Date: 14 Sep 06 - 10:07 AM

I swear not once did I get wet!...

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: GUEST,walkaboutsverse
Date: 16 Sep 06 - 06:53 AM

After viewing rugged Land's End...

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: GUEST,walkaboutsverse
Date: 19 Sep 06 - 08:58 AM

I began the long journey north...

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: GUEST,walkaboutsverse
Date: 21 Sep 06 - 09:23 AM

North-east, rather, before a bend...

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: manitas_at_work
Date: 21 Sep 06 - 09:55 AM

Suddenly I was at the journey's end!

Ta Da!

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: JamesHenry
Date: 21 Sep 06 - 11:19 AM

Not quite, methinks, my friend.

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: GUEST,walkaboutsverse
Date: 23 Sep 06 - 05:35 AM

No - nice try (we're on the alternate-rhyme part of the lay):
Somewhere in a bit from Bournmouth...

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: WalkaboutsVerse
Date: 25 Sep 06 - 06:32 AM

On the way I saw relatives...

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: Amos
Date: 25 Sep 06 - 09:13 AM

Who fled on sight claiming dental appointments.

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: GUEST,walkaboutsverse
Date: 26 Sep 06 - 10:49 AM

No Amos:
Who'm after leaving I did miss...

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: Manitas_at_home
Date: 26 Sep 06 - 11:52 AM

Whom.

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: GUEST,walkaboutsverse
Date: 28 Sep 06 - 08:19 AM

Their homes' cosy atmosphere...

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: WalkaboutsVerse
Date: 30 Sep 06 - 06:47 AM

And their local pubs' good cheer...

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: GUEST,walkaboutsverse
Date: 03 Oct 06 - 10:30 AM

And the hitched lifts came from many...

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: GUEST,walkaboutsverse
Date: 05 Oct 06 - 10:17 AM

An off-work Bobbie, a truckie...

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: GUEST,walkaboutsverse
Date: 06 Oct 06 - 06:24 AM

As well as on-duty soldiers...

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: manitas_at_work
Date: 06 Oct 06 - 07:26 AM

Thanks, and I've not said where each was!

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: GUEST,walksbout verse
Date: 07 Oct 06 - 07:06 AM

with tentacles instead of hands...

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: GUEST,walksaboutverse
Date: 07 Oct 06 - 07:08 AM

the robot-dance of secret shame...

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: GUEST,walksaboutverse
Date: 07 Oct 06 - 07:09 AM

spaghetti hoops for tea tonight, mother...

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: GUEST,walksaboutverse
Date: 08 Oct 06 - 06:26 AM

shaven headed children, with faces puce...

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: GUEST,walkaboutsverse
Date: 10 Oct 06 - 10:03 AM

(No, no, folks.)
I headed west through South Wales...

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: GUEST,Walkaboutsverse
Date: 10 Oct 06 - 11:06 AM

Where glimmereth the spume-encrusted Severn in her magisterial splendour...

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: GUEST,Dave Bridger
Date: 10 Oct 06 - 12:38 PM

How sad is this person?

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: GUEST,walksaboutverse
Date: 10 Oct 06 - 03:44 PM

I kiss, yes I kiss, your perfumed hair - sweet essence of giraffe...

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: GUEST,walkaboutsverse
Date: 12 Oct 06 - 10:38 AM

(Not "giraffe"-necked and certainly without any necking)
And viewed Cardiff Arms from afar...

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: GUEST,walkaboutsverse
Date: 12 Oct 06 - 12:33 PM

wherein lies the section marked 'shirts'...

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: GUEST,walkaboutsverse
Date: 14 Oct 06 - 06:57 AM

(That wasn't me.)
I was hitching with local males...

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: GUEST,walkaboutsverse
Date: 17 Oct 06 - 10:06 AM

And they showed me from in the car...

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: GUEST,walkaboutsverse
Date: 17 Oct 06 - 11:46 AM

Where spurteth many a ginormous whale...

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: GUEST,walkaboutsvers
Date: 19 Oct 06 - 10:10 AM

(No: I don't think one could see the coast from where Cardiff Arms was, Guest, and, come to think of it, I've never been whale-watching in my life - not even in Swansea.)
I stayed a while at Swansea...

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: GUEST
Date: 20 Oct 06 - 04:25 AM

if you got a problem yo' I'll solve it, check out the beat as the DJ revolve it...

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: GUEST,walkaboutsverse
Date: 20 Oct 06 - 05:02 AM

(There are no yo's nor DJs in English Folk, who ever you are.)
Saw the local footballers play...

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: manitas_at_work
Date: 20 Oct 06 - 08:56 AM

There will be in a few years time. Anyway I'm sure I've seen Sid Kipper in a DJ so it must be traditional.

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: GUEST,walksaboutverse
Date: 20 Oct 06 - 07:13 PM

Crying "Boy! Boy for sale!"...

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: Manitas_at_home
Date: 21 Oct 06 - 03:36 AM

So that's where Nadonna got him from!

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: GUEST,walkaboutsverse
Date: 24 Oct 06 - 09:11 AM

(Still in Wales.)
Then hitched north through Llandovery...

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: GUEST,guest
Date: 24 Oct 06 - 09:15 AM

Where can you be heard performing?

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: GUEST
Date: 24 Oct 06 - 09:16 AM

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Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: GUEST,walkaboutsverse
Date: 26 Oct 06 - 09:55 AM

(Spacious and...)
Beautiful farmland I must say...

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: GUEST,walkaboutsverse
Date: 27 Oct 06 - 05:42 AM

I slept mostly in B.& B's...

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: Amos
Date: 27 Oct 06 - 09:47 AM

WHich smelled of ancient pee and cheese.

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: GUEST,walksaboutverse
Date: 27 Oct 06 - 10:40 AM

And Old Man River, he just keeps rolling along...

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: GUEST,walksaboutverse
Date: 28 Oct 06 - 06:12 AM

...Mameeeee, my heartstrings are tangled around Alabammy...

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: GUEST
Date: 31 Oct 06 - 06:10 AM

(No.)
Where the full breakfasts sure did please...

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: manitas_at_work
Date: 31 Oct 06 - 08:17 AM

Finch, chimps and mushy bees.

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: GUEST
Date: 31 Oct 06 - 09:22 AM

Or......

And photographed my knobbly knees.

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: Amos
Date: 31 Oct 06 - 09:31 AM

And walked the streets in both my shoes
Buying things in ones and twos.
went to a Boots in a rush
Because I needed a toothbrush.
Then to the baker I did run
To get a sack of fresh cross-buns
And then to a store that was near there
To buy two fresh sets of underwear.
When I got back to my B and B
I was quite weary as all could see
And sat on my bed, thinking of all I'd done,
and took my shoes off, one by one.
First my left sock, then my right,
Fell on the floor. I turned out the light,
Puffed up the pillows at my head and lap
And fell asleep in a pleasant nap.
When I awoke it seemed more wise
To see, so I opened both my eyes
First one and then the other. Quick
(although the right one tends to stick).
Then I got up, and went to pee,
And went downstairs for a cup of tea.
Many's the day I actually spent much like this
In case you think I'm merely taking the piss.

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: GUEST,walksaboutverse
Date: 01 Nov 06 - 08:17 AM

I'm Henry the Eighth I am....

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: GUEST,walkaboutsverse
Date: 02 Nov 06 - 09:58 AM

(Still youthfull - vamos!)
But also stopped in Youth Hostels...

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: GUEST,walksaboutverse
Date: 02 Nov 06 - 10:09 AM

Oft mistaken for brothels...

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: GUEST,walkaboutsverse
Date: 07 Nov 06 - 05:54 AM

(No - "brothers" would be closer, Brother/Sister; right rhyme, mind.)
Where it's the comradeship that tells...

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: GUEST
Date: 07 Nov 06 - 06:05 AM

The bells of twelve themselves did knell...

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: GUEST,walkaboutsverse
Date: 09 Nov 06 - 08:35 AM

(That, as you shall see, Guest, sort of rings a bell.)
My favourite sites were Torquay...

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: GUEST,walkaboutsverse
Date: 16 Nov 06 - 10:54 AM

Old Saint Andrews, noted shortly...

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: Azizi
Date: 16 Nov 06 - 07:39 PM

drank too much beer which made him portly

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: GUEST
Date: 16 Nov 06 - 10:10 PM

this thread is BS so it should move southly and not up herein the music section northly

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: Azizi
Date: 16 Nov 06 - 10:23 PM

I see the lyrics have gone from bad to worse.

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: Azizi
Date: 17 Nov 06 - 12:39 AM

Forget the clowns-send in the hearst
for this is no laughing matter.

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: Azizi
Date: 17 Nov 06 - 12:47 AM

[stratch out that last line]

I really wish I knew how to curse.

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: GUEST
Date: 21 Nov 06 - 06:12 AM

(You're no Saint!)
The road Glasgow to Inverness...

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: manitas_at_work
Date: 21 Nov 06 - 07:59 AM

Was being dug up...
It was in a hell of a mess

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: GUEST,walkaboutsverse
Date: 23 Nov 06 - 10:13 AM

(No, Manitas: it was actually a nice scenic road, taken with an Italian couple - please see poem 11; and with just two more stanzas left on this poem, by the way, we should be in John o' Groats before Christmas!)
The Lakes, plus London's spots, no less...

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: GUEST,walksaboutverse
Date: 24 Nov 06 - 03:37 AM

I poked until I found Napoleon's boney part...

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: GUEST,walkaboutsverse
Date: 25 Nov 06 - 06:30 AM

(I think he and his, ultimately, headed a stormy south..?)
From Colwyn Bay, I headed east
To Manchester, my place of birth...

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: GUEST,walkaboutsverse
Date: 30 Nov 06 - 05:23 AM

Then on the Lakes my eyes did feast,
Before I passed by Solway Firth...

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: GUEST,walkaboutsverse
Date: 01 Dec 06 - 05:43 AM

Onto Edinburgh, Glasgow,
St. Andrews, before Inverness...

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: GUEST
Date: 05 Dec 06 - 05:26 AM

Then waves from locals were the go...

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: GUEST,walkaboutsverse
Date: 07 Dec 06 - 08:55 AM

Warm folks round John o' Groats, I'd guess.
THE END

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: GUEST,walkaboutsverse
Date: 09 Dec 06 - 06:00 AM

E.g. 3 - from the very end of walkaboutsverse.741.com -
230   AS GOSPELLERS HAVE SAID/CHRISTMAS SUNG SIMPLY

As gospellers have said,
Beneath signalling skies,
On land dusty to tread,
A trough in a stable
Was the strawy first-bed
Of a divine baby -
The forgiving Godhead.

A season for new hope -
There then and here now;
The yuletide of goodwill -
There then and here now...

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: GUEST,walksaboutverse
Date: 09 Dec 06 - 09:14 AM

Chain me to the wall I wanna be a slave
To you all

Oh bondage up yours
Oh bondage no more
Oh bondage up yours
Oh bondage no more...

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: Cruiser
Date: 09 Dec 06 - 05:04 PM

I thought you said THE END!

I ain't no poet but..

I suggest you get your purse
And walk out, not about, the Mudcat door Walkaboutverse





No hard feelings, this thread just should not have poisoned the fine music section. It was BS material, at best.

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: GUEST,walkaboutsvers
Date: 12 Dec 06 - 10:54 AM

(Charming...and, to think, it's almost Christmas!)
(2nd verse)
In respect of this chance,
Beneath bright or dark skies...

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: Manitas_at_home
Date: 12 Dec 06 - 03:24 PM

We had a quick dance
Then ate some mince pies

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: GUEST,walkaboutsverse
Date: 14 Dec 06 - 10:26 AM

(I'm no dancer, frankly, Manitas - at home or anywhere - although I do like listening to and watching Clog, Morris, etc., and can play English Country Gardens, e.g. And, as for mince pies, I would'nt say no.)
Faith's the star that we glance...

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: GUEST,guest
Date: 14 Dec 06 - 10:34 AM

Or singer either

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: GUEST,walksaboutverse
Date: 14 Dec 06 - 12:06 PM

I came here tonight to hear the crowd say
"Boom, shake shake shake the room"...

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: GUEST,walkaboutsverse
Date: 15 Dec 06 - 05:25 AM

(And for the next line you may warble, sing or "boom"..)
Attending Christ's churches...

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: Cruiser
Date: 15 Dec 06 - 10:05 AM

Walkaboutverse
GUEST curse

Are you Shambles
ahiddin' in the GUEST brambles?

'cause you both post to your own posts...to your own posts.....
And if I were the Mudcat owner and host
Or a moderator, he that edits what we all post
You both would be toast!

Not a poet
and know it

How about you?

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: GUEST,walkaboutsverse
Date: 19 Dec 06 - 08:36 AM

(Cruiser: some have said my versification is okay but not my conclusions, others have criticised my versification...if someone who got distinctions for humanities-essays at uni. has put even more into his verses, they must be okay, I would have to say.)
And trying to enhance,
With singing and ritual...

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: GUEST,walksaboutverse
Date: 19 Dec 06 - 12:01 PM

And newsreaders like Sue Lawley
And Nicholas Witchell...

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: Cruiser
Date: 19 Dec 06 - 09:27 PM

Good Luck walkaboutverse.

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: GUEST,walkaboutsverse
Date: 22 Dec 06 - 05:54 AM

(Thanks, Merry Christmas and a Happy New Year.)
Our God-loving stance.

A season for new hope -
There then and here now;
The Yuletide of goodwill -
There then and here now.
THE END

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: Amos
Date: 22 Dec 06 - 09:56 AM

Though following this thread
Has not always been fun
And it's easy to mock
All the writing he's done,
Whether Madman or Joker
Whether winter or fall,
Even rhymes mediocre
Beat no verse at all.

A

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: GUEST,walkaboutsverse
Date: 02 Jan 07 - 10:58 AM

(Some more verse for all, Amos...)
E.g.4, the lay/poem-come-song, NO. 101, JUST SUBSIST:
At times when I've had time to take,
I've thought of a plot by a lake...

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: GUEST,walksaboutverse
Date: 02 Jan 07 - 03:15 PM

But theres nothing worse; than this terrible verse
So why don't I give you a break.
THE END.

Limericks are my particular forte.

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: GUEST,guest
Date: 02 Jan 07 - 04:08 PM

Thank heavens for that, now the forum can be used for that which it was started.

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: GUEST,walkaboutsverse
Date: 04 Jan 07 - 09:13 AM

(Neither rhyme nor reason just above, I feel.)
The plot would be of fertile ground;
The lake would have some trout around...

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: Amos
Date: 04 Jan 07 - 11:20 AM

The Guest, unkind,
With comments terse,
Should keep in mind
It could be verse!

If words were stone,
A cop, a nurse!
For batter or
(Perhaps) for verse.

A

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: GUEST,walkaboutsverse
Date: 06 Jan 07 - 06:04 AM

(Amen, Amos!)
The plot's house would be made of brick -
Well insulated, in good nick...

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: GUEST,walkaboutsverse
Date: 06 Jan 07 - 07:18 AM

(To get around that unholy mess...)
And round this abode ther'd be built -
Solar panels, kept at best tilt...

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: GUEST,walkaboutsverse
Date: 09 Jan 07 - 09:25 AM

Inside large coops would run the legs
Of chooks and quails - for fresh eggs...

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: GUEST,walkaboutsverse
Date: 10 Jan 07 - 05:34 PM

Sick am I of rhyme
I will no longer waste your time
Goodbye

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: GUEST,walkaboutsverse
Date: 11 Jan 07 - 09:05 AM

(Bye the way, it was mentioned above that my site is still not compatible with all computers - I think that has been fixed be left-aligning the "book"/table, which was previously centre-aligned and out-of-whak on some screens.)
A vine for grapes plus summer shade,
And, in thin beds, vegetables laid...

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: GUEST,Walkaboutsverse
Date: 11 Jan 07 - 05:04 PM

Goodnight, farewell and adieu. Thank you all for keeping this thread going. Now it is time to call it a day

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: GUEST,walkaboutsverse
Date: 12 Jan 07 - 06:13 AM

(Not those kind of "beds", guest)
Up at dawn to use all sunlight -
Fish and farm by day, read at night...

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: Walksaboutverse
Date: 12 Jan 07 - 07:00 AM

Mein Kampf, thats my favourite book
If you ask nicely I'll give you a look...

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: GUEST,walkaboutsverse
Date: 16 Jan 07 - 10:43 AM

(I hate imperialism - whether it's Nazi, Victorian, or any other.)
A spouse with me I'd not resist -
In retirement, we'd just subsit.
THE END

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: Ruth Archer
Date: 16 Jan 07 - 10:46 AM

A question was raised recently about self-promotion. Surely this thread is the worst example of arrogant, self-indulgent, completely up-its-own-arse spamming on this board.

Just thought I'd say.

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: GUEST,Walkaboutsverse
Date: 16 Jan 07 - 04:26 PM

I must agree with the last person to post, so I am calling an end to this thread

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: GUEST,walkaboutsverse
Date: 18 Jan 07 - 10:03 AM

Another ditty from my FREE site, which may be of particular interest to golfing-folk:

144 "LINGOLF"

Your honour, Your Honour.
Watch out - he's a burglar.
I'm to school on your put.
That's one heck of a cut...

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: Walksaboutverse
Date: 18 Jan 07 - 10:33 AM

There'll be no more shootin'
Else I'll put the boot in
Rolling around the carpark
Make me some maccaronni!..

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: Amos
Date: 18 Jan 07 - 11:53 AM

A single shyster?
Or a twosome?
Whichever, 'tis
His stuff is gruesome.
His perseverance,
Grim, unbending;
I wish he'd KEEP
His promised ending!

A

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: GUEST,walkaboutsverse
Date: 19 Jan 07 - 06:36 AM

(Continuing, down the fairway, from "That's one heck of a cut!")
It's my bread and butter -
A left-to-right cutter...

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: GUEST,Walkaboutsverse
Date: 19 Jan 07 - 07:07 AM

Of course if you all stopped responding to my thread I would get bored and probably stop

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: GUEST,walkaboutsverse
Date: 23 Jan 07 - 08:46 AM

(Someone's trying to play in my shoes!)

That's where elephants die.
That's a grave - not a lie...

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: GUEST,walkaboutsverse
Date: 25 Jan 07 - 06:02 AM

I'm in the old plumb-duff;
Tough - I'm on the cut stuff...

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: GUEST,walkaboutsverse
Date: 26 Jan 07 - 05:56 AM

(Perhaps due to leadfingers...)
The hooks with my driver,
And fades with my putter...

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: GUEST,William Wordsworth
Date: 26 Jan 07 - 06:06 AM

The chaps on the links
All think I'm a nutter.

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: GUEST,walkaboutsverse
Date: 26 Jan 07 - 06:42 AM

(Back from the dead?!)
There's a goalie in there.
Trees are some nine-tenths air...

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: GUEST,walkaboutsverse
Date: 30 Jan 07 - 08:53 AM

I have a soldiers plight -
Always left, right, left, right...

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: GUEST,walkaboutsverse
Date: 01 Feb 07 - 08:30 AM

Everything was fine -
Apart from weight and line...

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: Walksaboutverse
Date: 01 Feb 07 - 11:11 AM

And the fog on the tyne
Which I'm claiming as mine..

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: GUEST,walkaboutsverse
Date: 06 Feb 07 - 05:26 AM

(That wasn't me! - I haven't played golf since leaving Manchester for Newcastle in 2001.)
It took a member's bounce.
A rare bird to announce...

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: manitas_at_work
Date: 06 Feb 07 - 06:25 AM

That's strange - it was posted by member Walkaboutsverse!

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: Walksaboutverse
Date: 06 Feb 07 - 03:26 PM

I think my user name says it all.

I am the only REAL walksaboutverse.

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: GUEST,Sparticus
Date: 07 Feb 07 - 01:45 PM

I'm Sparti..... Sorry!

I'm Walksaboutverse!

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: GUEST,walkaboutsverse
Date: 08 Feb 07 - 09:28 AM

(From the gallery: "There's only one walka-bouts-verse; there's only one walka-bouts-verse..")
An unlucky horseshoe.
Had a look - liked the view...

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: GUEST,Small w versus Large W
Date: 08 Feb 07 - 02:50 PM

walkaboutverse "verses" Walkaboutverse
I'm confused with handles so diverse

Is it one or is it two
Whom claim to pen this poo

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: GUEST,Sparticus
Date: 08 Feb 07 - 04:45 PM

Small "verses" Large, Large "verses" small
Size is the key but that isn't all.

Look for "s", small "w",
One alone pens this poo.

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: GUEST,WALKABOUTSVERSE
Date: 10 Feb 07 - 05:53 AM

(NOT Winnie the...)
Poetry in motion.
Read with blind devotion...

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: GUEST,Walkaboutsverse
Date: 13 Feb 07 - 07:55 AM

He's just hit a cracker.
I'm only a hacker.

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: GUEST,walkaboutsverse
Date: 15 Feb 07 - 09:20 AM

I wish I'd missed the well.
A fried-egg where it fell...

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: GUEST,walkaboutsverse
Date: 16 Feb 07 - 05:44 AM

A crop of a divot.
It was speed that killed it...

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: GUEST,Walkaboutsverse
Date: 16 Feb 07 - 05:48 AM

A crop of a divot.
It was speed that killed it...

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: GUEST,walkaboutsverse
Date: 17 Feb 07 - 05:44 AM

Your wedges land so neat -
Butterflies with sore feat...

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: Amos
Date: 17 Feb 07 - 09:12 AM

The tone and caliber of all your verse is just pathetic;
Catharsis other than through art -- a strong emetic
Will serve to cleanse your gut and clear your pores.
I also recommend more time outdoors.
If you, by this prescription, are unswayed,
Then I suggest you go out and get laid.

Winston Carbuthunkle
Lines to Bad Poets
Rankle and Enflammé, Eds.
Glasgow, 1937

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: GUEST,Walkaboutsverse
Date: 19 Feb 07 - 08:12 AM

(I've been pulished elsewhere, Amos - e.g. The North East Poetry Journal - and have placed in festival-comps.)
Like pitchin' in Puddin'.
Never up, never in...

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: GUEST,Walkaboutsverse
Date: 20 Feb 07 - 05:23 AM

Drive for show, put for dough.
Can't beat bad luck, you know...

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: GUEST,Guest
Date: 20 Feb 07 - 05:47 PM

Placing in festival competitions when you are the only entry or one of three hardly counts. Especially when the other competitor gets disqualified for entering the wrong comp, as happened in one case.

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: Amos
Date: 20 Feb 07 - 06:37 PM

Oh, hmmmmm? I can only assume you travel in small -- and probably diminishing -- circles.


A

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: GUEST,Walkaboutsverse
Date: 21 Feb 07 - 04:30 AM

(There's usually about 5 to 10 competitors and 20 to 30 watching; and judges don't have to give any awards out - it's like The Chelsea Flower Show in that way. Plus, I can't remember anyone entering the wrong comp., Guest. Finally, you could at least avoid knocking your own culture to get at me!)
He's just missed a gimme.
That, then, would be dormy...

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: GUEST,Guest
Date: 21 Feb 07 - 12:10 PM

Croxdale 2005

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: GUEST,Walkaboutsverse
Date: 22 Feb 07 - 06:09 AM

It went in the side door.
A Bradman of a score...

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: GUEST,Walkaboutsverse
Date: 22 Feb 07 - 06:39 AM

(When a golfer's put catches the edge of the hole and drops in, folks tend to say "It went in the side door"; and when someone has not had their best round, folks tend to say "A - Donald - Bradman of a score", i.e. a big number on the score-card.)
Just spoiled a good walk.
Can't play, but can he talk!...

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: GUEST,Walkaboutsverse
Date: 22 Feb 07 - 08:33 AM

(I swear their was a post between my last two suggesting I go take an online typing course and giving a link to it, hence the explanation..?)
'Twas daylight robbery.
Not "how" but "how many"...

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: GUEST,Walkaboutsverse
Date: 23 Feb 07 - 04:58 AM

The nineteenth's not too far -
Have a jar at the bar?
THE END

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: GUEST,walkaboutsverse
Date: 24 Feb 07 - 06:14 AM

Another example from my life's work - another lay/poem-come-folk-song:
162   TEES TO TYNE: FIRST IMPRESSIONS - SUMMER 2001

Where traditions are not so rare;
    Sea, country and works in the air;
A multitude of monuments,
    Planted tubs and patterned pavements.

The longish pedestrian malls;
    The remnants of defensive walls...

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: GUEST,GUEST,walkaboutsverse
Date: 24 Feb 07 - 12:07 PM

Wheat, rape and pillage in the fields;
    Estuaries guarded by shiny shields;
Long sandy beaches with dead whale scenes;
    Romantic Marmite goes between.

Ice-creams in parts licked by trees,
    Or fringed by boat clubs, gantries or a wharf
And crossed by practical delights -
    I'd reach and type more if I wasn't a dwarf

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: GUEST,guest
Date: 24 Feb 07 - 12:11 PM

It really makes me wonder how your brain is wired

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: GUEST,Walkaboutsverse
Date: 26 Feb 07 - 04:09 AM

(Please note: the above two posts are mis-wired - although one has clearly visited my website; also "Broken-roofed buildings" refers to a native-style of architecture.) This is where we are up to -

Broken-roofed buildings are a gauge
Of the respect for heritage...

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: GUEST,Walkaboutsverse
Date: 27 Feb 07 - 10:38 AM

Wheat, rape and pines in the fields;
Estuaries guarded by shields...

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: Jim Lad
Date: 27 Feb 07 - 04:43 PM

I'll go wash my hands now.

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: GUEST,Walkaboutsverse
Date: 01 Mar 07 - 04:52 AM

(Or go for a surf, Jim...)

Long sandy beaches and wide scenes;
Romantic-ruin go-betweens...

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: GUEST,Walkaboutsverse
Date: 02 Mar 07 - 05:54 AM

Rivers in parts licked by trees,
Or fringed by boat clubs, wharfs, gantries...

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: GUEST,Walkaboutsverse
Date: 03 Mar 07 - 06:25 AM

And crossed by practical delights -
Varied spans, forming pleasing sights...

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: Amos
Date: 03 Mar 07 - 10:40 AM

His critics think he does this just to spite 'em --
Weak couplets and bad rhymes, ad infinitum.
God grant the feller takes a pausium
Rather than continue on ad nauseam.

A

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: GUEST
Date: 04 Mar 07 - 08:22 AM

Amos, The guy is not a full shilling and by responding it gives hime encouragement to carry on.

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: GUEST,Walkaboutsverse
Date: 05 Mar 07 - 05:01 AM

(Speaking of God, Amos...)
Fine churches headed at Durham;
Football kits ad infinitum...

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: GUEST,Walkaboutsverse
Date: 06 Mar 07 - 04:03 AM

Kept castles - one for study;
Masonry behind masonry...

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: GUEST,Walkaboutsverse
Date: 07 Mar 07 - 06:05 AM

And, with moulding-works out that way,
It's somewhere for a longer stay...?
THE END (P.S: sixth year in Newcastle, as I post.)

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: GUEST,guest
Date: 07 Mar 07 - 04:30 PM

six years 2 long

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: GUEST
Date: 07 Mar 07 - 04:33 PM

Wow, this is one of my favourites of yours, Walkaboutsverse! So true. I sympathise *completely*. *Completely*, I say:

From One Lover to Free Lover to Fee Lover,

    For children's sakes, let's fashion back to One Lover:

In public-life there are - guess what - women and men;

    Thus, upbringing's best by a woman and a man -

Not by one or two men, or one or two women,

    And not in a tug-of-war of women and men.

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: GUEST,Walkaboutsverse
Date: 08 Mar 07 - 06:11 AM

(Sadly, one in three of our children now grow-up in broken families, Guest)
The latter is a poem, of course, and on this forum I'd like to go back to my CHANTS FROM WALKABOUTS:

136   LANCASHIRE SUNG SIMPLY

Lancashire:
Cut by rivers, met by sea;
Patched by farmland,
Mills and other industry...

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: GUEST,Walkaboutsverse
Date: 09 Mar 07 - 04:33 AM

Lancashire:
With your Pennine boundary...

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: GUEST,Walkaboutsverse
Date: 10 Mar 07 - 06:48 AM

Steeped in history,
Through your buildings there to see...

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: GUEST,Walkaboutsverse
Date: 12 Mar 07 - 05:27 AM

Lancashire:
Where, through Graces, moorlands be...

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: manitas_at_work
Date: 12 Mar 07 - 08:04 AM

Shouldn't that be:

Lancashire:
Where, through Gracie Fields be...

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: Amos
Date: 12 Mar 07 - 08:31 AM

And where no-one
Has to pee...
Where beer and nuts
Are given free.
Oh, in Lancashire to be!
That's the place for bloody me...


A

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: GUEST,Walkaboutsverse
Date: 12 Mar 07 - 08:38 AM

(No - that's just Manitas at work, and Amos with his "vamos" again.)
Wooded parklands,
Flowered gardens - kept neatly...

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: GUEST
Date: 12 Mar 07 - 01:52 PM

One day you may vamos, with any luck

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: Amos
Date: 12 Mar 07 - 01:54 PM

Vamonos, compadre, ye and I
When the evening is spread out against the sky
Like a pre-operative tomcat stapled to a table.
Oh, do not ask, "What is it?".
Let us go and make our visit.


A

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: GUEST,Walkaboutsverse
Date: 13 Mar 07 - 10:17 AM

(And "let us go" (Amos), for now, from this Chant, but soon "vamos" to another...)
Lancashire:
Red Rose County, God's blessed thee.
THE END

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: Ruth Archer
Date: 13 Mar 07 - 11:40 AM

In the room the women come and go
Talking of Jose Murinho

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: Amos
Date: 13 Mar 07 - 11:45 AM

LOL, Ruth. T.S. goes global!


A

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: GUEST,Walkaboutsverse
Date: 14 Mar 07 - 04:35 AM

Dear Ruth: I don't follow our club football these days, as I like it the way it was - mostly locals in meaningful competition; however, I think you are referring to the manager of a club that has taken to the field without an Englishman - let alone a Cockney. Here, as a brief interlude from Chants, is my brief poetic response to the present farce:

Poem 98 REREGULATE

One Premier world-eleven v.
    Another such company,
Or wage-caps and say half each-club's squad
    From the local-junior pod?

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: GUEST,Walkaboutsverse
Date: 15 Mar 07 - 04:23 AM

Another Chant from walkaboutsverse.741.com

42: IMPRESSIONS OF LONDON

Cabs all uniform in their shape.
    Good galleries make one gape.
Hard-going people on the move -
    Things matter much in this groove...

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: GUEST,Walkaboutsverse
Date: 16 Mar 07 - 04:20 AM

I took a train out of London,
    Found a highway and thumbed a ride;
I headed down toward Brighton,
    Then hitch-hiked roads the coast beside...

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: GUEST,Walkaboutsverse
Date: 16 Mar 07 - 04:58 AM

(Copy/pasted the wrong one, sorry)

About the weather lots of moans.
    Solicits stuck on pay-phones.
Summer weather - not bad, I've felt.
    Lads giving a ball a belt...

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: GUEST,Walkaboutsverse
Date: 19 Mar 07 - 04:32 AM

Real estate is worth so much -
    Tenants' rent sky-high, as such;
Nice stocky buildings all around -
    Will some have to hit the ground?..

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: GUEST,Walkaboutsverse
Date: 21 Mar 07 - 04:05 AM

Cheek to jowl: council flats needed -
    Stock by demand exceeded;
Building higher seems only way -
    Unless less arrive to stay...

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: GUEST,Walkaboutsverse
Date: 22 Mar 07 - 05:28 AM

Beaut. looking girls from many lands -
    Grace gone for capital plans;
Polite folks from many cultures
    Do become money vultures...

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: Amos
Date: 22 Mar 07 - 10:49 AM

Alas -- the signs are not auspicious.
Shallow, hackneyed, meretricious,
Butchered rhythms, forms and cases
Feeble hearts with ugly faces
Cheap affairs in tawdry places!
Made in couplets, rhymed for fashion,
Without hint of grace or passion.
Fitful notions, wizened shoots,
Tinny horns with brassy toots,
Heros, dressed in monkey suits.
Protests made by fools as I,
Under God's condemning sky,
Shame the heart left out to dry,
Without caring, without sigh.
I would you sang in poems delicious,
But the signs are not auspicious.

Llewellyn Murfree Gizmoid
Rhymes From the Bog In Back
Manchester, 1999

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: GUEST,Walkaboutsverse
Date: 22 Mar 07 - 11:31 AM

(Alf Ramsey encouraged calm and discipline NOT "passion", Amos.)

Veiled women in platform shoes.
    High-street beggars in the blues.
Privacy here costs so much -
    Partnerships suffer, as such...

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: Amos
Date: 22 Mar 07 - 12:39 PM

Lame in verse and crippled timing,
Hard to read, and barely rhyming,
Glued to intellectual fashion,
Keep your calm, and give me passion.
You may choose a world of ice;
I think fire's much more nice.
Limping structures void of feeling
Leave the mind asleep and keeling.
Take, oh, take Alf Ramsey's part,
Brains and toenails, dry and stark,
Leave me just the beating heart.

Ralph Ralphing
Back Up to Daylight
Pewkin, Mahgotzut, ed.
Trembling-on-Brinke, 1936

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: GUEST,Walkaboutsverse
Date: 23 Mar 07 - 05:18 AM

(And pay a Swede a fortune to tell us how to play our favourite sport: in the 50s, English, on average, were probably the most competent decent people in the world - we are NOT now.)

See movies and shows from way back;
    Of good music there's no lack;
All-day breakfasts at the good pubs;
    An abundance of nightclubs...

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: GUEST,Walkaboutsverse
Date: 24 Mar 07 - 07:57 AM

Green groomed parklands: the best I've seen -
    Their gardens kept neat and clean;
Geraniums in flowerpots
    On facades make pleasing spots...

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: GUEST,Walkaboutsverse
Date: 26 Mar 07 - 06:41 AM

(One can now hear me warble at - myspace.com/walkaboutsverse)

Floating pubs on the River Thames,
    And its bridges - real gems;
Both ways, here, the water goes -
    Still in range of tidal-flows...

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: GUEST,Walkaboutsverse
Date: 27 Mar 07 - 09:00 AM

Children at park lakes feed the ducks,
    Or watch squirrels take some nuts.
Into ponds, weeping willows sag.
    Sharp attacks on those who lag.
THE END

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: GUEST,Walkaboutsverse
Date: 28 Mar 07 - 04:11 AM

(As another brief interlude, I think I'll post a reading of this poem for a second myspace.com/walkaboutsverse piece - and hopefully borrow a digital camera for an accompanying photo...)

173: VALLEY VIEWS - AUTUMN 2001

The winds can whistle and the walls can creak,
    But from my beloved old rocking-chair,
Through a rhombus-patterned lounge-room window,
    The Tyne-valley views induce one to stare:...

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: GUEST,sinky
Date: 28 Mar 07 - 10:56 AM

a rain proof tent is all i need
a fiver for my mouth to feed
a pretty girl who likes to please
with muddy arse and grass stained knees

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: GUEST,Walkaboutsverse
Date: 29 Mar 07 - 06:07 AM

(Sinking a bit, Sinky)
Over a canopy of estate trees -
    Tall birch, locust, rowan and sycamore -
To the housing, parks, stores and works below,
    Which fringe the river of the valley floor...

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: GUEST,SINKY
Date: 29 Mar 07 - 12:36 PM

I spied a maiden through the trees
i whispered softly on the breeze
fair maiden would you come with me
and pleasure me with muddy knees
my tent a haven to the rain
that pounds upon my buttocks bare
as i fall down upon the ground
and rip off muddy underware

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: GUEST
Date: 29 Mar 07 - 12:42 PM

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: Amos
Date: 29 Mar 07 - 03:10 PM

Dear God! The spouters of inanity have doubled!
Their souls, I'd think, must be most sorely troubled,
Lost and bedeviled, broken-spirited bipeds!
Else ne'er would this thread be so betripéd
Let both these raucous rhymers find his brother;
For Heaven knows, they well deserve each other.

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: GUEST,Walkaboutsverse
Date: 30 Mar 07 - 06:03 AM

(What the Dickens?!)
Then up the other side to more parkland,
    More clusters of trees and residencies,
Streets that yield at night sparkles of light,
    Plus the Angel of the North, topping these.
THE END

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: GUEST,Isn't it Byronic?
Date: 30 Mar 07 - 08:43 AM

Hey, I'm inspired by walkaboutsverse's wonderful poems. It has made me realise that anyone can right poetry - even me!! So, I thought I'd have a go. I'm going to use this thread to publish a 19,876,8076 line effort of mine entitled PLEASE GO AWAY THIS THREAD IS RIDICULOUS - SOME THOUGHTS. Its fairly freeform, and I'm going to add a few lines every few days for the infinite future. Maybe check out my free website or some such jazz.

1. PLEASE GO AWAY THIS THREAD IS RIDICULOUS - SOME THOUGHTS

Like a pool of vomit
Only made out of words
And yet I impose it on others
Because I am antisocial cretin...

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: GUEST
Date: 30 Mar 07 - 09:02 AM

Sorry Byronic, but you are simply playing into W's hands by involving yourself

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: GUEST,Walkaboutsverse
Date: 31 Mar 07 - 06:46 AM

Along with SOME verse, I've also a mild interest in gardening, hence - again from walkaboutsverse.741.com -

141: IN A SMALL POT

I like Acers
    But rent a flat,
So mimic one
    In a small pot:...

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: GUEST,Walkaboutsverse
Date: 02 Apr 07 - 05:43 AM

As for starters,
    I made a plat
Of ivy run
    Out from one spot...

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: Amos
Date: 02 Apr 07 - 09:24 AM

Socks, and pebbles of obsidian
Thoughts and objects all quotidian;
Nothing true, or bright, or formal
Dull routine dressed up as normal.
Evil verses, such as these,
Kill the soul by cold degrees.

I-Phuket
Thai Book of the Walking Dead
Bangkok, 1287

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: GUEST,Walkaboutsverse
Date: 03 Apr 07 - 06:45 AM

(Hear me read A SOUTH SHIELDS WALKABOUT on myspace.com/walkaboutsverse if you like.)

To this basis
    (All round the mat,
In a trunk-bun)
    Dirt - soaked a lot.

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: GUEST,Walkaboutsverse
Date: 05 Apr 07 - 10:25 AM

(Can hear me play and sing THE WATER IS WIDE now, if you wish - myspace.com/walkaboutsverse)
Without traces -
    Not got down pat -
A moss-lawn spun
    And short-ferns shot...

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: GUEST,Walkaboutsverse
Date: 07 Apr 07 - 06:09 AM

(Recorded Good Friday, on my PC, you can hear "When I Survey the Wondrous Cross" now at myspace.com/walkaboutsverse)

And, like Acers,
    Branches have sat -
Wirework done -
    Toward the pot...

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: GUEST,Walkaboutsverse
Date: 12 Apr 07 - 05:28 AM

(Did you notice the rhyme repeats each stanza?)
Trimmed with scissors,
    This foliage-hat
Thrives in the sun
    Of my sill-plot.
THE END

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: GUEST,Walkaboutsverse
Date: 13 Apr 07 - 04:22 AM

(And here is A South Shields Walkabout, which you can hear, along with three other tracks at myspace.com/walkaboutsverse)

Out of the museaum-and-gallery -
Wiser on Cookson and the local way -
Down Ocean Road with, to the right of me,
Its eateries and, left, neat places to stay...

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: John MacKenzie
Date: 13 Apr 07 - 04:24 AM

I'm sorry to seem like a party pooper, but just when did Mudcat get into the vanity publishing business?
Methinks this belongs in BS too.

G.

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: GUEST,Walkaboutsverse
Date: 16 Apr 07 - 04:13 AM

Before, on either side, Marine Parks -
    The southern-one a most beautiful place,
Teeming with moorhen, swans, grebes and mallards
    In a large pond at a scenic-hill's base...

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: GUEST,Walkaboutsverse
Date: 18 Apr 07 - 04:11 AM

Then (holding chips from the parade's cafe
    And, thus, a flock of gulls squawking above)
Onto the South Pier I made my way:
    Seeing seaweed over rocks, like a glove...

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: GUEST,Walkaboutsverse
Date: 20 Apr 07 - 04:47 AM

And high-and-dry sands held from transgression
    By growth of grass and the weaving of wood;
Plus, in the dim light of a sleepy sun,
    Fishing boats returning to Tynemouth's hood...

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: GUEST,Walkaboutsvers
Date: 20 Apr 07 - 07:40 AM

THE END
Now: "State to State"

From Sydney Town,
    In uni. break,
I drove out west
    To earnings make
Onion picking
    On the fields
Of Echuca
    That year's yields...

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: Amos
Date: 20 Apr 07 - 10:13 AM

What once was only Bad
Has now grown Worser!
And none to save us from
This madcap verser.
I wish he were
A great deal terser.


A

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: GUEST,Raving Dave
Date: 20 Apr 07 - 03:45 PM

You have to feel sorry for this guy. He is so insecure and lonely that he has to communicate and socialise in this way. How sad he is to spend all his time encroaching upon the Mudcat forum to give vent to his pitiful ramblings. He is even 'singing' on Myspace. He even wants to make folk music his career

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: GUEST,Walkaboutsverse
Date: 21 Apr 07 - 06:13 AM

(Feedback varies)
After day's work,
From Y.H.A.,
A group of us
Would not delay
To walk on down
To the dirt rim
Of the Murray
For a cool swim...

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: GUEST,Walkaboutsverse
Date: 23 Apr 07 - 05:14 AM

On one such day,
    I do declare,
Some three of us
    Had a big dare
To swim across,
    From state to state,
The wide Murray -
    I took the bait...

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: GUEST
Date: 23 Apr 07 - 11:10 AM

When is Amos publishing his poetry? It's hilarious - esp the genre pastiches.

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: GUEST,Walkaboutsverse
Date: 25 Apr 07 - 04:17 AM

Yes, foolishly,
I took the bait -
A choice that I
Would come to hate,
For I almost
Did drown that date,
Making the swim
From state to state.
THE END

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: GUEST,Walkaboutsverse
Date: 25 Apr 07 - 09:47 AM

111   THE MERSEY AT DIDSBURY - SPRING 2000

Took bus one-four-three,                        
    From Piccadilly,
Along Oxford Road;
    Passed the old uni's,
Those shops with saris,
    And my first abode...

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: Amos
Date: 25 Apr 07 - 10:07 AM

How many times, old addled friend,
You've ended couplets with "The End".
A virtuous, kindly thing to do,
Would be to simply make it true.


A

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: Leadfingers
Date: 25 Apr 07 - 11:41 AM

300 !!

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: GUEST,Walkaboutsverse
Date: 25 Apr 07 - 01:12 PM

Did you see above, Amos - you've a huge fan.

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: GUEST,Walkaboutsverse
Date: 26 Apr 07 - 08:19 AM

At Didsbury Village,
    The Old Parsonage
Looked neat, and gave sound,
    As I walked the way,
At about midday,
    To a Mersey mound...

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: Amos
Date: 26 Apr 07 - 09:58 AM

Oh, huzzah, just what I wanted.

Walkaboutverse, I earnestly commend to you a month of doing nothing but reading Yeats, Shakespeare's sonnets, W.H. Auden, Gregory Corso, Elizabeth Barrett Browning, Walt Whitman, Robert Penn Warren, his daughter Rosanna Warren, and other celebrated and honored poets, so that you can learn to do this doggerel thing better than you do it. THere is so much room for improvement here, you cannot go wrong!


A

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: GUEST,Walkaboutsverse
Date: 26 Apr 07 - 10:51 AM

(Dear Amos - I've read widely from the anthology of English verse, thanks.)

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: GUEST
Date: 26 Apr 07 - 02:10 PM

Amos, this man is so blinkered and self opinionated that he is oblivious to any comment. By making comment everybody is fuelling his ego. This man cannot sing, play the recorder or write good poetry. He has to ignored and then he might go away.

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: GUEST,Walkaboutsverse
Date: 27 Apr 07 - 05:31 AM

("Blinkered" (Guest)? I've travelled on a shoestring through about 40 countries and studied humanities - listening to, and learning from, others before putting pen to paper; and you, folks, may judge my tenor-recorder/English-flute playing for yourselves at myspace.com/walkaboutsverse)

From atop this bank,
    No longer a blank
Was the strong river,
    Nor the wide fairways -
Where I'd filled two days,
    Twelve years earlier...

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: GUEST
Date: 30 Apr 07 - 04:24 AM

I then headed back
    On Stenner Woods' track -
Hearing more birdsong,
    And seeing mossed stumps
Plus well-layered clumps -
    To a human throng...

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: GUEST,Walkaboutsverse
Date: 01 May 07 - 09:42 AM

This throng was viewing -
    Justly pursuing -
The smart Rock Gardens,
    Sloped on Fletcher Moss,
Which I, too, did cross,
    Before homeward wends.
THE END

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: Amos
Date: 01 May 07 - 10:09 AM

Ah, good -- his "wend"
Has reached "the end"--
No minor trick.
Let's hope it sticks.


A

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: GUEST
Date: 01 May 07 - 04:11 PM

Chance would be a fine thing Amos

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: GUEST,Walkaboutsverse
Date: 02 May 07 - 12:02 PM

Here is one, folks, that - along with, e.g., A South Shields Walkabout (on Myspace.com/walkaboutsverse) I've used on the performance-poetry scene:

113   FOLLOWING THE SUN - SPRING 2000

Having moved, by buses, up the hill from Salford to Bury
    (To be within walk of new work, again)
These stimuli surround between my abode and the factory
    As I follow the sun - its wax its wane:..

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: Amos
Date: 02 May 07 - 12:18 PM

I'm sorry to say, although perfectly lawful,
The lines you post here are aesthetically awful.
Linguistically horrid, semantically null,
In scansion, pathetic; in poesy, dull.
As sorry a clutch of poor versification
As ever has plagued eith one of our nations.
Pray, why do you do it? Have you eaten lead paint?
That you pass off as poetry so much that just ain't?

Boris Silliye Whitmore O' Desain
Answers to Flibbertyjibbets
Paris, 1937

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: Grab
Date: 02 May 07 - 12:47 PM

Walkaboutverse, you've studied humanities -
Why then all this verse of vanities?
Pride in achievements is valid, true,
But what has that to do with you?
If it were good - but it is not,
And pride in a brimming chamber pot
Full of turds and piss is fine for babies
Who have no more ambition, maybe.
But as an adult, and civilised,
Who's viewed the world through his own eyes -
Read your verse as if you'd never seen it
And think: Does it praise the thing described, or demean it?

Graham.

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: Cruiser
Date: 02 May 07 - 05:38 PM

Well Walkaboutsverse, you are the clear winner
'Cause if you eat lead paint we must drink lead paint thinner
'Cause what else would cause us to respond with our own terrible prose
To your verse that even a skunk would have to turn up his nose

Yes, you are the final winner 'cause the thread stayed above the line
With Joe, the Clones, and elves ignoring your 'nonmusical' pantomime
So carry on with your manifestations of nonsensical drools
'Cause on Mudcat we will respond to you 'cause we are equally fools…

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: TheSnail
Date: 02 May 07 - 07:19 PM

Shouldn't this thread be transferred to here?

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: GUEST,Walkaboutsverse
Date: 03 May 07 - 04:43 AM

(No, frineds, I've neither eaten nor drunk lead paint - just tried to "paint" such pictures of our "green and pleasant land" (Blake).)

Walking toward work and the rising sun, a morning chorus
    Rides the crisp breezy air of hill-farmland,
While gravel, of road and path, beneath my plonked feet crunches,
    And P.V.C. flaps loose of its hay-stand...

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: GUEST,Walkaboutsverse
Date: 03 May 07 - 10:47 AM

Bumble bees, tree sparrows and robins bob along the hedgerows,
    Squirrels and hares hop ahead on my route;
And on a weather-wrapped reservoir - glassy, or dulled by blows -
    Glide mute- and whooper-swans, ducks, geese and coot...

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: GUEST,Walkaboutsverse
Date: 04 May 07 - 04:37 AM

Horses, goats, sheep and cattle laze and graze on fields of green -
    Fields they, in turn, feed, helping make hay;
And, above, swifts and herons sometimes grace the aerial scene -
    A scene framed by a moorland chain of grey...

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: GUEST,Walkaboutsverse
Date: 04 May 07 - 10:29 AM

Slugs - some rusty, others pitch-black - slither on a clayey path,
    That slopes sharply beside the reservoir;
And a whitegood on green-grass (a horse trough, once a human bath)
    Amuses me as I view from afar...

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: GUEST,Walkaboutsverse
Date: 05 May 07 - 05:06 AM

As does Peel Monument, atop a distant Holecombe mount -
    By which an uncle and I once took lunch;
Disturbed nettles - brushed in such distraction - make their bulwarks count,
    And a shed-side arbour demands a hunch...

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: GUEST
Date: 08 May 07 - 06:51 AM

One time, three sheep-dogs determined me lost, and rounded me up;
    Oftentimes, the Metro. tram rattles by;
And, sometimes, a horse will urge me make handy a grassy cup,
    Or nudge for a scratch down its back and thigh...

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: GUEST,Walkaboutsverse
Date: 08 May 07 - 01:20 PM

On cooler mornings, the dew on grasses soaks my joggers through,
    But beautifies clumps of whimsy grass-heads;
And, already proceeding on his routine of chores to do,
    A farmer strong-hoses out the cowsheds...

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: GUEST,Walkaboutsverse
Date: 09 May 07 - 08:05 AM

Caravan-people leave their grouping to walk the well-worn track,
    And milk- and mail-vans squeeze tightly by;
Antique farm-machines rust away in a grassed ramshackle-stack,
    And pigeons startle from their grassy lie...

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: GUEST,Walkaboutsverse
Date: 10 May 07 - 12:35 PM

In sun, fishing-people and bathers dot the reservoir's shore,
    And, in shade, ferns the sides of path and stream;
Near gates, manure fills the air and makes stepping a chore,
    But elsewhere the views are a poet's dream...

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: GUEST,Walkaboutsverse
Date: 11 May 07 - 06:47 AM

Magpies, near horses, bop around - perhaps for aroused worms;
    Laburnums sprung yellow, and hawthorns white,
Pleasingly, in nature, border the fields of farming-firms,
    And help enclose this Radcliffe rural site...

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: GUEST,Walkaboutsverse
Date: 15 May 07 - 05:13 AM

Plus, as I meander home from a day's factory toil,
    The sun, when it sets in a clear sky,
Forms a large amber ball, behind a converted cotton-mill -
    Signalling another day almost by.
THE END

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: GUEST,Walkaboutsverse
Date: 15 May 07 - 08:31 AM

(If Blair and Brown knew better, they would be members of the SNP.)
66   TO SCOTLAND, AGAIN

By coach from central Manchester -
    In-between stops at Bolton,
Carlisle and Hamilton -
    To Glasgow, these I did vista:..

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: GUEST,Walkaboutsverse
Date: 17 May 07 - 09:23 AM

Some sheep, blotched vividly with blue,
    Filing down a well-worn path,
Did form a long woolly lath,
    Aimed at a lusher greener hue...

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: Dave Hanson
Date: 17 May 07 - 09:49 AM

Even Lizzie Cornish wasn't a bigger binge poster than Walkaboutsverse.

eric

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: GUEST,Walkaboutsverse
Date: 18 May 07 - 06:01 AM

(My Friend Lizzie, Eric, has actually posted a comment on myspace.com/walkaboutsverse)

A farmer on a four-wheeler:
    His canine friend close beside.
A horse not on call to ride:
    On leave - a no-shoe non-heeler!...

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: GUEST,Walkaboutsverse
Date: 19 May 07 - 04:50 AM

Convex pastures with heath-moorland;
    And flatter grain-planes below -
Cropped, awaiting till-and-sow,
    Perhaps with grazing beforehand...

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: GUEST,Walkaboutsverse
Date: 20 May 07 - 02:38 PM

Passed Edwin Waugh territory,
    Cumbria's sharp forms and tones
Compelled sense off seat-cramped bones
    To their well-honed long-read story...

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: GUEST,Walkaboutsverse
Date: 21 May 07 - 11:42 AM

Further north, farms of slighter falls:
    One a black-sheep specialist,
With some Friesians on the list -
    All held between old dry-stone-walls...

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: GUEST,Walkaboutsverse
Date: 22 May 07 - 08:43 AM

The Lakes behind, a strong Scotch mist
    Changed the sun to a full-moon
And hid scenery, till soon -
    Light, and the wide scenes on Burns' list...

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: GUEST,Walkaboutsverse
Date: 23 May 07 - 06:41 AM

New farms harnessing the wind's blow,
    Old white-and-grey-cottage views;
Plus pines, espousing the hues -
    In distinct leaf-tones - of Glasgow.
THE END

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: GUEST,Walkaboutsverse
Date: 24 May 07 - 09:04 AM

14: NIGHT OR DAY?

In the far north of Sweden,
    "The Land of the Midnight Sun,"
A strange thing chanced upon me -
    And I'll tell you, just for fun...

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: GUEST,Walkaboutsverse
Date: 26 May 07 - 02:18 PM

(Oh...I thought Amos et al would have been off again.)

Got off a train late-morning
    (Had to catch same one next day)
And trudged far to the Youth Hostel -
    Paying for a one-night stay...

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: Amos
Date: 26 May 07 - 02:34 PM

WAV, sorry to disappoint, but I am not fond of talking to stones or kicking walls.

A

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: GUEST,Walkaboutsverse
Date: 29 May 07 - 05:54 AM

(Good thing for me, Amos, the soon-to-be-mentioned Swede wasn't like that.)
I spent the afternoon sightseeing,
    Then, after a latish dinner,
Returned to my own small bedroom -
    The comfy bed proving a winner...

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: GUEST,Walkaboutsverse
Date: 31 May 07 - 08:21 AM

For I soon dozed into dreamy sleep -
    Waking what was just two hours hence;
But my watch was an analogue,
    And night or day I couldn't sense!..

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: GUEST,Walkaboutsverse
Date: 01 Jun 07 - 05:28 AM

I quickly packed all my things
    (My train an hour or thirteen on)
And hurried out the bedroom -
    The bright sky a sneaky con...

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: GUEST,Walkaboutsverse
Date: 02 Jun 07 - 06:12 AM

I wandered down the track a bit -
    The Hostel office empty -
Before a smiling helpful local
    Did kindly enlighten me.
THE END

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: GUEST,Walkaboutsverse
Date: 04 Jun 07 - 05:36 AM

229   JOYS OF LIFE

Leightons, and other great art;
    Plumes of fireworks at night;
The vivid reds of sunrise -
    Repeated at day's last light...

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: GUEST,Walkaboutsverse
Date: 05 Jun 07 - 09:19 AM

The beats through us of a drum;
    Winter¡¦s sun felt through closed glass;
Handing in the last exam;
    Awakenings ¡V alarmless!..

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: GUEST,Walkaboutsverse
Date: 07 Jun 07 - 09:58 AM

The ball off thee whacks their net;
    When to palms leather has stuck;
Orange juice during half-time;
    A warm bath to wash the muck...

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: GUEST,Walkaboutsverse
Date: 09 Jun 07 - 06:44 AM

Viewing set-over cricket;
    A golf ball, for once, well struck;
Viewing velodrome cycling;
    From net-chord, levelling luck!..

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: GUEST,Walkaboutsverse
Date: 11 Jun 07 - 05:28 AM

Sticks, chants, didgeridoo,
    Haunting harps, and all bagpipes;
Clog, flamenco, tamure,
    Hula, and other dance types...

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: GUEST,Walkaboutsverse
Date: 12 Jun 07 - 08:33 AM

Out, by a cast, being told;
    In - taking tea and T.V.;
Highland views that command rest;
    The buildings of Italy...

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: GUEST,Walkaboutsverse
Date: 14 Jun 07 - 09:04 AM

Thrifty plant-propagation;
    By a wave one's body hit;
Upstream of camp - with paddle;
    By a fire - strongly lit...

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: Captain Ginger
Date: 14 Jun 07 - 09:28 AM

Blimey, first time I've ever opened this thread. It's a rare hoot, isn't it? It's like one of those programs that generate random prose, with just a hint of Yoda (the scansion up it fucks, I see) thrown in.
Anyway, must dash - got to take the doggerel for a walk...

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: GUEST,Walkaboutsverse
Date: 15 Jun 07 - 06:25 AM

(Upon your return, Captain, you may like to wind-down with myspace.com/walkaboutsverse)

Forest spent-leaves under foot;
    Tasting a host-nation's fare;
Alcedo atthis at work;
    Just bills being brought to bear...

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: GUEST,Walkaboutsverse
Date: 16 Jun 07 - 06:02 AM

Allegros when feeling low;
    An andante to wind down;
Spoken French and chorused song;
    The quiet when out of town...

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: GUEST,Walkaboutsverse
Date: 19 Jun 07 - 05:02 AM

A stroll through a kept garden,
    Before Sunday's roast dinner;
A pub game, drink and meal;
    One's team a comeback winner.
THE END

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: GUEST,Walkaboutsverse
Date: 21 Jun 07 - 04:50 AM

(Just place, also, at myspace.com/walkaboutsverse)
poem 156 OF 230: EASTBOURNE - SUMMER 2001

On the day before the solstice,
    I first sighted Eastbourne:
A beautiful elegant place -
    English culture untorn.

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: GUEST,Walkaboutsverse
Date: 22 Jun 07 - 04:42 AM

Two long days allowed two long lanes
    To be walked before dark -
One after travel on four trains,
    One post-Devonshire Park...

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: GUEST,Walkaboutsverse
Date: 26 Jun 07 - 02:00 PM

The first was between sea and heath,
    And gardens signed by post,
Then up the Downs to view, beneath,
    The brutal handsome coast...

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: GUEST,Walkaboutsverse
Date: 28 Jun 07 - 05:30 AM

The next, contrasting that before,
    Showed all kinds of vessels -
Parked up along the pebbly shore
    And in marina cells...

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: GUEST,walkaboutsverse
Date: 29 Jun 07 - 05:22 AM

(But, as for the women's tennis,
    It soon became a qualm,
As I was put-off by what is
    A great strain on their arm.)
THE END ("TENNIS TIPS TO TRY" at myspace.com/walkaboutsverse)

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: GUEST,Walkaboutsverse
Date: 30 Jun 07 - 05:22 AM

Poem 195 of 230: MUSING ON WIMBLEDON - SUMMER 2002

2001 got somewhat cheeky,
    So, on my T.V., I was pleased to see
Old-fashioned etiquette about the net...
    But oh! to get among the coaching set...

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: Dave Hanson
Date: 30 Jun 07 - 08:48 AM

EASTBOURNE for fucks sake, Gods waiting room.

eric

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: GUEST,Walkaboutsverse
Date: 02 Jul 07 - 05:10 AM

(Calm down, Eric...you give Vikings a bad name.)

Thus, here is a feature that I'd teach:
    Two hands – both sides – either off when can't reach.
And, as for thoughts on pay, I do not say
    "Amateur play" but "spread-out the outlay."
THE END

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: GUEST,Walkaboutsverse
Date: 05 Jul 07 - 08:55 AM

Poem/Chant 5 of 230: STATE TO STATE

From Sydney Town,
    In uni. break,
I drove out west
    To earnings make
Onion picking
    On the fields
Of Echuca
    That year's yields...

(I'm not a monarchist but I think Diana was a good person so, nearly 10 years since she passed away, I've just posted, the traditional English lament, "Sleep on Beloved", on Myspace.com/walkaboutsverse.)

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: GUEST,Walkaboutsverse
Date: 07 Jul 07 - 05:26 AM

After day's work,
From Y.H.A.,
A group of us
Would not delay
To walk on down
To the dirt rim
Of the Murray
For a cool swim...

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: GUEST,Walkaboutsverse
Date: 10 Jul 07 - 05:15 AM

On one such day,
    I do declare,
Some three of us
    Had a big dare
To swim across,
    From state to state,
The wide Murray -
    I took the bait...

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: GUEST,Walkaboutsverse
Date: 13 Jul 07 - 05:14 AM

Yes, foolishly,
I took the bait -
A choice that I
Would come to hate,
For I almost
Did drown that date,
Making the swim
From state to state.
THE END
(Just posted TEES TO TYNE: FIRST IMPRESSIONS, on myspace.com/walkaboutsverse)

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: GUEST,Walkaboutsverse
Date: 17 Jul 07 - 08:15 AM

Poem 22 of 230: HIGH HOUSEBOAT

When in India,
    I headed north
For the Himalaya...

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: GUEST,Walkaboutsverse
Date: 19 Jul 07 - 08:25 AM

Up, by train then bus,
    To Kashmir -
It was much cooler, thus...

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: GUEST,Walkaboutsverse
Date: 20 Jul 07 - 04:53 AM

Stayed there on Dahl Lake,
    By Srinagar -
For my tight-budget's sake...

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: GUEST,walkaboutsverse
Date: 23 Jul 07 - 05:31 AM

'Twas a houseboat room:
    Run down, low cost -
But there I felt no gloom...

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: GUEST,walkaboutsverse
Date: 24 Jul 07 - 09:52 AM

A solo mother -
    She had four kids -
Was the floor-manager...

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: GUEST,Ralph
Date: 24 Jul 07 - 11:30 AM

Is it just me. Or is this complete and utter twaddle?
I've read all the poems (?), and can make no sense of them.
Ah Well.

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: GUEST,Ralph
Date: 24 Jul 07 - 11:31 AM

A man with a face like a hammer,
Was hanging a portrait of his wife.

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: Amos
Date: 24 Jul 07 - 11:34 AM

Dear Ralph, it's not that it's just you;
These works have baffled all the best,
Who find their only solace in
De gustibus non disputandum est.

Regards,


A

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: Captain Ginger
Date: 24 Jul 07 - 11:39 AM

You've read all of them? Bloody hell man, you deserve a medal!
They really are the direst doggerel, aren't they? Still, at least the bloke confines them to this thread so they don't frighten the horses, and one can pop in from time to time to reassure oneself that there is always a resting place for truly awful poetry.

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: John MacKenzie
Date: 24 Jul 07 - 11:45 AM

Too much brown ale methinks.
G

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: GUEST,Walkaboutsverse
Date: 26 Jul 07 - 08:52 AM

(I agree, John/Giok, they ought to give (Lindisfarne) mead a go, instead. Now, back to that "High Houseboat" left by the Raj, upon their repatriation.)
At dawn, her daughter -
    The eldest one -
Brought me food and water...

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: Dave Hanson
Date: 26 Jul 07 - 09:22 AM

Oy, Walkaboutsverse, do us all a favour and stop wasting valuable space with this incessant crap.

eric

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: GUEST,Dave B
Date: 26 Jul 07 - 02:01 PM

Eric, you are wasting your time , this guy is oblivious to comments and believes, truly believes he can write poewtry and even sing it

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: TheSnail
Date: 26 Jul 07 - 07:57 PM

Leave him alone. He isn't doing any harm sitting there in the corner mumbling into his beer.

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: Dave Hanson
Date: 27 Jul 07 - 05:09 AM

It's boring, uninteresting drivel.

eric

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: GUEST,Walkaboutsverse
Date: 27 Jul 07 - 05:14 AM

(Beer occasionally, Snail, when thirsty, but, as I say, mostly mead, when in a public house; now, back to that "High Houseboat" - recall I'd just been brought some water...)

I washed with bucket,
    Ate scrambled eggs -
As good as one could get...

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: GUEST,Walkaboutsverse
Date: 28 Jul 07 - 07:56 AM

From Dahl Lake's shoreline
    To the houseboats,
Canoe trips run just fine...

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: GUEST,Walkaboutsverse
Date: 31 Jul 07 - 05:57 AM

Day-tripped to Gulmarg,
    And played a round -
As always, kept the card...

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: GUEST,Walkaboutsverse
Date: 02 Aug 07 - 06:05 AM

It is the highest
    Green-kept golf-course,
And sure is quite a test!...

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: GUEST,Walkaboutsverse
Date: 03 Aug 07 - 05:10 AM

Played another course,
    At Srinagar -
And it, too, I endorse...

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: GUEST,Walkaboutsverse
Date: 04 Aug 07 - 05:33 AM

For "with-dependants,"
    I should, though, add -
War, sadly, still rants.
THE END

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: GUEST,Walkaboutsverse
Date: 06 Aug 07 - 06:35 AM

Poem 74 of 230: ANTHROPOLOGICAL SOCIALISM

Anthropology -
Wonts, in close study -
Provides students with
A good insight on
Many ways to live...

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: GUEST,Walkaboutsverse
Date: 09 Aug 07 - 05:54 AM

And students well-read
    Are oftentimes led,
Economically,
    To Left of Centre -
That happened to me...

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: GUEST,Walkaboutsverse
Date: 10 Aug 07 - 09:49 AM

With "immigration,"
    However, I'm on
The side of all those
    Who, questioning "aims,"
Make misled-Left foes.
THE END

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: GUEST,Walkaboutsverse
Date: 13 Aug 07 - 05:21 AM

Poem 23 of 230: ABOVE EVEREST

When flying from Nepal to Thailand,
    I was given a "good-side" seat;
And, as I looked out the plane window,
    The view I saw was really neat...

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: GUEST,Walkaboutsverse
Date: 14 Aug 07 - 09:13 AM

For breaking through a thick sheet of cloud
    Were the high Himalayan peaks;
And, rising the highest of them all,
    Mount Everest - heaven bespeaks!
THE END

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: GUEST,Walkaboutsverse
Date: 17 Aug 07 - 04:44 AM

Poem 19 of 230: JET

With time-based rail passes,
    As many youth still do,
I caught the trains through Europe -
    A good time it was, too...

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: GUEST,Walkaboutsverse
Date: 20 Aug 07 - 10:08 AM

But, late one night in summer,
    I ran full-on in vain,
Through quiet streets in Paris,
    To catch the London train...

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: GUEST,Walkaboutsverse
Date: 23 Aug 07 - 04:56 AM

And, at that Paris station,
    They closed the doors throughout,
For cleaning through the morning,
    Insisting - stragglers out...

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: GUEST,Walkaboutsverse
Date: 24 Aug 07 - 05:23 AM

So it was that a few of us
    Spent the night on the street,
And, I do declare to you,
    It left young me dead beat...

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: GUEST,Walkaboutsverse
Date: 25 Aug 07 - 04:55 AM

Yet there are many stragglers,
    Within the human domain,
Spending all their nights as such -
    While others own a plane!
THE END

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: GUEST,Walkaboutsverse
Date: 28 Aug 07 - 08:50 AM

Poem 47 of 230: A LOSS FOR HUMANITY

Toward the end of summer,
    A car crash in France.
Then thousands of cut flowers -
    Some bearers in trance.

For Diana broke-even -
    Now resting in peace;
A loss for humanity -
    Her caring did cease.

For, while taking her perks -
    Perks there should not be -
She gave greatly of herself
    In kind charity:

Charity good states would free.

(Can I just say that, if you wish, you can hear, until September, the English lament "Sleep on Beloved" on myspace.com/walkaboutsverse)

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: GUEST,Walkaboutsverse
Date: 30 Aug 07 - 04:49 AM

Poem 43 of 230: A BAYSWATER BED-SIT

Arrived in London,
    At Heathrow Airport -
With sixty kilos
    Of luggage I'd brought...

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: GUEST,Walkaboutsverse
Date: 08 Sep 07 - 05:21 AM

Found a paper, Loot,
    And called an agent;
Stored two heavy bags,
    Then to him I went...

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: GUEST,finality
Date: 08 Sep 07 - 06:13 AM

Aw shucks, thought he had given up, it has been so long, never mind one day eh?

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: Dave Hanson
Date: 08 Sep 07 - 06:29 AM

How many Walkaboutsverses does it take to change a light bulb ?

just one, he holds the bulb and stands still and the world revolves round him.

eric

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: GUEST,Walkaboutsverse
Date: 13 Sep 07 - 09:29 AM

(As a brief interlude, folks, from that Bayswater Bed-sit...)
Poem 48 of 230: THE PROMS (1997)

We walked through Kensington Gardens,
Then made a left for Albert Hall.
Promenaders were in their tens,
While others had found their stall,
As we took our pre-booked seats.
The seats were of restricted view -
Three-quarters of the orchestra.
But the music sure bettered par:
The beautiful sounds of Mozart;
The daring drama of Ravel.
And we liked it - me and a belle.

THE END

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: GUEST,Walkaboutsverse
Date: 14 Sep 07 - 05:01 AM

...For one week of rent,
    He'd ensure a bed
Within Bayswater -
    A bed-sit, he said...

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: GUEST,Walkaboutsverse
Date: 20 Sep 07 - 08:57 AM

It was eighty pounds
    Per week, nothing more,
With a lift arranged
    To the building's door...

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: Sky Sailor
Date: 20 Sep 07 - 09:49 AM

But it was always out of order
What a bloody bore!

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: Amos
Date: 20 Sep 07 - 11:08 AM

I lost my poetry
In that lift.
I'd put it in
Hoping to shift
My stuff, both boring and inane
Up to some high poetic plane!
I pressed the button, then jumped out,
Not sure just what i was about.
The lift, with all my dreams in store,
Went up and jammed
Between two floors.

Drimohn Drimohn-Sugkah
Sad Lessons, Sad Life
Last Ditch Publishing
Pukesbury on Whimm, 2001

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: GUEST,Walkaboutsverse
Date: 22 Sep 07 - 06:26 AM

(No folks...there were, rather, many more travels and verses yet to come - until I ended the collection at the end of 2002 and, thereupon, began to air it on the folk and poetry scenes.)

Knackered and sleepless,
    I took the deal;
Checked-in quickly,
    Had a rushed meal...

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: Dave Hanson
Date: 22 Sep 07 - 08:30 AM

Try checking out reality for a change.

eric

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: Sky Sailor
Date: 22 Sep 07 - 09:12 AM

Black Puddin' an' onions
And a nice bit of veal.

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: GUEST,Walkaboutsverse
Date: 24 Sep 07 - 06:32 AM

(In reality (Eric), I'm mostly vegan (Sky))

Collected my bags -
    Tube there, shared-van back -
Then carried them up
    To my top-floor shack...

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: Sky Sailor
Date: 24 Sep 07 - 06:45 PM

I am almost Vegan also.
I only eat animals that eat grass!

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: GUEST,Walkaboutsverse
Date: 25 Sep 07 - 08:33 AM

(No Sky - at home I usually have vegetables only, but, out-and-about, may have whatever is going...a brief interlude then, by way of explanation -

Poem 206 of 230: MY DIET

Chasing breads, nuts, bananas,
    Red sauce, apples, sultanas,
Crackers, conserves, cucumbers,
    Pickles, porridge, pottages -

Lemon barley,
    Cocoa, coffee,
Or cups of tea.)

A penthouse - no need,
    It did me just fine;
A cook-top and fridge,         
    A table to dine...

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: GUEST,Walkaboutsverse
Date: 27 Sep 07 - 08:43 AM

Seated, I could watch
    The clouds roll by -
Often from the west -
    Or jets cut the sky...

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: Wolfgang
Date: 28 Sep 07 - 07:07 AM

Can someone else please tell me, this is a long term experiment in social psychology, isn't it?

Not you, Walkabout. You'd either understand me and would lie and say no or you wouldn't understand me and respond with a sincere no.

Wolfgang

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: GUEST,davetnova
Date: 28 Sep 07 - 08:05 AM

Obviously lengthy homage to the great Scots poet James McKintyre www.poemhunter.com/poem/windmills-and-stone-stables/ the style is unmistakeable.

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: GUEST
Date: 28 Sep 07 - 08:06 AM

oops blueclicky is not quite right.

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: GUEST,Walkaboutsverse
Date: 28 Sep 07 - 08:12 AM

(Thats odd "psychology" Wolfgang - I just found Mozart on Myspace.)
There were large plane-trees,
    A squirrel or two;
And pigeons dropped by -
    Foregrounding the view...

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: GUEST,Walkaboutsverse
Date: 29 Sep 07 - 05:27 AM

Plus, at dawn, the sun
    Shined in from the east -
Filling the small room
    As on egg I'd feast...

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: GUEST,Walkaboutsverse
Date: 01 Oct 07 - 05:09 AM

And contemplating,
    It occurs to me -
If all lived that well,
    How great it would be...

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: GUEST,Walkaboutsverse
Date: 02 Oct 07 - 09:05 AM

But a lot do sleep
    Outdoors many nights -
On sheets of cardboard,
    Without basic rights.
THE END

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: GUEST,Walkaboutsverse
Date: 04 Oct 07 - 08:22 AM

(Not so long ago, English club-football was mostly locals in meaningful competition - now it is a greedy meaningless foreign-farce, frankly.)

Poem 98 of 230, walkaboutsverse.741.com: REREGULATE

One Premier world-eleven v.
    Another such company,
Or wage-caps and say half each-club's squad
    From the local-junior pod?
And, perhaps, heed the cricket-fan's call
    To convert to county-football..?

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: GUEST,Walkaboutsverse
Date: 05 Oct 07 - 07:31 AM

Poem 115 of 230: SUNDAY CRICKET AND BERRIES - SUMMER 2000

From a bus - ninety-eight,
    Bury to Manchester -
I got off at the gate
    Of Hamilton Road Park,
Where in situ I ate
    Several blackberries
(The taste too good to wait)
    Before making my way
To a further park-gate,
    From where briefly I watched
How Stand's cricketers rate.

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: GUEST,Walkaboutsverse
Date: 06 Oct 07 - 06:44 AM

(Just produced and posted my first video-clip.)

Poem 229 of 230: JOYS OF LIFE

Leightons, and other great art;
    Plumes of fireworks at night;
The vivid reds of sunrise -
    Repeated at day's last light...

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: GUEST,Walkaboutsverse
Date: 08 Oct 07 - 04:58 AM

The beats through us of a drum;
    Winter¡¦s sun felt through closed glass;
Handing in the last exam;
    Awakenings ¡V alarmless!..

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: GUEST,walkaboutsverse
Date: 09 Oct 07 - 10:13 AM

(How did that happen!?)
The ball off thee whacks their net;
    When to palms leather has stuck;
Orange juice during half-time;
    A warm bath to wash the muck...

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: GUEST,Walkaboutsverse
Date: 12 Oct 07 - 08:13 AM

Viewing set-over cricket;
    A golf ball, for once, well struck;
Viewing velodrome cycling;
    From net-chord, levelling luck!..

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: GUEST,Walkaboutsverse
Date: 13 Oct 07 - 05:35 AM

Sticks, chants, didgeridoo,
    Haunting harps, and all bagpipes;
Clog, flamenco, tamure,
    Hula, and other dance types...

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: GUEST,Walkaboutsverse
Date: 15 Oct 07 - 05:23 AM

Out, by a cast, being told;
    In - taking tea and T.V.;
Highland views that command rest;
    The buildings of Italy...

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: GUEST,Walkaboutsverse
Date: 16 Oct 07 - 08:31 AM

Thrifty plant-propagation;
    By a wave one's body hit;
Upstream of camp - with paddle;
    By a fire - strongly lit...

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: GUEST,Walkaboutsverse
Date: 18 Oct 07 - 09:07 AM

Forest spent-leaves under foot;
    Tasting a host-nation's fare;
Alcedo atthis at work;
    Just bills being brought to bear...

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: GUEST,Walkaboutsverse
Date: 19 Oct 07 - 04:44 AM

Allegros when feeling low;
    An andante to wind down;
Spoken French and chorused song;
    The quiet when out of town...

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: GUEST,Walkaboutsverse
Date: 20 Oct 07 - 04:56 AM

A stroll through a kept garden,
    Before Sunday's roast dinner;
A pub game, drink and meal;
    One's team a comeback winner.
THE END

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: GUEST,Walkaboutsverse
Date: 23 Oct 07 - 08:58 AM

Poem 52 of 230: OUT OF PLACE

As I paid my bus fee
    To leave Nairobi,
A woman caught my eye:...

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: GUEST,Walkaboutsverse
Date: 25 Oct 07 - 08:22 AM

From what I could see -
Red garb, bead jewellery -
    She was a Masai...

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: GUEST,Walkaboutsverse
Date: 30 Oct 07 - 10:16 AM

From anthropology,
    I¡¦d heard how stubbornly
They try to defy...

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: GUEST,Walkaboutsverse
Date: 31 Oct 07 - 09:06 AM

Factors tending to be
Against them culturally -
    I like the Masai...

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: Sky Sailor
Date: 01 Nov 07 - 02:32 AM

You really should study the great William McGonagall. It may help you to improve.

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: GUEST,Walkaboutsverse
Date: 01 Nov 07 - 10:13 AM

(I have already, Sky - but long after completing my collection. I did, however, read widely from the anthology of English verse before hand. On myspace, you may be surprised to find some positive comments about my verses...)
Now, from my T.V.,
    News has reminded me
That space tourists buy,..

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: GUEST,Walkaboutsverse
Date: 03 Nov 07 - 06:45 AM

In order to see
Big-game roaming free,
Belonged to Masai...

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: GUEST,Walkaboutsverse
Date: 05 Nov 07 - 05:09 AM

They live nomadically:
    With cows, they go-look-see
To get enough supply...

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: GUEST,Walkaboutsverse
Date: 06 Nov 07 - 05:04 AM

Of grass, whose energy
Converted comes to be
The life-keep of Masai.
THE END

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: GUEST,Walkaboutsverse
Date: 08 Nov 07 - 04:53 AM

Poem 212 of 230: REMEMBER THEM?

Back when we became defenders
    (We have plainly been attackers)
Defenders¡¦ blood, sweat and years
    Were paid to keep a good home-way -
A way yet to be part stealth-blown
    As mass immigration gained-sway,
And as we slipped as maintainers.

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: GUEST,Walkaboutsverse
Date: 10 Nov 07 - 05:11 AM

Poem 213 of 230, walkaboutsverse.741.com: MORE AMOR PATRIAE

There is Tai Chi and there is tennis,
    Line is fine but so is Morris,
There is curry and there is the roast,
    And, when England is playing host,
It is the rest-of-the-world's good wish
    To sense culture that is English.

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: GUEST,Walkaboutsverse
Date: 13 Nov 07 - 05:08 AM

117 of 230, walkaboutsverse.741.com: WYTHENSHAWE PARK - SUMMER 2000

Wythenshawe Hall
    Is elegant -
Although, in all,
    Extravagant...

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: GUEST,Walkaboutsverse
Date: 15 Nov 07 - 04:44 PM

Cromwell above
    A pyramid -
Symbolic stuff
    On what he did...

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: GUEST,Walkaboutsverse
Date: 18 Nov 07 - 12:32 PM

The plant centre
    Has well-kept ground -
Seems gardener
    Likes fish around...

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: GUEST,Walkaboutsverse
Date: 19 Nov 07 - 08:27 AM

Sports and leisure
    Places abound -
A good measure
    Of games are found...

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: GUEST,Walkaboutsverse
Date: 20 Nov 07 - 06:24 AM

A farm venture
    Has food at hand,
And more nature
    Lies in woodland...

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: GUEST,Walkaboutsverse
Date: 21 Nov 07 - 04:32 AM

Poem 118 of 230, walkaboutsverse.741.com: WHALLEY ABBEY...WHAT TALES? - AUTUMN 2000

Cistercian monks have clearly been -
    Their Abbey's ruins can still be seen;
And, sounding for centuries before,
    Calder flows have passed - seeking the shore...

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: GUEST,Walkaboutsverse
Date: 22 Nov 07 - 04:21 AM

Lords of the grounds have, more lately, stayed -
    Their manor houses reused and unscathed.
Through beautiful gardens insects fly -
    The ruins of folk just a pass-by;...

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: GUEST,Walkaboutsverse
Date: 23 Nov 07 - 05:51 AM

And, by viaduct, trains pass above -
    Folk thereby viewing a town I love.
Anglers and C. of E. delegates,
    Hikers and tourists, have crossed the gates...

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: GUEST,Walkaboutsverse
Date: 24 Nov 07 - 05:41 AM

Opportunistic masons, kings-men,
    Model makers, Turner, and men who pen...
Perhaps the witches came down from the hill,
    And do ghosts haunt - still questing their fill..?
THE END
(Hello..no company here for a while..HELLO?!)

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: GUEST,Walkaboutsverse
Date: 25 Nov 07 - 04:37 AM

Poem/couplet 219 of 230: FURTHER ANTI-IMPERIALISM

Let each Christian nation have its own Church -
Equal, before God, with the others' Search.

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: GUEST,Walkaboutsverse
Date: 27 Nov 07 - 05:35 AM

(The quality was okay on the BBCs Cambridge Folk Festival "Highlights", but the small amount of English folk was sad - Cambridge IS within England, yes..?)

Poem 213 of 230: MORE AMOR PATRIAE

There is Tai Chi AND there is tennis,
    Line is fine BUT so is Morris,...

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: GUEST,Walkaboutsverse
Date: 28 Nov 07 - 08:23 AM

There is curry AND there is the roast,
    And, when England is playing host,..

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: GUEST,Walkaboutsverse
Date: 29 Nov 07 - 10:03 AM

It is the rest-of-the-world's good wish
    To sense culture that is English.
THE END

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: GUEST,Wlkaboutsverse
Date: 30 Nov 07 - 09:45 AM

Poem 199 of 230: BEDE'S WORLD - WINTER 2002/3

During Advent, I returned to Bede's World,
    Where I, already read, was further schooled -

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: GUEST,Walkerboutsverse
Date: 01 Dec 07 - 05:03 AM

The Tyne I crossed by the pedestrian tunnel,
Which has the longest wooden escalators in the world -

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: GUEST,Walkerboutsverse
Date: 01 Dec 07 - 05:07 AM

The Tyne Tunnel was opened by Edward Heath,
The Prime Minister with the big teeth

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: GUEST,Walkerbootsvorse
Date: 01 Dec 07 - 07:19 PM

Bede's World has a Saxon harbour;
Nearby the factory where they make the Waxed Cotton Barbour.

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: GUEST,Walkaboutsvers
Date: 03 Dec 07 - 04:28 AM

(As with The Venerable Bede, I'm sure - one learns something everyday!)

Via walks through the museum, the farm,
    The ruins, and the church with its old arm...

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: GUEST,Walkaboutsverse
Date: 04 Dec 07 - 05:40 AM

With gifts, I left, after some four hours,
    To round off, at home, my thoughts on ours.
THE END

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: GUEST,Walkaboutsverse
Date: 05 Dec 07 - 06:16 AM

Poem 224 of 230: THE NATIVITY

Vis-à-vis S.C.,
    I prefer to see...

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: GUEST,Walkaboutsverse
Date: 07 Dec 07 - 06:06 AM

Christian children's glee
    When they play-out the...

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: GUEST,Walkaboutsverse
Date: 09 Dec 07 - 04:54 AM

Coming of J.C. -
    The Nativity.
THE END

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: GUEST,Dave B
Date: 09 Dec 07 - 06:02 AM

Thank heavens only six more to go

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: GUEST,Walker-Boots-Vorse
Date: 10 Dec 07 - 04:53 AM

A NORTHUMBRIAN MIDDLE-SCHOOL EPIPHANY (To be Sung to a Gelinaeu Psalm-Tone)

When I was nine in 1970, I played Mechior in the school nativity;
and I banged a big frame-drum from Bethlehem, brought back from a Holy Land holiday by Miss Morrison,
who showed me some choice cyclic Arabic rhythms, that have been with me ever since.

Miss Morrison played upon a shawm, because she played the English Horn;
though that is only what the Yanks, in their funny way,
call the instrument we Brits know as the Cor Anglais.

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: GUEST,Walkaboutsverse
Date: 10 Dec 07 - 05:11 AM

(Funny that Walker-Boots-Vorse - I just asked the question, on the BBC's music page: what is England's national musical instrument?; I know, e.g., Wales has the Triple Harp, and Scotland the Highland Pipes..? P.S: on another forum someone was called Talkaboutworse!
And, to Dave B - 6 what..?)

Poem 225 of 230: AFTER PSALM 118:9 AND MATTHEW 4:8-10

The monarchies
    Now are blasphemies -
The only born-ruler
    Is a God-chosen Schooler.
THE END

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: GUEST,Walkaboutsverse
Date: 11 Dec 07 - 04:50 PM

Now playing on myspace -

230: AS GOSPELLERS HAVE SAID/CHRISTMAS SUNG SIMPLY

As gospellers have said,
Beneath signalling skies,
On land dusty to tread,..

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: GUEST,Walkaboutsverse
Date: 14 Dec 07 - 08:00 AM

A trough in a stable
Was the strawy first-bed...

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: GUEST,Walkaboutsverse
Date: 16 Dec 07 - 05:38 AM

Of a divine baby -
The forgiving Godhead...

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: GUEST,Walkaboutsverse
Date: 17 Dec 07 - 04:48 AM

(the chorus)
A season for new hope -
There then and here now;
The yuletide of goodwill -
There then and here now...

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: GUEST,Walkaboutsverse
Date: 18 Dec 07 - 04:45 AM

(second stanza)

In respect of this chance,
Beneath bright or dark skies,
Faith's the star that we glance...

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: GUEST,Walkaboutsverse
Date: 20 Dec 07 - 03:50 AM

Attending Christ's churches
And trying to enhance,...

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: GUEST,Walkaboutsverse
Date: 22 Dec 07 - 06:03 AM

With singing and ritual,
Our God-loving stance...

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: GUEST,Walkaboutsverse
Date: 25 Dec 07 - 06:29 AM

(And, once more, the chorus; and, once again, you may hear it on myspace for a few more days, it you wish. Merry Christmas.)

A season for new hope -
There then and here now;
The yuletide of goodwill -
There then and here now.
THE END

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: GUEST,Walkaboutsverse
Date: 29 Dec 07 - 04:02 AM

Poem 72 of 230: MILLENNIUM DREAMS

We can control our day's thought,
    But not our sleepy night's dream.
My dreams these nights are of this sort:
    Red earth; tanned grass; gums by a stream.

I'll do my bit from Manchester,
    But if again in Australia
I'm sure like this I'd fondly dream:
    Snow on swans; willows by a stream.

(P.S: I now live in Newcastle)

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: GUEST
Date: 29 Dec 07 - 05:08 AM

unfortunetely

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: GUEST,Walkaboutsverse
Date: 29 Dec 07 - 02:26 PM

No, it's terrific to be a repatriate in modern-England!
Happy new year, Guest and all.

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: GUEST,Walkaboutsverse
Date: 01 Jan 08 - 04:49 AM

(Flicking through the TV channels last night/new year's eve, I saw plenty of traditional Scottish culture but hardly any trad English cultrue; Tony Blair, born in Scotland said, "We don't want a return of English nationalism", and, accordingly it seems, we English are not allowed to have our own culture either.)

Poem 213 of 230: MORE AMOR PATRIAE

There is Tai Chi and there is tennis,
    Line is fine but so is Morris,
There is curry and there is the roast,
    And, when England is playing host,
It is the rest-of-the-world's good wish
    To sense culture that is English.

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: GUEST,walkaboutsverse
Date: 02 Jan 08 - 04:06 AM

Poem 228 oif 230: REPATRIATING

I only sunbathe in winter -
    Behind closed glass;
My heating is on just at night -
    Warm or sleepless;
But most of my other ways spell -
    Anglicises.

(P.S: more aclimitised, nowadays I rarely have the central-heating on - night or day.)

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: GUEST,Walkaboutsverse
Date: 03 Jan 08 - 04:49 PM

(Nationalism with conquest IS bad; but nationalism with eco-travel and fair-trade, via the UN, is good for humanity; thus, unlike Tony Blair, quoted above, I say we do want a return of English nationalism - with a return of some of the best things from our past, but WITHOUT imperialism, this time.)

Poem 84 of 230: NATIONALISM WITHOUT CONQUEST

Everything in moderation?
    Well...with "nationalism" it's true:
It can carry unique cultures on,
    But, overdosed, cause their conquest, too.

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: GUEST,Walkaboutsverse
Date: 07 Jan 08 - 05:55 AM

(The Old Bull is a now ex-landmark-pub of Didsbury, Manchester, England, where I was born, and from where my family emigrated to Aus.)

Poem 58 of 230, walkaboutsverse.741.com: THE OLD BULL

Walked along Fog Lane,
    Looked at the park,
Stopped in the Old Bull
    And had a hark,
While eating lunch,
    On how at dark,
Many years before,
    My father's lark,
There, was games of darts -
    I'd filled an arc.

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: GUEST,Walkaboutsverse
Date: 11 Jan 08 - 04:18 AM

Re: Football Management at Newcastle United and Beyond

Internationals should be INTERNATIONALS; and, if the manager is not important, why choose a foreign manager?

Also, not that long ago, club-football, in England, was mostly-locals in MEANINGFUL competition...it's the SYSTEM that should be changed - i.e., reregualted...

Poem 98 of 230, walkaboutsverse.741.com: REREGULATE

One Premier world-eleven v.
Another such company,
Or wage-caps and say half each-club's squad
From the local-junior pod?
And, perhaps, heed the cricket-fan's call
To convert to county-football..?

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: GUEST,Walkaboutsverse
Date: 12 Jan 08 - 05:05 AM

Poem 190 of 230, walkaboutsverse.741.com: BIRDWATCHERS' BUDE - WINTER 2001/2

Behind the Tourist Centre,
    Between canal and river,
On the marshy drained flood-plane -
    Not now visited by train -
In among willow and reed,
    Eking out some winter feed:
Treecreepers, bobbing robins,
    Chirpy blue-tits, grey-herons,
The screams of water-rail,
    And snipe sharp on their trail.
Plus, out along limestone down,
    Soaring seabirds can be found.

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: GUEST,Walkaboutsverse
Date: 15 Jan 08 - 10:55 AM

Poem 157 of 230, walkaboutsverse.741.com: THE MANY ELEMENTS OF BUXTON - SUMMER 2001

Mineral water,
Foliage-dressed wells,
Green-grass on the Slopes,
Limestone dales,
Clay-tiled arcades,
Plain-glass awnings,
Shaped-iron columns,
Stained-glass ceilings,
Earthen garden-urns,
Wooden inlays,
Soil in a cross,
Pebble pathways,
And, had between walks,
Combating the
Weather element,
Plenty of tea.

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: GUEST,Walkaboutsverse
Date: 19 Jan 08 - 06:09 AM

Poem 159 of 230, http://www.walkaboutsverse.741.com WINDERMERE - SUMMER 2001

Some thirteen years from my first visit (Then, dropped from hitching, just near; This time, by train and a downhill walk) I arrived at Windermere: On the ferry Miss Cumbria Three, A chill-out trip to Ambleside - Viewing the trees, the farms, the fells, And the more sporty ways to ride. Once there, an uphill walk through the shops Led to a leaf, rock and root track, With a stalactite-like mossy falls, And a bridge - starting the way back. Track-side, gripping the ghyll, ancient woods Shaded what was a sunny day, And the falling stream gave sound strongly - Calming the soul a further way. Then home - again charmed by the thin-stone Minimum-mortar kept buildings, The surrounds of England's largest lake, And movie train-window viewings.

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: GUEST,Walkaboutsverswe
Date: 19 Jan 08 - 06:11 AM

(Woops - sorry)

Some thirteen years from my first visit
    (Then, dropped from hitching, just near;
This time, by train and a downhill walk)
    I arrived at Windermere:

On the ferry Miss Cumbria Three,
    A chill-out trip to Ambleside -
Viewing the trees, the farms, the fells,
    And the more sporty ways to ride.

Once there, an uphill walk through the shops
    Led to a leaf, rock and root track,
With a stalactite-like mossy falls,
    And a bridge - starting the way back.

Track-side, gripping the ghyll, ancient woods
    Shaded what was a sunny day,
And the falling stream gave sound strongly -
    Calming the soul a further way.

Then home - again charmed by the thin-stone
    Minimum-mortar kept buildings,
The surrounds of England's largest lake,
    And movie train-window viewings.

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: GUEST,Walkaboutsverse
Date: 23 Jan 08 - 06:11 AM

Re: NEW YEAR'S CELEBRATIONS/RESOLUTIONS

Flicking through our channels on New Year's Eve, I noticed (and enjoyed) plenty of traditional Scottish culture but hardly any traditional English culture..?

Tony Blair, born in Scotland, talked about not going back, and how: "We don't want a return of English nationalism" - accordingly, it seems, we are not allowed to have OUR OWN culture, either. And, as I've said in verse, when people lose their own cultue, society suffers...

Nationalism with conquest IS bad; but nationalism with eco-travel and fair-trade, via the U.N., is good for humanity. Therefore, I say, we do want a return of English nationalism - with all the best from our past brought back, and without any imperialism, this time.

I hope this year, people in England resolve to bring in the next year by celebrating with our own good English culture!..Morris dancing to the sounds of an English concertina, an unaccompanied folk-song, a brass-band playing "English Country Gardens"...

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: GUEST,Walkaboutsverse
Date: 24 Jan 08 - 04:29 PM

Poem 209 of 230, walkaboutsverse.741.com - PEOPLE LOSE

Where, through modern views,
    Traditions fall,
    Watch the news -
         People
          Lose.

(P.S: using letter sizing and spacing, on my above site, this poem is shaped into a downward-pointing triangle - as the number of syllables per-line drops.)

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: GUEST,Walkaboutsverse
Date: 25 Jan 08 - 04:09 AM

Poem 96 of 230: PARADIGMS

"Thirty-all" is, in effect, "deuce";
    Nobody has seen an "atom":
An atom remains a model;
    "Thirty-all" an umpire's call.
"They we just simply had to bomb";
    And there are other given "truths"...

If we humans evolved from apes,
Why on earth are there living apes?

walkaboutsverse.741.com

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: GUEST,Walkaboutsverse
Date: 25 Jan 08 - 10:51 AM

Just heard some good news from the world of Ice Dancing - competitors in the Original Dance now have to use FOLK-MUSIC, and are strongly encouraged to select FROM THEIR OWN NATION. (And, yes, I previously did my cyber-bit to campaign for this.)

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: Amos
Date: 25 Jan 08 - 11:36 AM

Obviousness, pathos, dully rendered
Add to scores of verses tendered,
As a gift -- or as a curse --
In the hopes it could be verse.
Ego-swollen, odes diurnal
Fill the pages of this journal,
Bright as any road-killed ferret,
Free of poetry, and merit.
But, dear reader, ' tis still true
There-- but for your brains-- go you!


Anthony Hobbledy-Snatch
Verses from Lying Very Still
Punkton-on-Rye, 1927

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: GUEST,Walkaboutsverse
Date: 26 Jan 08 - 03:49 AM

(Thanks, Amos...and here's another snatch...)

Poem 148 of 230: AUDIENCE LOST

I returned, again,
    To what they pen -
The free-verse poets:
    Deep prose in sets...
I could read, again,
    Of Mice and Men.

walkaboutsverse.741.com

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: GUEST,Walkaboutsverse
Date: 30 Jan 08 - 06:06 AM

138 of 230: AN OPIUM

National Lottery passes -
    Slight chances to be richer,
    With lots more than thy neighbour,
    Gained without any labour -
    Keep the system in favour:
An opium of the masses.

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Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: GUEST,WalkaboutsVerse
Date: 01 Feb 08 - 05:29 AM

Poem # 41 of 230: EVEN AFTER LINCOLN, STEINBECK, AND KING

Written at a public toilet by the
    Statue of Liberty:
"What of Equality, Fraternity;
    And Democracy!?"

The U.S.A. has aided dictators -
    Right-Wing leaders, of course;
So some's bestowal of democracy
    Is hypocrisy.

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Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: GUEST
Date: 01 Feb 08 - 05:50 AM

Amos, you are hilarious. Your pastiches are very clever.

Do you write songs?

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: GUEST,Walkaboutsverse
Date: 01 Feb 08 - 04:28 PM

Not sure...I know he's both written and quoted poems, here; and now I'm going to try a link again which, I just noticed, hasn't worked -

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Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: Amos
Date: 01 Feb 08 - 05:39 PM

GUest,

I've written a few, thanks for asking. If you ever have mind to peruse the Mudcat Song Book (see the go-to links at page top) you will find a number of them.


A

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: The Sandman
Date: 01 Feb 08 - 06:53 PM

500,sorry leadfingers,dont shoot the piano players.

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: GUEST,Walkaboutsverse
Date: 02 Feb 08 - 07:41 AM

(In memory, if I may, of the late greats Hillary and Tenzing, R.I.P)

Poem 23 of 230: ABOVE EVEREST

When flying from Nepal to Thailand,
    I was given a "good-side" seat;
And, as I looked out the plane window,
    The view I saw was really neat.

For breaking through a thick sheet of cloud
    Were the high Himalayan peaks;
And, rising the highest of them all,
    Mount Everest - heaven bespeaks!

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Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: GUEST,Walkaboutsverse
Date: 03 Feb 08 - 05:46 PM

Poem 36 of 230, walkaboutsverse.741.com - WALKABOUT MEXICO

In late December,
1996,
I can remember
Being in a fix -
For time and pesos -
And, thus, unable
To see Mexico's
Sights commendable.

So, in Tijuana,
I enjoyed the show
At a miniature
Rep. of Mexico.

(C) David Franks 2003

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Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: GUEST,Walkaboutsverse
Date: 07 Feb 08 - 05:44 AM

I've heard, and enjoyed, via satellite, Scottish junior and senior Folk Awards...when are the ENGLISH Folk Awards..?!

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Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: GUEST,Walkaboutsverse
Date: 09 Feb 08 - 07:48 AM

Since faith(s) is front-page news in England, presently, this brief poem/couplet -

Poem 103 of 230: FURTHER ANTI-IMPERIALISM

Let each Christian nation have it's own Church -
Equal, before God, with the others' Search.

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Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: GUEST,We Subvert Koalas
Date: 09 Feb 08 - 05:26 PM

What about the non-Christian nations? And the non-Christian minorities living in the otherwise secular UK if it comes to that! How odd that this appears to be the only mention of Rowan's ill-advised gaff on Mudcat...

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: GUEST,Walkaboutsverse
Date: 13 Feb 08 - 04:49 PM

(Most people, We Subvert Koalas, in the world now, including me, are happy that the WORLD is multicultural...but whether each country should be multicultural is another matter. Sadly, events of the last decade have dramatically shown that trying to have a multiple number of cultures/faiths living under the one state law will always be problomatic.)

Now, on a lighter/romantic! note, from single me -

Poem 16 of 230: A BEAUTIFUL STAGE

If a couple, with plans to wed,
Asked me, off the top of my head,
For somewhere I thought well in tune
As a place for a honeymoon,
It would have - flashing back - to be
Beautifully-honed Italy.

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Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: GUEST,Walkaboutsverse
Date: 16 Feb 08 - 06:20 AM

Last week, the new PM of Australia, Kevin Rudd, made a formal apolgy to Aborigines, hence I post this poem...

Poem 76 of 230: LAND RIGHTS

If there is a good thing
    From the Second World War
It's that most peoples learnt
    To conquer lands no more.

In Africa, Asia,
    And the Pacific, too:
Post-war independence -
    Steps only bigots rue.

But for some indigenes,
    Outnumbered much-too-much,
It has all come too late
    For liberty, as such.

So 'tis in Australia,
    And America's sites,
Where the best now, I think,
    Is to respect land rights.

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Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: GUEST,WalkaboutsVerse
Date: 28 Feb 08 - 05:55 AM

I went to a poetry club this week where we looked at Philip Larkin...

Poem #148: AUDIENCE LOST

I returned, again,
    To what they pen -
The free-verse poets:
    Deep prose in sets...
I could read, again,
    Of Mice and Men.

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Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: GUEST,WalkaboutsVerse
Date: 04 Mar 08 - 04:24 AM

Poem 95 0f 230: A GOOD LIFE

To fauna,
    Home-flora.
Sheep for wool -
    Fed till full.
Chooks for eggs -
    Free-range legs.
Milk from cows -
    Should well house:
Better grade
    Can be made.
Fish for game -
    Cut the pain.
Dogs for pets -
    No regrets.
And question
    Castration.

This does say
    Buddha's way,
And Blake's way:
    A good life -
For all life.

From http://www.walkaboutsverse.741.com

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: GUEST,WalkaboutsVerse
Date: 08 Mar 08 - 05:26 AM

At last, the BBC have produced a series, called "White", allowing English people to openly lament the loss of traditional English culture and values, due to the mass immigration (and emigration) of the last 50 years, hence I post this poem...

Poem 213 of 230: MORE AMOR PATRIAE

There is Tai Chi and there is tennis,
    Line is fine but so is Morris,
There is curry and there is the roast,
    And, when England is playing host,
It is the rest-of-the-world's good wish
    To sense culture that is English.

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Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: GUEST,WalkaboutsVerse
Date: 14 Mar 08 - 09:53 AM

A response to the Cheltenham Festival...

Poem 146 of 230: HORSES FOR COURSES?

To some, in income-anticipation,
    Horse-balking at gates is a small debase;
To me, it seems a memory/fear case
    Over the coming whip-castigation.
To some, the winning jockey's elation
    Is the highlight of an ended horserace;
To me, the horse's bulged veins and scared face
    Undermine the winners' celebration.
I can't condone a punter's desire
    To gamble rather than earn a living,
    But can acknowledge a jockey's courage;
I can't see and think as a raced sire,
    Nor feel the scrapes hedges are giving,
    But find horses choiceless in their bondage.

From http://www.walkaboutsverse.741.com

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: GUEST,WalkaboutsVerse
Date: 18 Mar 08 - 02:16 PM

Re: Credit Crisis...

Poem 105 of 230: GLOBAL REGULATIONISM

No income-scale would be unjust -
    It's a matter of degree;
And, to have less inequality,
    Regulations are a must.

For, in Millennium's status quo,
    The pay-gaps for human work,
And what's gotten simply as a perk,
    Are wrong - inhumanely so.

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Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: GUEST,WalkaboutsVerse
Date: 22 Mar 08 - 06:51 AM

(It's good that possible solutions for global-warming are often discussed now, but birth-control remains largely taboo; 50 million people IS too many for the area of land called England, and 6.6 billion IS too many for the area of land called earth.)

Poem 102 of 230: CONGESTION

The waxing view;
And the taboo:

Again-and-again for congestion,
Leaders make this sort of suggestion -

Nationalisation,
    Remuneration,
Standardisation,
    Cooperation,
Integration;
   
Fine...but (through dread of accusation -
    "They don't care about our children" -
And of losing the next election)
    Most politicians never mention -
Promote a lower population.

I do care for the lives of children,
And think birth-control mends congestion -

Curb the birth queue
And influx, too.

From http://www.walkaboutsverse.741.com

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: GUEST,WalkaboutsVerse
Date: 27 Mar 08 - 09:48 AM

It's the 41st this coming weekend, hence I post this poem...

Poem 193 of 230: THE 35TH MORPETH NORTHUMBRIAN GATHERING – SPRING 2002

Toward Morpeth's Gathering,
    Either side of Great North Road,
Daffodils gleefully showed
    Their stalk-dressing flowering.

And then, at the Gathering,
    Another great flowering
Of English heritage, showed
    Through competitions that glowed
With competent folk-singing,
    Storytelling, bag-piping -
The small-pipes rapidly rode
    By hands, in staccato mode -
Clogdancing and stick-dressing:
    Things that are worth addressing.

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Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: GUEST,WalkaboutsVerse
Date: 02 Apr 08 - 04:45 PM

(I was there again, and again enjoyed it, by the way.)

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: GUEST,guest
Date: 03 Apr 08 - 05:05 AM

But did we enjoy you?????

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: GUEST,WalkaboutsVerse
Date: 03 Apr 08 - 05:34 AM

I thought I got a reasonable response at both the singaround and the pleasingly-packed singing competitions, Guest.

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: GUEST,WalkaboutsVerse
Date: 05 Apr 08 - 06:27 AM

Given the "Grand National" is on, may I refer you, again, to the above-posted poem, "Horses for Courses?" from http://www.walkaboutsverse.741.com

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: GUEST,WalkaboutsVerse
Date: 07 Apr 08 - 06:32 AM

(Current affairs make it obvious that the UN has to become stronger/better respected.)

Poem 218 of 230, THERE IS A U.N.

Why does the U.S.
    Have O.S. bases
Of influence when
    There is a U.N.?

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Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: GUEST,WalkaboutsVerse
Date: 13 Apr 08 - 08:51 AM

(Just enjoyed Kate Rusby's My Music on Ch5, and the village cricket and concert reminded me of this; plus, it is Sunday, today...)

Poem 115 of 230, walkaboutsverse.741.com: SUNDAY CRICKET AND BERRIES - SUMMER 2000

From a bus - ninety-eight,
    Bury to Manchester -
I got off at the gate
    Of Hamilton Road Park,
Where in situ I ate
    Several blackberries
(The taste too good to wait),
    Before making my way
To a further park-gate,
    From where briefly I watched
How Stand's cricketers rate.

(C) David Franks 2003

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: GUEST,WalkaboutsVerse
Date: 24 Apr 08 - 05:56 AM

Poem 54 of 230: HOBSON'S CHOICE

During a day trip to Cambridge,
My Uncle showed the confined space
That left punters no choice to face -
Using Hobson's trade of carriage.

From walkaboutsverse.741.com

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: GUEST,Captain Swing
Date: 24 Apr 08 - 12:42 PM

"To the harbour, Opera House, then the Quay -
    But alternatives number in the tens."

Surely you can only have two alternatives. You can have options in the tens.

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: GUEST,WalkaboutsVerse
Date: 24 Apr 08 - 12:51 PM

Thanks, Captain - "other options" also has the 4 syllables I needed, and I'll change it shortly.

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: GUEST,WalkaboutsVerse
Date: 25 Apr 08 - 10:30 AM

Thanks, again...it's like this now...

Poem 4 of 230: PICTURING SYDNEY

A good place to start is Sydney Tower,
    With its enthralling panoramic feast:
Olympic grounds - west; to north - the harbour;
    And beautiful beaches - north- and south-east.

From what is quite a jumbled C.B.D.,
    A good walk is through Botanic Gardens
To the harbour, Opera House, then the Quay -
    But other options number in the tens.

From walkaboutsverse.741.com

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: GUEST,Rich
Date: 25 Apr 08 - 05:51 PM

Sorry about this walkabout but I just wanted to point something out which has been bothering me. Like a lot of people I use myspace, and I think the way you use people's comments sections is really quite naughty.

I see your 'comments' posted all over folk artists pages, yet I have never yet seen you use the comments sections for what they are intended, that is to post a comment to one of your 'friends'. Your comments (that I have seen) are purely self advertising where you just fill them with 'please come and look at my page...'. Never have a I seen a single note or a compliment on the artist who's page you are posting on.

Sorry, but I think its out of order and wanted to point it out. Oh and before you respond, Please think about this for a minute and I think if you let yourself, you might just agree that I have a point. Or maybe not.

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: Graveyard
Date: 26 Apr 08 - 06:08 AM

This is the very reason why I did not let him become a 'friend' of mine.

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: WalkaboutsVerse
Date: 26 Apr 08 - 07:18 AM

I nearly always put an example of my poems (some delete them, most leave them, occasionally someone HAS asked for more - go through the Comments on myspace, if you don't believe it - and one or two have said I'm deleting you) AND quite often I DO comment in () on the artist, as well.
Now how about you being honest - MANY on myspace do nothing more than say "Thanks for the ad.", yes. Spend ten minutes surfing myspace and you will see that several times.
I've taken a minute, and I think the way I use myspace is acceptable, frankly, as usual, Rich.

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: WalkaboutsVerse
Date: 26 Apr 08 - 10:47 AM

(About 20 years ago, I was passing through Checkpoint Charlie.)

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.
I walked past plain buildings and cars,
    And entered a small food-store.
Its goods were plain, also: no sweet bars;
    The essentials - not much more.
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,Rich
Date: 26 Apr 08 - 04:06 PM

WAV - yes, it doesn't surprise me that you think its acceptable.

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: WalkaboutsVerse
Date: 26 Apr 08 - 04:48 PM

Okay, Rich, but, for what it's worth, if a little fish puts just "Thanks for the ad" on myspace, I do post/publish it, because, let's face it, suchlike at least gives them a bit of a fighting chance against the rich big-fish record-companies, etc - agreed?

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: WalkaboutsVerse
Date: 03 May 08 - 04:46 AM

With local elections just held here in England, my outlook remains much the same...

Poem 135 of 230: ON THE 2001 ELECTION

Morally Tory;
    Economically
Old Labour:
    Cold waiver.

From walkaboutsverse.741.com

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: WalkaboutsVerse
Date: 10 May 08 - 05:42 AM

THE WEEKLY WALKABOUT, E.G.

With talk about the unbeatable "big four" in our news, it's worth remembering that, not so long ago, club football in England was mostly-locals in MEANIGFUL competition...

Poem 98 of 230: REREGULATE

One Premier world-eleven v.
    Another such company,
Or wage-caps and say half each-club's squad
    From the local-junior pod?
And, perhaps, heed the cricket-fan's call
    To convert to county-football..?

(C) David Franks 2003
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Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: Amos
Date: 10 May 08 - 01:23 PM

The man appears unkempt, and friendless,
Spouting rhymes in showers endless,
From a mind bereft and olden,
Showers long, unclean and golden.
I'd prefer tot hink of this
As whacko souls, taking the piss.
But I fear this flow mysterious
Is actually meant to be quite serious!
This, I fear, is shallow magic,
Mindless, numb, and somehow tragic.
That from man and woman born,
Comes the child, like April morn,
Who in parents' dreams fulfilling,
Renders verses dull and killing,
And in couplets quite frenetic,
Ruins all their hopes aesthetic.
Never mind. It's just for looks.
Nature needs her babbling brooks.
Let it babble, mindless roll,
If it calms his darkened soul,
Or sustains a broken mind,
'Til arrives a happier time.

Florence Lightener Wynde
Potmetal Baubles Renounced
Climetree-on-Impulse, 1939

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: WalkaboutsVerse
Date: 10 May 08 - 04:48 PM

Noticed you're also a bit of a folkie, the other thread, Amos.

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: Amos
Date: 10 May 08 - 05:23 PM

What other thread, Senor Verse?


A

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: WalkaboutsVerse
Date: 11 May 08 - 04:10 AM

Yes, from a click on your link, Amos, and a plough through your plethora of postings, it was, indeed, Chords in Folk?

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: Dave Hanson
Date: 11 May 08 - 08:33 AM

Never before in the field of human conflict has one person spouted so much pointless, inane, boring, [ mediocre would be a compliment ] feckin drivel.

eric

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: Dave Hanson
Date: 11 May 08 - 08:35 AM

In fact ' drivel ' is a compliment to WalkaboutsVerse.

eric

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: WalkaboutsVerse
Date: 11 May 08 - 09:25 AM

Others, Eric, have said otherwise - see, e.g., my myspace Comments. And I just heard that the football authorities here are, after 11 years of free-market foreign-farce, indeed considering some reregulation of our club football..?

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: Stu
Date: 11 May 08 - 10:53 AM

"Where glimmereth the spume-encrusted Severn in her magisterial splendour..."

This is a fucking brilliant line.

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: WalkaboutsVerse
Date: 11 May 08 - 11:11 AM

Language, Stigweard, language!..it's Sunday and an important one at that. But, yes, 'tis a nice line...you ever seen or surfed the Severn bore?

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: The Sandman
Date: 11 May 08 - 12:07 PM

he reminds me of someone perhaps,William Topaz Mcgonagle or Cumberland Clark

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: Stu
Date: 12 May 08 - 04:42 AM

I was more impressed with the ability to get the words 'glimmereth', 'encrusted' and 'spume' into one sentence. Even after reading it the Severn bore was not what sprang immediately to mind.

Have you ever tried writing for greetings cards?

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: WalkaboutsVerse
Date: 12 May 08 - 04:45 AM

That, then, CB, is another thing we disagree on - I'm an English repat. / you're an English expat. No doubt there are things we do agree on - the English concertina has a beautiful homely timbre, e.g.

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: Ruth Archer
Date: 12 May 08 - 05:01 AM

Amos, you SO need to publish. Absolute brilliance.

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: Amos
Date: 16 May 08 - 03:46 PM

From yahoo, on his progenitor:

""McGonagall is obviously not the best poet, but he is actually very popular these days," said Alex Dove, a specialist at Lyon and Turnbull auction house in the Scottish capital which was selling the poems.

The works, many of them signed, deal with topics ranging from women's suffrage and the burning of a theatre in Aberdeen.

If the collection goes for its estimated price it would be in the same league as first edition copies of Harry Potter books signed by author J. K. Rowling, according to The Daily Telegraph newspaper.

The poet -- full name William Topaz McGonagall -- was nicknamed the "The Tayside Tragedian" in his home city of Dundee, where laughing locals would throw fruit and vegetables at him.

Critics have awarded him the "world's worst" label because of the crashing lack of subtlety in terms of rhyme, imagery, vocabulary or repetition.

His most famous poem is about the Tay Bridge disaster of 1879, in which 75 people died:

"So the train mov'd slowly along the Bridge of Tay,
"Until it was about midway,
"Then the central girders with a crash gave way,
"And down went the train and passengers into the Tay."

"

Sigh.


A

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: WalkaboutsVerse
Date: 17 May 08 - 07:55 AM

So much for the Gem of the Day, folks!..now here's the next...

WEEKLY WALKABOUT, E.G.

Poem 113 of 230: FOLLOWING THE SUN - SPRING 2000

Having moved, by buses, up the hill from Salford to Bury
    (To be within walk of new work, again),
These stimuli surround between my abode and the factory
    As I follow the sun - its wax, its wane:
Walking toward work and the rising sun, a morning chorus
    Rides the crisp breezy air of hill-farmland,
While gravel, of road and path, beneath my plonked feet crunches,
    And P.V.C. flaps loose of its hay-stand.

Bumble bees, tree sparrows and robins bob along the hedgerows,
    Squirrels and hares hop ahead on my route;
And on a weather-wrapped reservoir - glassy, or dulled by blows -
    Glide mute- and whooper-swans, ducks, geese and coot;
Horses, goats, sheep and cattle laze and graze on fields of green -
    Fields they, in turn, feed, helping make hay;
And, above, swifts and herons sometimes grace the aerial scene -
    A scene framed by a moorland chain of grey.

Slugs - some rusty, others pitch-black - slither on a clayey path,
    That slopes sharply beside the reservoir;
And a whitegood on green-grass (a horse trough, once a human bath)
    Amuses me as I view from afar;
As does Peel Monument, atop a distant Holecombe mount -
    By which an uncle and I once took lunch;
Disturbed nettles - brushed in such distraction - make their bulwarks count,
    And a shed-side arbour demands a hunch.

One time, three sheep-dogs determined me lost, and rounded me up;
    Oftentimes, the Metro. tram rattles by;
And, sometimes, a horse will urge me make handy a grassy cup,
    Or nudge for a scratch down its back and thigh;
On cooler mornings, the dew on grasses soaks my joggers through,
    But beautifies clumps of whimsy grass-heads;
And, already proceeding on his routine of chores to do,
    A farmer strong-hoses out the cowsheds.

Caravan-people leave their grouping to walk the well-worn track,
    And milk- and mail-vans squeeze tightly by;
Antique farm-machines rust away in a grassed ramshackle-stack,
    And pigeons startle from their grassy lie;                                                
In sun, fishing-people and bathers dot the reservoir's shore,
    And, in shade, ferns the sides of path and stream;
Near gates, manure fills the air and makes stepping a chore,
    But elsewhere the views are a poet's dream.

Magpies, near horses, bop around - perhaps for aroused worms;
    Laburnums sprung yellow, and hawthorns white,
Pleasingly, in nature, border the fields of farming-firms,
    And help enclose this Radcliffe rural site;
Plus, as I meander home from a day's factory toil,
    The sun, when it sets in a clear sky,
Forms a large amber ball, behind a converted cotton-mill -
    Signalling another day almost by.

From walkaboutsverse.741.com

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: Amos
Date: 17 May 08 - 06:22 PM

That one actually has a couple of genuinely good lines in it, WAV.

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: GUEST,yayaya
Date: 17 May 08 - 07:26 PM

See how people begin to back away when faced with your, ahem, "support", Ruth! A lesson there, perhaps?

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: Amos
Date: 17 May 08 - 07:48 PM

Yaya:

Sorry, that is just BS. I was glad for Ruth's remark, although I do not know her, and my comment to WAV was genuine, as well as an effort to soften the edge of my earlier harsher remarks.


A

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: GUEST,yayaya
Date: 17 May 08 - 08:16 PM

OK, I was wrong to generalise from the particular. The wider point still stands, though. I just wish certain people would spend a whole lot more time on their own creative efforts and a whole lot less time denigrating the efforts of others. This forum'd be a nicer place if they did.

(That said, I realise I've just totally "fed" 'em by contributing here. Doh!)

Back to the guitar, methinks...

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: WalkaboutsVerse
Date: 18 May 08 - 05:43 PM

Back to the guitar, methinks...(Yayaya)...for me, it's the tenor-recorder/English-flute and keyboards, but I'm tempted by the bell lyre..?

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: WalkaboutsVerse
Date: 23 May 08 - 01:41 PM

THE WEEKLY WALKABOUTS, E.G.

(A tad early this time, as I'm off to the Hexham Gathering tomorrow.)

Poem-come-song 111 of 230: THE MERSEY AT DIDSBURY - SPRING 2000

Took bus one-four-three,                        
    From Piccadilly,
Along Oxford Road;
    Passed the old uni's,
Those shops with saris,
    And my first abode.

At Didsbury Village,
    The Old Parsonage
Looked neat, and gave sound,
    As I walked the way,
At about midday,
    To a Mersey mound.

From atop this bank,
    No longer a blank
Was the strong river,
    Nor the wide fairways -
Where I'd filled two days,
    Twelve years earlier.

I then headed back,
    On Stenner Woods' track
(Hearing more birdsong,
    And seeing mossed stumps
Plus well-layered clumps),
    To a human throng.

This throng was viewing -
    Justly pursuing -
The smart Rock Gardens,
    Sloped on Fletcher Moss,
Which I, too, did cross,
    Before homeward wends.

From walkaboutsverse.741.com

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: The Sandman
Date: 23 May 08 - 02:12 PM

stop going on about abodes its really mcgonagle ish,or even pooterish.

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: The Sandman
Date: 23 May 08 - 02:15 PM

or even Betjeman at his worst [sitting on a loo in camden town].only estate agents have abodes,

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: WalkaboutsVerse
Date: 23 May 08 - 02:17 PM

It rhymes with "road," thanks Captain...and I swear to God some have liked that piece when I've sung it at folk-clubs.

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: Don Firth
Date: 23 May 08 - 02:56 PM

The Vogons have landed!! The Vogons have landed!!

CLICKY

Don Firth

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: Amos
Date: 23 May 08 - 03:03 PM

I think the Vogons deserve a place int his thread. They have walked a great deal more scattered realms than WAV, and thought far more scattered thoughts, incredible though it may seem. Here:

Oh freddled gruntbuggly,
Thy micturations are to me
As plurdled gabbleblotchits
On a lurgid bee.
Groop, I implore thee, my foonting turlingdromes
And hooptiously drangle me
With crinkly binglewurgles,
For I will rend thee in the gobberwarts with my blurglecruncheon,
See if I don't![1]


I am sure the Captain is right up there in the running with WAV and McGonagle. And don't start with me about not liking his language. There is such a thing as too much provincial bone-headedness, you know, at least on other threads...


A


a

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: WalkaboutsVerse
Date: 23 May 08 - 04:38 PM

So tell me brothers grim - what are your thoughts on Ezra Pound and the free-verse poets...here's mine...

Poem 148 of 230: AUDIENCE LOST

I returned, again,
    To what they pen -
The free-verse poets:
    Deep prose in sets...
I could read, again,
    Of Mice and Men.

From walkaboutsverse.741.com

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: Amos
Date: 23 May 08 - 06:33 PM

I hasten to add this preface to the above excerpt, to make clear which Captain I am talking about:

"Listening to it (Vogon verses) is an experience similar to torture as demonstrated when Arthur Dent and Ford Prefect are forced to listen to the Vogon captain's poetry prior to being thrown out of an airlock...".

That is the Captain I placed in a class with WAV and McGonagle. Not the esteemed Captain Bird.


A

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: Amos
Date: 23 May 08 - 07:39 PM

I did not know Ezra Pound, personally; but you, sir, are no Ezra Pound.

He never published anything that would not pass as poetry, no matter how desperate he was.


A

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: Don Firth
Date: 23 May 08 - 08:49 PM

It is unfortunate that WAV doesn't have a clue as to where his towel is.

Don Firth

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: WalkaboutsVerse
Date: 24 May 08 - 04:42 AM

So you don't think the free-versifiers are the real Vogons of the poetry world?

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: Darowyn
Date: 24 May 08 - 07:43 AM

No. Often they are the true crafts people. Taking the more exposed road, where the depth of thought and the beauty of phrasing are not covered up by conventions of form and bent into shape by rhyme schemes.
Doggerel is easy- look in any greetings card.
Why not find out about the topic before you close your mind?

Read this, and the rest of the series too.
Cheers

Dave

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: WalkaboutsVerse
Date: 24 May 08 - 02:23 PM

"Why not find out about the topic before you close your mind?" (Darowyn)...I said in that poem above "I returned AGAIN" to free-verse poetry - in other words, I have given it a fair go already, thanks, Darowyn; but I, as with many, like metre and/or rhyme, and poetry was kept within that framework for centuries, before the likes of Ezra Pound decided to break it; no doubt some global publishers like free-verse because they can easily translate it to other languages.

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: Amos
Date: 24 May 08 - 03:28 PM

The problem here is not one of form, but one of function.


A

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: WalkaboutsVerse
Date: 24 May 08 - 05:43 PM

To Amos: in my Blurb I mentioned that some of my poems are didactic and that, accordingly, the style is direct - I didn't want folks scratching their heads over oblique imagery.

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: Amos
Date: 24 May 08 - 09:25 PM

Good of you. No-one wants that.



A

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: WalkaboutsVerse
Date: 25 May 08 - 05:08 AM

It's definitely wrong to say "no-one", Amos - go through my myspace Comments if you wish, or read what Amos had to say about FOLLOWING THE SUN, above.

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: Amos
Date: 25 May 08 - 11:12 AM

Irony is a strange element. It evaporates in an excess of light, and likewise shrivels in an excess of dark.

A

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: GUEST,Sedayne (Astray)
Date: 25 May 08 - 12:34 PM

go through my myspace Comments if you wish

Myspace is interesting on all sorts of levels as maybe the only place entirely devoid of actual criticism, negative or otherwise. It seems to operate on a level of mass sycophancy in which every exchange is reduced to the most superficial honk if only by way of giving to get back. A similar thing existed on ebay until the rules regarding feedback were changed, now things are a bit more honest. On YouTube, for whatever reason, the comments are always honest, and all the more valuable because of that. I have a policy of leaving all comments on my YouTube films, positive or negative - in fact, the more colourful the better really.

One would, therefore, advise caution in attaching any sort of critical significance to ones Myspace Comments, unless one needs that level of superficial flattery by way of a personal fix, which is, of course entirely possible, otherwise, I dare say, Myspace would be quite the phenomenon that it is. The quantitative element is the most worrying; I've always believed that less is more, and as that great poet Mark E. Smith once wrote: there are five people in the world, the rest are paste.

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: WalkaboutsVerse
Date: 25 May 08 - 01:36 PM

That's true: there is very little negativity on myspace, plenty of "thanks for the ad", and the odd "I like your space" or suchlike.
Friends are really, mostly, Links, of course, and perhaps users think that if they put something negative they will be deleted and lose out.
And such things are, of course, subjective: neither of the above lines from Mr. Smith or Amos do anything for me - save cause an itch.

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: Amos
Date: 25 May 08 - 04:13 PM

That's the idea.


A

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: WalkaboutsVerse
Date: 25 May 08 - 04:39 PM

I don't like horse racing, which I find cruel (see poem #146 HORSES FOR COURSES?, if you wish), but I remember hearing on the news, in Australia, of a race meeting where a horse called Itchy Feet was indeed scratched.

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: Amos
Date: 25 May 08 - 11:24 PM

An itch is also symptomatic of a scab ready to release its toxic suppuration to the open air, when it is scratched, thus, just possibly, bringing about a cure of a serious infection.


A

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: WalkaboutsVerse
Date: 26 May 08 - 04:52 AM

Thanks, Amos - I just had breakfast; speaking of which, Sedayne, I did as you do and froze some stotties( because I still had a sliced loaf to get through), before slicing them down the middle for grilling, before peanut-butter and jam - delicious.

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: s&r
Date: 30 May 08 - 04:03 AM

There is a strange fascination with these (WAV) threads. It's like putting your tongue into an aching tooth - you know you'll regret it but you do it just the same

Stu

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: Jack Blandiver
Date: 30 May 08 - 07:02 AM

WAV - You refer this this as your life's work, does this mean it's finished? By which I mean - are you still writing? And are your travels at an end?

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: catspaw49
Date: 30 May 08 - 07:18 AM

Ya' know, I was barely aware of this dude as a 'Catter but much to my chagrin and for reasons that I can't figure, I seem to have read a lot of his crappola in the past couple of days.


WAV........You're a fuckin' numbnuts Man. I hope this IS your life's work and that you have now finished it completely. If I thought it would guarantee that you would not plague anyone else with your drool laden drivel, I would happily go underwater and fuck fish.

Do you have any unexpressed thoughts? Hmmmm.....Skip that. I guess you wouldn't because nothing you post shows any form of sane thought process.

Spaw

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: Dave Hanson
Date: 30 May 08 - 08:45 AM

Hey Spaw, he/she has got skin like rhinoceros hide, ya can't insult him/her.

eric

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: Jack Blandiver
Date: 30 May 08 - 02:15 PM

Can I just repeat that without Spaw's hissy-fits getting in the way...

Seriously, WAV, and out of genuine curiousity. You refer to this as your life's work, does this mean it's finished? By which I mean - are you still writing? And are is your walkabout at an end?

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: WalkaboutsVerse
Date: 31 May 08 - 06:25 AM

THE WEEKLY WALKABOUT, E.G.

(From my life's work which, yes, in terms of versification, "finished" at the end of 2002 - however, I'm sure some of you will be thrilled to know that, in another vein, it contiues, as I am know learning to mimic my "Chants from Walkabouts" (a CD) on the tenor-recorder/English-flute, and have already done recorder intro's to two of them at folk clubs, here in NE England. (To Catspaw - please kinkly keep that kind of language in the kittie-litter.)

Poem 112 of 230: FROM AN ECCLES FLAT - SPRING 2000

The bedroom window's southerly views
    Contained allotters paying their dues -
All kinds of veg. brought to fruition,
    And youngsters receiving tuition;
Starlings and sparrows I'd often see -
    On a roof or a nearby tree;
And, in a distant poplar perched high,
    The large twiggy nest of a magpie;
In spring, daisies would yellow the floor -
    Matched by Forsythias, grown next door;
Behind terraces, a moony crest -
    The Dome of the new Trafford complex;
And the moon itself, in the right spot,
    Would light the night's clouds up quite a lot.

The kitchen window's northerly views
    Included an agent selling news;
A butcher struggling with position -
    Much sunlight aimed at his nutrition;
And a popular English chippie -
    Mashed peas and red sauce on top, for me;
White gulls dotting a sombre grey sky,
    Plus light- and large-aircraft flying by;
Walkers and traffic would make a roar -
    At peak travel hours all the more;
Handsomely-set skies toward the west
    As the day's sun took its nightly rest;
And a bucket-pond and ivy plot,
    That, on a shoestring, I loved a lot.

From walkaboutsverse.741.com

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: WalkaboutsVerse
Date: 31 May 08 - 09:19 AM

"There is a strange fascination with these (WAV) threads. It's like putting your tongue into an aching tooth - you know you'll regret it but you do it just the same" (S&R)...I'm a 100% sure, Stu!, that my tooth-aches (and it's been a while) have derived from leaving bits of food in the gaps; accordingly, when we get one, we simply make sure the area is now clear, and keep tongue and all away from the trauma.

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: Amos
Date: 31 May 08 - 11:59 AM

For poetic overtones and insight, sensitivity of metaphor, delicacy of rhythm and tone, Mister Wav surpasses any single-celled poet ever heard.


A

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: WalkaboutsVerse
Date: 31 May 08 - 12:58 PM

Music to my ears, Amos!

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: Amos
Date: 31 May 08 - 01:18 PM

Hmmmmm.




A

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: Little Hawk
Date: 31 May 08 - 02:01 PM

My God....what untrammelled brilliance! The true flower of English poetry at last blooms again, its almost forgotten lyrical grandeurs springing fresh anew in a bold new hand, the splendour of the past renewed with fullsome promise and verve!

How did I overlook this thread so long????

More, WAV! Give us more!

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: Don Firth
Date: 31 May 08 - 02:12 PM

Don't Panic!

This just in! Walkaboutsverse has just been identified as Paula Nancy Millstone Jennings of Sussex.

The dead swans lay in the stagnant pool.
They lay. They rotted. They turned
Around occasionally.
Bits of flesh dropped off them from
Time to time.
And sank into the pool's mire.
They also smelt a great deal.

Recognize the style?

Don Firth

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: WalkaboutsVerse
Date: 31 May 08 - 02:30 PM

Don Firth, Don Firth?
I'm afraid, unless you wish to click the link, Little Hawk, you'll have to wait till next Saturday for your next bit of nightingale.

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: Amos
Date: 31 May 08 - 02:34 PM

The thread grew long, the heart laid bare,
The field no longer falllow.
But sad to say, the desperate soil
Was pale, and thin, and shallow.

The flow that often waters dreams
And the light of inspiration
Would not appear among these schemes
Of morbid recitation.

AB! AB! CD! CD!
He endlessly strove to write them
Of shoes, and trees, and tired chairs
And such, ad infinitum.

Who walketh here, and walketh there,
From Land's End to Dunkirk,
And in each town, a deadening stare,
Doth fuel his deadly work.

Describing stones, or lizard's dreams,
Or the value of sextuplets,
Would surely bring us more reward,
Than more of these damned couplets.

Wilson Termagenent Junior
Protests and Jellied Things
Bunt, Punt, and Stunted, pubs.
Loch Lomond, 1947

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: gnu
Date: 31 May 08 - 02:45 PM

My dreams are shattnered.

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: Jack Blandiver
Date: 31 May 08 - 04:20 PM

From my life's work which, yes, in terms of versification, "finished" at the end of 2002

So you no longer write?

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: WalkaboutsVerse
Date: 31 May 08 - 04:48 PM

Yes, Sedayne, I no longer write verses - I just read through "Walkabouts: travels and conclusions in verse" once a year, and make minor changes/corrections (no-doubt occasionally going back to how it was in the first place!); and I try to go through my 17 Chants from Walkabouts once a week (above link). Then I have a repertoire of 17 E. trads, and 17 hymns, plus a few carols that I re-remember around Advent, each year.
And you..?

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: Little Hawk
Date: 31 May 08 - 05:24 PM

I seldom write any longer either. I seem to have shifted from a declaratory mode to one of detached bemusement at what I see happening all around me.

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: Little Hawk
Date: 31 May 08 - 06:35 PM

I do enjoy reading what is writ, however...if it is well writ and says something interesting.

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: gnu
Date: 31 May 08 - 06:43 PM

That is a shame, LH. You should continue, really. Even if you don't produce or perform your own, your songs should grace our ears in some form.

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: Amos
Date: 31 May 08 - 06:45 PM

Ah, LH, I think a quick trace of your extensive posts will show that if the condition you describe is true, it must have happened in the last fifteen seconds.


A

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: Jack Blandiver
Date: 01 Jun 08 - 04:21 AM

And you..?

I've always though creativity as a curse rather than an option; and whatever my life's work is, I doubt it'll ever be finished until I'm dead & gone. Meanwhile - life's too short, and you're a long time dead, so life is there for the living of it & art for the pure sweet passion of being here in the first place, although there is an essential demarcation between my creative work & more traditional pursuits, such as storytelling & singing folk songs. In this latter respect I find it essential to have at least one new song on the go at any one time, and several more in the pipeline. To this end I keep a little book, an A6 Black 'n Red (though I've promised myself a Moleskine when it gets full, which will be another year or so) in which I keep a note of every song I sing in public, paid & unpaid, and every song I have a notion to learn. Many never get beyond this stage of course; and others I learn, sing once, and promptly forget about, like Child #1, which I made a lot of fuss about on account of Pentangle usurping it for The Cruel Sister and feeding it back into the folk clubs. Others come filtering though without my knowing, like Child #32, which you can hear on my myspace page in an unaccompanied rendering saving improvised episodes sung with a Hungarian Jew's Harp. This is King Henry, nabbed from the singing of my dear old oppo, Thor Ewing, a braw tale of comedy horror & burlesque which I can't ever remember having to learn. The Border Brogue, incidently, is my own sweet native tongue; as a native Northumbrian, of course, we resent being thought of as English, though ever quite Scots either! Otherwise - too many songs, not enough time!

Is there any significance in the number 17?

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: Jack Blandiver
Date: 01 Jun 08 - 04:22 AM

600!

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: WalkaboutsVerse
Date: 01 Jun 08 - 05:16 AM

"Is there any significance in the number 17?" (Sedayne)...that's how many from the 230 pieces in Walkabouts that I found a way to sing as "Chants from Walkabouts"; also, as you would know, Sedayne, "7" appears a lot in both E. trads and Christianity.

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: Dave Hanson
Date: 01 Jun 08 - 06:13 AM

WalkaboutsVerse, what planet are you from ?

Your pal, eric

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: Jack Blandiver
Date: 01 Jun 08 - 06:36 AM

But 17 folk songs, 17 hymns - and how does 7 relate to 17? A few examples of folk song & Xtian 7s might be nice; I can't think of any off hand... Even in Green Grow the Rushes Oh, wherein folk song & Xtianity meet most pleasingly, it's 7 for the 7 stars - the principle stars of The Plough, or Ursa Major. And who where the Seven Virgins in The Leaves of Life?

This might need another thread actually; I'm sure down here in the boots of the Walkaboutsverse thread it might not get the attention it deserves, or be regarded as extraneous to the nature of this thread anyway, but fascinating non the less...

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: WalkaboutsVerse
Date: 01 Jun 08 - 07:17 AM

17 "Chants from Walkabouts" ended up being about 55 minutes worth on a CD; I've listened a lot to Songs of Praise (BBC), and borrowed "The New English Hymnal" and "Hymns Ancient and Modern" a few times, before buying the latter second-hand, which resulted in my own personal choice being around 17, so I went with 17 again (without that much thought, until now!); and, with E. trads, mainly from DigiTrad, folk clubs, and BBC folk-radio, it worked out the same. A 7-song CD...?...17 does have a 7 (that most English of numbers!) in it!...What day is the Beijing Olympics opening, and why, my pal Eric...?

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: Little Hawk
Date: 01 Jun 08 - 03:37 PM

Have you heard any of my songs, gnu?

Amos, I was speaking of serious writing...such as songs and poetry and essays and such. I was not speaking of my idle posts on this forum.

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: Amos
Date: 01 Jun 08 - 03:44 PM

ExcUSE me???? You're telling me that your contirbutions to the Mother of ALL BS, to which you are one of the major contirbutors, were NOT serious?????

This may precipitate a major scandal, LH. Think very carefully about your public statements on this issue.


A

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: Little Hawk
Date: 01 Jun 08 - 03:48 PM

LOL!!! Oh dear. I am in deep doodoo now.

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: Little Hawk
Date: 01 Jun 08 - 04:04 PM

Blather on and on unending
Met with fate, no kind befriending
Slipped on feet of woe becasting
Blather, blather everlasting
Will these shoon clad other feet?
To ramble on, worn but replete?
Or will these lac-ed shoon unravel
There upon the dusty gravel
Where the pilgrim knelt to pray
As he paused along his way?
And there upon a hill at dawn
Stands a cow...or no! A swan!
I know 'twas there, I saw its heft,
But now it's not. It must have left.

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: WalkaboutsVerse
Date: 01 Jun 08 - 04:20 PM

More music to my ears, LH - good old-fashioned metre and rhyme.
Lucky for some - it's 8.8.'08 that the games commence, by the way.

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: Amos
Date: 01 Jun 08 - 04:23 PM

And I am left, to gaze upon
The missing cow, or dog, or swan;
This absent creature, staid and grand
Whose features, formed by Nature's hand,
No longer seem to be ther e now --
This missing swan -- or dog -- or cow!
I've gazed until my eyes are watering
For this image, faint and tottering,
Once so vivid, real and near,
But yet it will not re-appear!
Absence compels me still to stare
Seeking the beat that is not there;
And so I spent almost all day!
I wish that beast would go away.

Claumb Zeemet O'Phoir
Ancient Fruitless Irrelevance Reborn
Thymes and Plaices, Eds.
Paiseley, Renfrewshire, 1999

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: Little Hawk
Date: 01 Jun 08 - 04:45 PM

LOL!!!!! Ah, the joy of it all. You have an extraordinary treasure trove of poetic literature stored away in your archives, Amos. Why, I've never even heard of some of these books before. How that can be I do not know, because what they contain is sublime, sir, simply sublime.

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: Amos
Date: 01 Jun 08 - 06:17 PM

Sir:

I am humbly grateful for your kind remarks, and have forwarded your compliments to the Association of Poetic Mediocrity International, at their headquarters in Dumfriston, for relay to the concerned authors, or as appropriate, their heirs and assigns.

The business of mediocrity in poetry is a thankless one, and these rare graces of thanks and complimentary remarks are like breaths of fresh air on a fetid over heated desert.

I am sure the Association will support me in expressing our joint gratitude for your pungent declarations.


A

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: Little Hawk
Date: 01 Jun 08 - 06:25 PM

I too am humbly grateful for those kind remarks of yours, Amos.

Gad! I almost feel inspired to break into verse.

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: Don Firth
Date: 01 Jun 08 - 08:04 PM

NO! NO! PLEASE, NO!!

Don Firth (hiding under bed)

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: Don Firth
Date: 01 Jun 08 - 08:07 PM

Sorry! Tendency to over-react. . . .

Don Firth

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: Little Hawk
Date: 01 Jun 08 - 08:28 PM

While walking on the beach at Leeds
I happed upon a man in tweeds
Who sat upon a wooden bench
Not too far from an earthen trench
I saw that he was eating lunch
He had some greens, a tidy bunch
And those he ate with gusto there
As an errant breeze blew through our hair
I thought it would be somewhat rude
Upon his luncheon to intrude
And so I sat upon a rock
And took to hand my carving block
I whittled there in gladsome peace
Carving out a rustic piece
A rough but not bad replication
Of that good citizen of our nation
Eating his lunch in the noonday sun
No need to worry, no need to run
Oh! Who would not such moments yearn for?
To sit in the sun and still not burn, for
The sun it was warm but not yet torrid
And a good thing that! Because overly hot sun is horrid!
And so, good reader, the time soon came
When that good fellow roused his rustic frame
And tipping his hat to me did go
Up the path to the road called "Pell Row"
And as for me, my carving all done
I too arose beneath the waning sun
And made my way to the village inn
There to partake in a glass of gin
And as of that gin I did partake
I felt in my heart a swelling ache
Of heartfelt love for this my land!
The one, the only, our Fair England!


Sweeney Rutherford Tate
My Song of Fair England
Pilkington & Shaimless, Eds.
Bugger on Tweed, Berkshire, 1925

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: Amos
Date: 01 Jun 08 - 08:39 PM

A passing fair instance of the sincerest form of flattery, Good 'Ack. Passing Fair, but still, clearly, an imitation.


A

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: Little Hawk
Date: 01 Jun 08 - 08:58 PM

Want to see me imitate Lauren Bacall instead?

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: Amos
Date: 01 Jun 08 - 09:45 PM

SUre--just put your lips together and blow....



A

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: frogprince
Date: 01 Jun 08 - 11:39 PM

The spirit of McDonegal lives on...

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: Amos
Date: 02 Jun 08 - 12:12 AM

Methinks thou meanest McGonagle to cite, sirrah.


A

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: WalkaboutsVerse
Date: 07 Jun 08 - 05:02 AM

THE WEEKLY WALKABOUT, E.G.

Poem 229 of 230: JOYS OF LIFE

Leightons, and other great art;
    Plumes of fireworks at night;
The vivid reds of sunrise -
    Repeated at day's last light.

The beats through us of a drum;
    Winter's sun felt through closed glass;
Handing in the last exam;
    Awakenings – alarmless!

The ball off thee whacks their net;
    When to palms leather has stuck;
Orange juice during half-time;
    A warm bath to wash the muck.

Viewing set-over cricket;
    A golf ball, for once, well struck;
Viewing velodrome cycling;
    From net-chord, levelling luck!

Sticks, chants, didgeridoo,
    Haunting harps, and all bagpipes;
Clog, flamenco, tamure,
    Hula, and other dance types.

Out, by a cast, being told;
    In - taking tea and T.V.;
Highland views that command rest;
    The buildings of Italy.

Thrifty plant-propagation;
    By a wave one's body hit;
Upstream of camp - with paddle;
    By a fire - strongly lit.

Forest spent-leaves under foot;
    Tasting a host-nation's fare;
Alcedo atthis at work;
    Just bills being brought to bear.

Allegros when feeling low;
    An andante to wind down;
Spoken French and chorused song;
    The quiet when out of town.

A stroll through a kept garden,
    Before Sunday's roast dinner;
A pub game, drink and meal;
    One's team a comeback winner.

From walkaboutsverse.741.com

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: GUEST,Jon
Date: 07 Jun 08 - 05:36 AM

From walkaboutsverse.741.com

And posted today on Mudcat, uk.music.folk, rec.music.folk and us.arts.poetry . Where else gets this spam?

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: GUEST,Shite English Poet
Date: 07 Jun 08 - 05:50 AM

heres a fragment
of a newly unearthed
unknown epic heroic
poem recently uncovered
from an exavation
in a peviously unexplored
latrine in Glastobury
bmy arse stings like a bumblebee
and floats like butterfly
on yonder soft inflated cushion
But tis days of yore
when strong men with swords
doth pop their swollen bum veins
and squeezeth blood
in golden chalice
Drink up brave warriors
Drink up King says
tomorrow we do fight
and die
or stop off bus
and go to shops
and visit chemist
to ask strange alchemist
for soothing
pile cream
I will not mount horse
I dare not straddle saddle
is evil curse betwixt my bum
you will not fight for God nor King ?
you will not challenge foreign foe ?
No I am no coward
I am true ENGLISH man
Though my bum hole
do hurteth so
I will fight and die for thee
Well if you are true blood
English Knight
then Doctors note
be right and true.
Brave English warrior
sit on you steed
with blow up cushion
neath thy bum
you
are no shame to king
or crown
thy are an ENGLISHMAN




It is without doubt a very shite poem
with absolutely no artistic merit whatsoever..


But it is none the less an ENGLISH poem

so up yours Mr Anywhere else apart from ENGLAND !!!!

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: Dave Hanson
Date: 07 Jun 08 - 08:03 AM

It's better than that crap WalkaboutsVerse writes

eric

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: GUEST,plagiarist
Date: 07 Jun 08 - 08:38 AM

Leightons, and other great art;
    In - taking tea and T.V.;
Upstream of camp - with paddle;
    The buildings of Italy.

Sticks, chants, didgeridoo,
    When to palms leather has stuck;
Handing in the last exam;
    A golf ball, for once, well struck;

Forest spent-leaves under foot;
    By a fire - strongly lit.
The vivid reds of sunrise -
    By a wave one's body hit;

Viewing velodrome cycling;
    Before Sunday's roast dinner;
Orange juice during half-time;
    One's team a comeback winner.

A pub game, drink and meal;
    Awakenings – alarmless!
Alcedo atthis at work;
   Winter's sun felt through closed glass;

Thrifty plant-propagation;
    Just bills being brought to bear.
Viewing set-over cricket;
   Tasting a host-nation's fare;

Allegros when feeling low;
    Repeated at day's last light.
Clog, flamenco, tamure,
    Plumes of fireworks at night;

Out, by a cast, being told;
    Hula, and other dance types.
The beats through us of a drum;
    Haunting harps, and all bagpipes;

Highland views that command rest;
    The quiet when out of town.
A stroll through a kept garden,
    An andante to wind down;

The ball off thee whacks their net;
    From net-chord, levelling luck!
Spoken French and chorused song;
    A warm bath to wash the muck.

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: WalkaboutsVerse
Date: 07 Jun 08 - 08:57 AM

To Plagiarist - please turn over a new leaf, respect the (C) on my work, and refrain from copy/pasting my verses willy nilly.

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: GUEST,plagiarist
Date: 07 Jun 08 - 09:18 AM

To paste your verses willy nilly
Would, I think, be rather silly.
It is with great care I move your lines
And it can take a hundred times,
Before at last, I find my movement
Is, to your verse, a great improvement

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: WalkaboutsVerse
Date: 07 Jun 08 - 09:27 AM

You forgot your title, Plagiarist...maybe "New Leaf"?

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: John MacKenzie
Date: 07 Jun 08 - 11:14 AM

The William McGonigle Chair of Poetry awaits your backside Walksaboutworse.
Fortunately for us all, it's at the University of Ursa Minor.

G

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: GUEST,Blind DRunk in Blind River
Date: 07 Jun 08 - 11:17 AM

Holy Flip! This must be what real flippin' poetry is all about, eh?

Good thing I ain't no flippin' poet is alls I can say.

- Shane

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: WalkaboutsVerse
Date: 07 Jun 08 - 11:44 AM

...you could be a poet who doesn't know it, Shane?

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: Don Firth
Date: 07 Jun 08 - 12:56 PM

Do his feet show it? They are Longfellows. . . .

Don Firth

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: WalkaboutsVerse
Date: 07 Jun 08 - 02:15 PM

As far as I know, Don, Logfellow, the American poet, wasn't born with a clubfoot...Bigfoot, maybe?!

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: Don Firth
Date: 07 Jun 08 - 05:12 PM

Logfellow?

I've heard of feet of clay, but not. . . .

Don Firth

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: WalkaboutsVerse
Date: 07 Jun 08 - 05:37 PM

Maybe Longfellow liked walks through the woods...looking for Bigfoot, even, sorry.

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: catspaw49
Date: 07 Jun 08 - 05:46 PM

No doofus.....Logfellow took giant shits in the woods......and later on your doorstep.
Spaw

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: GUEST,Blind DRunk in Blind River
Date: 07 Jun 08 - 07:33 PM

Holy flip, man! You got a dirty mouth! I don't even talk that bad to people, eh? Who the flip do you flippin' think you are, you dipwad? If you stood up in fronta me and talked like that to ME I would flippin' lay the gloves on you, ya flippin' retread!

- Shane

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: catspaw49
Date: 07 Jun 08 - 08:06 PM

Shane you miserable fockin' jadrool, you can't even find your ass with one hand so the idea of laying gloves on me is gawdamn hilarious. Like your buddy Hawk, you ain't nothin' but a broke-dick mamalucca whose mother left your best parts as a brown stain on the backseat of a beat-up '39 Chevy. And like Walksy-Versy-Turdy, your cranial rectal inversion is so deep and has been in place for so long you are in danger of going blind in the perennial dark. Both you and Walksy are jagovs and blowboys who could suck the valves out of 429 Ford.

So take your sad-ass post and your midget dick and slide them both up Walksy's ass right beside his empty friggin' head.

And don't go be fuckin' doin' dozens with a pro no more........

Spaw

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: GUEST,Blind DRunk in Blind River
Date: 07 Jun 08 - 08:16 PM

Yeah?????? Flip YOU, man! I will find out where you live, looser-boy, and I will come down there when I have become famous and rich and all and I will SHAME you pubicly, ya flippin' bolthole! I will say to the people around "See this idiot who calls himself Catspaw49? This guy coulda been a half normle dude with a little work and attenshun, but youse can all see now that THAT never flippin' happened, eh? You see what he is NOW, eh? He is the biggest flippin' looser with the tiniest flippin' dip in North flippin' America!" Ha! Ha! Ha! I will flippin' hewmilliate you right in fornt of yer flippin pears, man, and laff in yer face. Yer kind are put out in the trash at birth around where I live. You would not even BE here now if yer parents had of been people in Blind River.

- Shane

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: catspaw49
Date: 07 Jun 08 - 08:26 PM

Christ on a fuckin' crutch, talk about your nutsack lickers, you might be as big as Walky in the ball lapping department. I am having a tough time working up anything like fear of a simpleass cocksucker like yourself who can't even really cuss but gets lost in a sea of euphemisms. Flippin' bolthole? Gimmee a fuckin' break Limpdick....Trot your Canuck ass right down here and draw down boy..........

Spaw

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: WalkaboutsVerse
Date: 08 Jun 08 - 05:17 AM

To Catspaw49: if you persist with your I'm-the-naughtiest-schoolkid-so-there language, I think the Mudcat moderators should reconsider their censorship policy, and put you back in your kitty-litter.

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: WalkaboutsVerse
Date: 08 Jun 08 - 05:47 AM

(NOT THE WEEKLY WALKABOUT)

Poem 169 of 230: PERFIDA GENS - SUMMER 2001

On the estate:
    Abuse by day,
Banging at night -
    Sleep wars, I'd say.

Attempts on a car:
    Repaired by day,
Inflamed at night -
    Revenge, I'd say.

A gran's garden:
    Well-clipped by day,
Flame-scorched at night -
    Disgrace, I'd say.

Summing this up:
    As in Bede's day,
Manners are free -
    Faithless, I'd say.

From walkaboutsverse.741.com

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: Little Hawk
Date: 08 Jun 08 - 11:40 AM

Thank God! The poetry is back. Life resumes its even tenor and peace is restored to the troubled heart and mind.

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: Jeri
Date: 08 Jun 08 - 11:44 AM

An 'even tenor'?
I say, by God,
The ones I'VE met,
Are a little odd.

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: Amos
Date: 08 Jun 08 - 12:06 PM

And if these couplets
bring you peace
Put your hands to your eyes,
And feel for fleece.

But if with calm
They fill your head,
Try a check on your pulse,
For you may be dead.

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: WalkaboutsVerse
Date: 08 Jun 08 - 12:34 PM

You can, if you wish/dare folks, hear this here "tenor" try to introduce, with an "even tenor" (above), an E. trad and a hymn at myspace.

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: GUEST
Date: 09 Jun 08 - 02:45 AM

Gret Stuff. Several notes were in tune

Stu

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: GUEST,Willy Nilly
Date: 09 Jun 08 - 11:45 AM

You continually go on about people infringing on you copyrighted work willy nilly. Kindly cease and desist your infringement upon the © copyright of my name. Thanking you, in advance, for your prompt attention in this matter.

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: WalkaboutsVerse
Date: 09 Jun 08 - 12:11 PM

I'm not sure, may I call you Will?, if my use of "willy nilly" will ever be nil, but I will keep the matter in mind.

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: Little Hawk
Date: 09 Jun 08 - 02:55 PM

Be careful using the term "helter skelter" as well.

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: Don Firth
Date: 09 Jun 08 - 03:21 PM

Uh . . . GUEST, which notes were those?

I'm a trained musician and I have a pretty good ear, but I wasn't even able to determing what key it was in.

Don Firth

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: Amos
Date: 09 Jun 08 - 03:31 PM

Why? Do you think Mr. Skelter will file a lawsuit?


A

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: Def Shepard
Date: 09 Jun 08 - 03:44 PM

That willy nilly post is hilarious, however WAV's attempt at a reply shows a distinct deficiency in the ha! ha! department.

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: WalkaboutsVerse
Date: 09 Jun 08 - 03:49 PM

Dear Don, on my myspace playlist: The Water is Wide (E. Trad.) is in F, Walkabout with my Pen (me) is in D, Tees to Tyne (me) is in G, When I survey the Wonderous Cross (Miller, Watts) is in D, and Young Emma (E. trad.) is in...?

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: Don Firth
Date: 09 Jun 08 - 04:12 PM

Was in those keys? Well, I guess you did have them kind of surrounded. . . .

Don Firth

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: irishenglish
Date: 09 Jun 08 - 04:31 PM

Actually I find his singing to be very avant garde. As in 'avant garde a clue!

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: GUEST
Date: 09 Jun 08 - 04:37 PM

A few notes were close to C in Young Emma - close, but not dangerously so

Stu

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: Def Shepard
Date: 09 Jun 08 - 04:38 PM

None of those songs are in my repetoire (nor will they ever be), so like irishenglish I avant garde a clue :-D

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: Don Firth
Date: 09 Jun 08 - 04:55 PM

Far be it from me to try to discourage anyone's efforts, but one really should exercise a bit of judgment and self-evaluation, and be willing to listen to the frank criticism and advice of knowledgeable people.

One of the good things about sites like YouTube and MySpace is that they make it easier for singers, musicians and such to get their work out there. Much easier than it used to be. One used to have to pass an audition or be hired by someone before you could appear before an audience, which, in many cases, is not a bad thing. Or one had to get past an editor to get one's writing published

But the problem—the flip side of the internet making it so easy—is that there are a whole lot of people who are simply "not ready for prime time" who are pushing their stuff out there, with the result that they look pretty amateurish if not downright gawdawful! Not a good thing for trying to build a reputation or develop a following. Pushing your stuff out there before you're really ready can be a major blunder and a career killer.

I had an artist friend some years ago who uttered something that any aspiring artist, writer, poet, or even musician ought to keep in mind. He said, "The most valuable tool an artist has is his wastebasket—and the good judgment to know when to use it!"

Don Firth

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: Def Shepard
Date: 09 Jun 08 - 05:03 PM

The Water Is Wide (also called O Waly, Waly) is thought to be an English or Scottish folk song and the stronger evidence points very firmly to it being Scottish.
Then there is the popular set of lyrics to this song that begin

The water is wide, I cannot cross o'er
Neither have I the wings to fly.
Give me a boat, that will carry two,
And both shall row, my true love and I.

These, according to a couple of very learned musical associates of mine (one teaches at the Birmingham Conservatoire), may well be Irish in origin... oops! :-D

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: WalkaboutsVerse
Date: 09 Jun 08 - 05:14 PM

That on publishing from a man who just published: "I'm a trained musician and I have a pretty good ear, but I wasn't even able to determing what key it was in." (Don Firth, above)...and, voice aside, Don, the top-line notes played on recorder and keyboard are DEFINITELY as on the score; so, if you do have a trained ear, you should be able to tell the key from the instrumentation on The Water is Wide, and When I Survey the Wonderous Cross, at least.
As for Young Emma, the notation doesn't seem to be on the web, yet, but it is in The Penguin Book of English Folk Songs, which I don't have...?

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: Don Firth
Date: 09 Jun 08 - 05:34 PM

I was aware of what keys the recorder was in. Being a fixed-pitch instrument, there isn't a lot you can do to screw that up (but it can be done!). But "voice aside" indeed! That's what I am referring to, WAV. You are singing off-pitch much of the time.

As I say, you are not "ready for prime time."

Time in the woodshed, man. Practice. Record yourself and listen critically to the playback. Then practice some more until you can get it right.

This is what you should do--should have done--before putting it on MySpace.

You may not like to hear that, but believe me, it's bloody good advice!

Don Firth

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: Def Shepard
Date: 09 Jun 08 - 05:41 PM

Now, Young Emma/Young Edwin in the Lowlands Low / Edwin , interesting song indeed. Martin Carthy sings a version of this song on the 1992 Fellside Records release, Voices: English Traditional Songs ( I have this record in my collection). Peter Bellamy made a recording, singing it unaccompanied, in 1979 as Edmund in the Lowlands for his album Both Sides Then.

Both Carthy's version and Bellamy's version are American in origin, Carthy's from the Ozark Mountains, and Bellamy's from the singing of Gale Huntington of Martha's Vineyard.
Oh and Steeleye Span do a shortened version of the song on Now We Are Six (also in my record collection)

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: Little Hawk
Date: 09 Jun 08 - 05:52 PM

Hey, c'mon, Don! I've heard worse singing than that...

It was in Blind River one time. Man! You should've been there. Un-flippin'-be-LEEV-able!

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: Don Firth
Date: 09 Jun 08 - 06:43 PM

"An he had been a dog that should have howled thus, they would have hanged him: and I pray God his bad voice bode no mischief. I had as lief have heard the night-raven, come what plague could have come after it."
                                                    —Much Ado About Nothing, Act II, scene 3, William Shakespeare.

Don Firth

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: McGrath of Harlow
Date: 09 Jun 08 - 06:49 PM

666!!

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: Don Firth
Date: 09 Jun 08 - 08:44 PM

The devil, you say!??

Don Firth

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: WalkaboutsVerse
Date: 10 Jun 08 - 05:10 AM

Whatever the present standard of my intonation, Don, I do, indeed, keep working on it by playing, singing, playing, singing...

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: GUEST,Volgadon
Date: 10 Jun 08 - 05:40 AM

Wav, you have a good voice. Don is right in saying that you shouldn't put anything online untill you have worked out some of the kinks.

Isaac Babel, a Russian-Jewish writer (he reminds me of O. Henry) published a few stories in Gorky's paper during 1916. Gorky recognised talent when he saw it, but he encouraged Babel to hone his skills and get to know people better, before publishing anything more. Babel took the advice to heart. It wasn't until the 20s when he felt that he could now express his thoughts succintly and clearly enough for publication.

One of my absolute favourite authors is Rafael Sabatini. His literary merits are often overlooked, but Captain Blood and Scaramouche are brilliant books.Most of his early stuff, however, is pretty poor. He himself admitted that and tried to keep them from being republished. I happen to agree with him.

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: WalkaboutsVerse
Date: 10 Jun 08 - 06:12 AM

...I think I know what you mean, Volgadon: I've heard about poets, e.g., publishing young, and spending much of the rest of their career correcting things published. I was in my late 30s, and only make minor changes when I read/study my life's work annually.
As for publishing music on myspace, etc., I (as with most, I think) practise the piece until I feel I'm not going to get it a whole lot better, then record/publish/have a go!

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: GUEST,Volgadon
Date: 10 Jun 08 - 06:19 AM

WAV, your actual age has little to do with literary/artistic youth.

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: Little Hawk
Date: 10 Jun 08 - 12:12 PM

What I really have a yen to hear now is a lengthy poem about a day spent in Bournemouth.

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: Def Shepard
Date: 10 Jun 08 - 12:22 PM

One of my favourite odes is, Upon Viewing a Prospect of Purley, Parts 1-5.

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: Donuel
Date: 10 Jun 08 - 12:24 PM

While walking my dog.


breathing sweet candy air down by the creek
beneath the flowering vines
helps the water look like honey
while my dog smells everything she finds

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: Paul Burke
Date: 10 Jun 08 - 12:41 PM

While walking where Donuel walked his dog.

The air's sure sweet down by that creek
Where I look up at fluttering birds,
But why does it have to be, every week,
That I tread on a carpet of turds?

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: WalkaboutsVerse
Date: 10 Jun 08 - 12:58 PM

"What I really have a yen to hear now is a lengthy poem about a day spent in Bournemouth" (Little Hawk)...this one, from almost exactly 7 years ago, is the closest I can go (bit of controversy, too!)...

Poem 156 of 230: EASTBOURNE - SUMMER 2001

On the day before the solstice,
    I first sighted Eastbourne:
A beautiful elegant place -
    English culture untorn.

Two long days allowed two long lanes
    To be walked before dark -
One after travel on four trains,
    One post-Devonshire Park.

The first was between sea and heath,
    And gardens signed by post,
Then up the Downs to view, beneath,
    The brutal handsome coast.

The next, contrasting that before,
    Showed all kinds of vessels -
Parked up along the pebbly whore
    And in marina cells.

(But, as for the women's tennis,
    It soon became a qualm -
As I was put-off by what is
    A great strain on their arm.)

From walkaboutsverse.741.com

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: Amos
Date: 10 Jun 08 - 01:03 PM

Shattering, simply shattering.


A

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: WalkaboutsVerse
Date: 10 Jun 08 - 01:10 PM

...as some say over the pond - sharks, Amos.

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: Def Shepard
Date: 10 Jun 08 - 01:18 PM

(bit of controversy, too!)...

where?

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: Don Firth
Date: 10 Jun 08 - 01:47 PM

You're obviously pretty serious about this, WAV. More power to you!

As far as your intonation is concerned, singing on pitch is a bit like shooting from the hip. When you first try it, you miss a lot. But the more you work at it—if you pay careful attention and are sufficiently self-critical—the more accurate you become.

You have to hear the note, a sequence of notes, or a whole phrase clearly in your "mind's ear" before you can duplicate it with your voice. It takes awhile and it takes regular, concentrated practice. But it's well worth it! Recording practice sessions, then listening to the playback can be a real help.

Don't ever make the mistake of thinking "Well, it's a folk song, so it doesn't have to be that good." I've occasional heard beginning singers say something like that, and in addition to showing a touch of contempt for the music itself, it's an attitude that is guaranteed not to produce desirable results. If it's worth singing at all, it's worth taking the time to learn to sing it as well as you possibly can.

Trying a song out for another pair of ears before you put it out there for the public is not a bad idea.

Don Firth

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: WalkaboutsVerse
Date: 10 Jun 08 - 02:22 PM

I agree with that Don, and what I sometimes do is go through just the first stanza (and chorus) of my repertoire - playing a line then singing a line straight after...and, from my 3rd favourite genre, I remember seeing a clip from an opera (?) where Joan Sutherland follows a transverse flute, in a similar (if much more sophisticated) way.
To DS: some may not like me questioning women's tennis in the last stanza of that poem - but I have hit a lot of tennis balls myself and know that it does, indeed, put a lot of strain on the racket arm; thus, in my opinion, table tennis is a better sport for females.

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: Def Shepard
Date: 10 Jun 08 - 02:30 PM

WAV said, "To DS: some may not like me questioning women's tennis in the last stanza of that poem"

I saw that, and have come to expect that sort of thing from you, therefore I don't take it or you seriously at all. I play tennis my self, hence my answer.

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: GUEST,Volgadon
Date: 10 Jun 08 - 02:37 PM

So why are men's and women's arms any different, is there a physiological reason I don't know about?

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: MMario
Date: 10 Jun 08 - 02:41 PM

that depends. Which physiological differences are you aware of?

I have a cousin who was at one point quite proficient as a women's wheelchair tennis player; but she felt it wasn't competitive enough so she started playing in the men's tournements. (did quite well from what I heard)

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: Def Shepard
Date: 10 Jun 08 - 02:52 PM

Don't rise to the bait, he does this all the time, and he's really not worth your valuable time, I've learned this.

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: GUEST,Volgadon
Date: 10 Jun 08 - 02:55 PM

Not in the arms, as far as I'm aware of.

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: Don Firth
Date: 10 Jun 08 - 05:39 PM

As to the ability of women to play the game of tennis, obviously it is far, far too strenuous for the feminine physiology. Much too difficult a sport for the delicate little dears!

By way of proof, let me refer you to the following web site:    CLICKY

Women just aren't capable of developing the necessary upper body strength.   SEE?

And what can I say but   DUCK!!!??

Don Firth

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: Def Shepard
Date: 10 Jun 08 - 06:15 PM

Dennis is a menace with his
"Anyone for tennis?"
and he's always begging me
to keep the score
Maude say's "Oh Lord!
I'm so terribly bored,
and I really can't stand
it anymore

So..........

Those Weak Women At Wimbledon

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: Def Shepard
Date: 10 Jun 08 - 06:21 PM

Then there's the
List of French Open Women's Singles champions

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: Def Shepard
Date: 10 Jun 08 - 06:28 PM

and, of course, they have and do all play better than you, so, WAV, YOU are the weakest link. :-D

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: WalkaboutsVerse
Date: 10 Jun 08 - 07:29 PM

The top female players probably are a bit better than me, DS, but that's not the point - have a look at all the strapping, bulging muscles and veins of some of the top players you've listed; also, I've heard a well known English ex-player say she often played with pain killing injections in her racket-arm...as I say, table tennis is a better sport for females, as netball is a better team sport than rugby for females. Most of the coaches on the women's tour are men whose main job, nowadays, it seems to me, is to grind away femininity - not my cup of tea, and I disagree with the modern slogan - "women can do anything".
Having said that, I would like to quickly add that I have no problem at all with the next Archbishop of Canterbury, e.g., being a female, whereas many others still do.

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: TheSnail
Date: 10 Jun 08 - 07:45 PM

A Subaltern's Love Song

Miss J. Hunter Dunn, Miss J. Hunter Dunn,
Furnish'd and burnish'd by Aldershot sun,
What strenuous singles we played after tea,
We in the tournament - you against me!

Love-thirty, love-forty, oh! weakness of joy,
The speed of a swallow, the grace of a boy,
With carefullest carelessness, gaily you won,
I am weak from your loveliness, Joan Hunter Dunn.

Miss Joan Hunter Dunn, Miss Joan Hunter Dunn,
How mad I am, sad I am, glad that you won,
The warm-handled racket is back in its press,
But my shock-headed victor, she loves me no less.

Her father's euonymus shines as we walk,
And swing past the summer-house, buried in talk,
And cool the verandah that welcomes us in
To the six-o'clock news and a lime-juice and gin.

The scent of the conifers, sound of the bath,
The view from my bedroom of moss-dappled path,
As I struggle with double-end evening tie,
For we dance at the Golf Club, my victor and I.

On the floor of her bedroom lie blazer and shorts,
And the cream-coloured walls are be-trophied with sports,
And westering, questioning settles the sun,
On your low-leaded window, Miss Joan Hunter Dunn.

The Hillman is waiting, the light's in the hall,
The pictures of Egypt are bright on the wall,
My sweet, I am standing beside the oak stair
And there on the landing's the light on your hair.

By roads "not adopted", by woodlanded ways,
She drove to the club in the late summer haze,
Into nine-o'clock Camberley, heavy with bells
And mushroomy, pine-woody, evergreen smells.

Miss Joan Hunter Dunn, Miss Joan Hunter Dunn,
I can hear from the car park the dance has begun,
Oh! Surrey twilight! importunate band!
Oh! strongly adorable tennis-girl's hand!

Around us are Rovers and Austins afar,
Above us the intimate roof of the car,
And here on my right is the girl of my choice,
With the tilt of her nose and the chime of her voice.

And the scent of her wrap, and the words never said,
And the ominous, ominous dancing ahead.
We sat in the car park till twenty to one
And now I'm engaged to Miss Joan Hunter Dunn.

        -- John Betjeman

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: catspaw49
Date: 10 Jun 08 - 08:10 PM

WalkUponCrap.......LMAOLMAOLMAO......Geeziz Man.....or whatever it is you are, you are FUBAR as all hell ain'tcha?   I love it! When was the last time your head popped out of your ass and you saw daylight?   What a fuckin' jadrool........

I have a feeling you may be right about women not being able to do everything. For instance, I can't think of any who would have any form of sex with you on the worst day she ever had.........Not even Chongo's girlfriend!   Even when you resort to Ma Thumb and her four daughters, three are left out of the action and Ma is bored to death.

Spaw

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: Amos
Date: 10 Jun 08 - 08:12 PM

AH, how lovely, clubby, palsy-walsy, Empire-epical!!


A

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: Don Firth
Date: 10 Jun 08 - 08:41 PM

Sweet mother of Zeus!!

Re:   women and tennis, I believe Bobby Riggs and Billie Jean King had a little disagreement about this a few decades back. They put it to the test on the tennis court and Billie Jean chewed him up, spit him out, and tap-danced on his remains, hardly working up a sweat in the process. Bobby was duly chastened and managed to keep his silly, male-chauvinist piggy mouth more-or-less closed after that. There are many, of course, who seem incapable of learning from history.

Nevertheless, we must, of course, keep the delicate little dears barefoot, pregnant, and in the kitchen.

Don Firth

I think i see a throwback WAVing to us from the Victorian era. . . .

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: GUEST,Volgadon
Date: 11 Jun 08 - 03:42 AM

I thought male tennis players needed pain-killing injections too.

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: WalkaboutsVerse
Date: 11 Jun 08 - 04:52 AM

To Snail - thanks for the John Betjeman and, for what it's worth, I do agree with him on quite a lot, but any other Miss out there for TABLE tennis?
To Catspaw - once again, please get back to your kittie litter.
To Amos and the blue (is that from our umpire?) - I hate imperialism, be it Victorian or any other, frankly.
Dear Don - I admitted most top females would probalbly do a BJK on me, but that's not the point; the point is, rather, Volgadon, that I don't like members of the fairer sex belting tennis balls with a pain-killing-injected tennis arm. And further...

Poem 211 of 230: AT FRONT LINES

I can't suckle a baby -
    God planned on some divisions;
Women are with war-weapons -
    We have fallen morally.

From walkaboutsverse.741.com

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: GUEST,Volgadon
Date: 11 Jun 08 - 05:58 AM

My point is that at any professional level, both males and females will need pain killers. Playing tennis, for fun, as a hobby, is perfectly fine.

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: GUEST,Volgadon
Date: 11 Jun 08 - 05:59 AM

I have an unrelated question, WAV. Could you include a full list of the 40 countries you said you visited?

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: WalkaboutsVerse
Date: 11 Jun 08 - 06:37 AM

Can we just settle on about 40, Volgadon - to be more precise would be very difficult, as boundaries have changed considerably; e.g., tensions were just beginning to rise as I travelled through what was Yugoslavia (and this is a statement of fact, not a judgement on the matter), and there were two Germanys at this time...

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.
I walked past plain buildings and cars,
    And entered a small food-store.
Its goods were plain, also: no sweet bars;
    The essentials - not much more.
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,Volgadon
Date: 11 Jun 08 - 07:34 AM

I would really be interested in knowing which. Surely, it can't be that hard to write them down.

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: WalkaboutsVerse
Date: 11 Jun 08 - 08:54 AM

Republic of Ireland
The UK or 3/4 nations?
Australia
New Zealand/Aotearoa
Fiji
USA
Mexico
Hong Kong (now China)?
Macau (now China)?
Portugal
Spain
France
Monaco
Italy
Turkey
Hungary
Socialist Federal Republic of Yugoslavia (now 6 nations)?
GDR (now Germany)?
West Germany (now Germany)?
Austria
Switzerland
Holland/Netherlands
Belgium
Greece
Denmark
Sweden
Finland
Norway
Kingdom of Nepal (now Republic of Nepal :-)
India
Thailand
Malaysia
Indonesia
Singapore
Kenya
(passed through a couple of others, and took in the scenery, without alighting the train)

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: Stu
Date: 11 Jun 08 - 08:57 AM

". . . but I've never been to me . . ."

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: catspaw49
Date: 11 Jun 08 - 09:13 AM

Probably at least 38 or so that you can't return to Walkswithoutballs.

I figure many sent you packing for boring everyone to death and the others simply becasue you're a pea-brained stupid shit.

Spaw

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: Ruth Archer
Date: 11 Jun 08 - 09:59 AM

I've been to most of those. But i don't go on about it.

And I didn't travel on a shoestring, either.

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: Amos
Date: 11 Jun 08 - 10:07 AM

Technically, on a shoe-sole. A plastic replacement for the natural organ, mayhap.

A

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: catspaw49
Date: 11 Jun 08 - 10:09 AM

I think he has a lot of real tiny natural organs Amos........

Spaw

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: WalkaboutsVerse
Date: 11 Jun 08 - 10:31 AM

Look, Ruth - I was repeatedly asked.

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: GUEST,Volgadon
Date: 11 Jun 08 - 10:41 AM

Well, I asked because you are always going on about them. Thanks for the answer. How long, on average, did you spend in them?

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: Ruth Archer
Date: 11 Jun 08 - 10:58 AM

And I responded as I did because you are always going on about them, as if it makes you extraordinary or gives you some special anthropological insight.

You should understand that, as with your qualifications, it may be the case that people around you are equally well or even better travelled - they just don't feel compelled to drop it into every sentence as a badge of honour.

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: WalkaboutsVerse
Date: 11 Jun 08 - 10:58 AM

About 40 counries divided by about a year, Miss - but more time visiting places in Aus. and England, of course.

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: WalkaboutsVerse
Date: 11 Jun 08 - 11:43 AM

That should be about 52 weeks divided by about 40 countries, sorry - so, say, 8-9 days per country, on average, Volgadon.

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: Little Hawk
Date: 11 Jun 08 - 12:39 PM

What about Liechtenstein, the world's next superpower in waiting? Have you been there yet? I want to hear some poetry about Liechtenstein.

Pay no attention to Catspaw! The man is slipping into his third childhood and cannot be considered to really exist in the realms of sentient life any longer. ;-)

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: WalkaboutsVerse
Date: 11 Jun 08 - 12:57 PM

Never been there, LH, but you've reminded me of steep-sloped Luxembourg, where I enjoyed a day's walkabout, although I didn't pen any verses about it.

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: Def Shepard
Date: 11 Jun 08 - 01:36 PM

WAV says, " I disagree with the modern slogan - "women can do anything".
I don't and I would take great pleasure, me a 61 year old female, laying your sorry rear end all over any given tennis court, which, most assuredly I would do, make no mistake about it.

You are the weakest link.

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: Def Shepard
Date: 11 Jun 08 - 01:40 PM

I also don't have a problem with women in combat, if that's what they want to do, something I doubt you've ever had the nerve to do, which, with all your patriotic posturing makes you a complete hypocrite

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: Ruth Archer
Date: 11 Jun 08 - 01:42 PM

"where I enjoyed a day's walkabout, although I didn't pen any verses about it."

Thank god for small mercies.

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: Little Hawk
Date: 11 Jun 08 - 02:03 PM

Goodness sakes! All this vitriolic vituperation, spite, and unearned hostility! Come now, ladies! The man is doing nothing harmful here. He is merely traipsing about the planet and penning heartfelt verses about the things and places he encounters, much like a latter day McGonagall or Wordsworth. Methinks you should take your ire elsewhere. You could, for instance, kick that nasty little yapping dog that follows you about everywhere. Do it now. You'll feel much better, even if the dog won't.

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: Big Mick
Date: 11 Jun 08 - 02:09 PM

Thanks, Hawk, for saying what I have been feeling. Since its inception, this thread has bugged me, but my response has been to simply ignore it. This fellow certainly takes his craft serious, and though it didn't interests me, I don't begrudge him his platform. It is exactly what the old barn is supposed to house. I have been bothered lately much more by the nasty, judgemental comments than I have been by the verse. What's the point, folks??? One thing we know about the art we create is that it will appeal to some and not to others. Perhaps a dose of nasty judgement on your collective posts, lyrics, tunes, and demeanors would help you to understand how that feels?

Write and post on, Walkaboutsverse.

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: Def Shepard
Date: 11 Jun 08 - 02:13 PM

sorry "Big Mick", did you say something? :-D

I don't kick small or anyother sort of dog, though apparently, "Little Hawk" you have some experience in this area

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: WalkaboutsVerse
Date: 11 Jun 08 - 02:29 PM

TABLE tennis at dawn, then, DS!

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: Def Shepard
Date: 11 Jun 08 - 02:36 PM

Obviously you're incapable of anyting other than a child's game, just as ! thought, a braggart. WAV either put up or shut up, Personally I doubt you can play tennis.

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: WalkaboutsVerse
Date: 11 Jun 08 - 02:50 PM

...joking apart, DS, born with a clubfoot, frankly, I'm too slow, but I did manage to play A-grade juniors for Bill Gilmour's (ex-Australian Open referee) tennis school (Tod Woodbridge was also there), in Sydney, Australia - long before I repatriated in 1997.
Nowdays, I just hit a few balls, every other Saturday, to keep fit.

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: Def Shepard
Date: 11 Jun 08 - 03:19 PM

Did I say I was joking, boy? I don't believe I did. I don't want to see another word about how "weak" women are on the court, or anywhere else., I called your bluff, you blinked first, now run along.

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: Little Hawk
Date: 11 Jun 08 - 03:52 PM

Hey, DS, you never know till you try, right? I'm just suggesting handy ways you can blow off steam that would make a lot more sense than coming to another person's poetry thread and repeatedly subjecting him to personal abuse because you don't like his poetry. ;-) But perhaps you have made the error of taking my comments more seriously than they were intended...

No nasty little yapping dog to kick? Well, then, you could fight with your neighbours over something or you could yell at the man on the TV screen because he just gave a bad weather report. Either of those activities would serve equally well to spend a little of your bile in a relatively harmless manner and they wouldn't take up unnecessary bandwidth on WAV's poetry thread, right?

So think about it. ;-D

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: Big Mick
Date: 11 Jun 08 - 03:59 PM

Right dead on, LH. I guess I would feel different if this person had been around more than 12 seconds, and had shown the courage to post some of his/her work for us to examine and critique. It's way easy to just be critical when you don't have to worry about someone doing the same to you.

Write on, WAV

Mick

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: Def Shepard
Date: 11 Jun 08 - 04:16 PM

and maybe BM and LH should read other entries on other threads, by WAV, you'll see what sort of person he is, other's have noticed as well, and I've been around alot longer than 12 seconds. :

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: Amos
Date: 11 Jun 08 - 04:36 PM

As the world soes often frown
On all but the most common nouns,
Use them wisely; do not choose
Phrases not extremely used.

Better tired words in hand,
Than some notion, free or grand,
Which some lady (old, and fearful)
Might deem much too bright or cheerful.

Ponder much, then, to avoid
Terms by which folks get annoyed;
And select for people's reading
Thoughts that don't require breeding.

Nothing new, awake, disarming,
Unfamilar thoughts alarming,
To be safe, you'll find it true -- it
Always serves to serve up suet.

Guidelines For the Meretricious
Winston Smith Brothers
"Rhymes for the Very Correct"
Orwelll Dot Endzwell Dot Comm
London, 1984

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: Big Mick
Date: 11 Jun 08 - 04:45 PM

Well, DS, I actually went back and read through most of the thread before I posted. I have been doing so for several days, because I noticed the tenor the thread had taken a negative turn. And my comments were more intended for good friends that are making comments that I found troubling. Not you, whom I don't know, and whom I didn't have any opinion on. But you shot your mouth off and got all smart assed. Fair enough, hot dog, but you put a target on yourself. Now let it lie, if you are smart.

I will say it again. Go ahead and put an example of your work out here for others to evaluate and critique. Until then, you are just another two bit critic with an opinion. Opinions are like assholes. Everyone has them and they often stink.

Mick

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: Def Shepard
Date: 11 Jun 08 - 05:11 PM

BM,Let it lie sounds like a threat, In order for a "target" to be on me, as you so quaintly put it, I'd have to care what you think. There are those here, whose opinions I do value, you're not one of them

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: Big Mick
Date: 11 Jun 08 - 05:18 PM

Actually, dim wit, it was a statement of fact. You are the one who made the comment that invited response. If what I say didn't matter, you wouldn't respond at all.

OK, I am out of this one as far as responding to the ignorant one goes.

To LH, sorry for the side track, the mosquitoes distracted me. I support your position on this one and go with my original response.

Mick

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: Gene Burton
Date: 11 Jun 08 - 05:19 PM

I agree with Mick's post of 02:09PM.

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: Def Shepard
Date: 11 Jun 08 - 05:19 PM

Oh dear :-D some people do take things way too seriously, :-D

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: Don Firth
Date: 11 Jun 08 - 05:28 PM

A little parable for us to read while we all calm down:

A few centuries back, an actress by the name of Antoinette de Maupin was attending a soiree in the manor house of a French aristocrat. At the time, actresses were regarded as little better than prostitutes, and despite the fact that her escort was at the top of the social structure, several aristocratic but ill-mannered young men fell to making loud, rude comments about her. They were way out of line.

When none of the assembled "gentlemen"—including the man who had brought her—would speak up in her behalf, she stepped forward and challenged these loudmouthed louts in powdered wigs—all six of them—to meet her in the garden, immediately, sword in hand. Thus challenged by this small and slender young woman, they could not demur without leaving a major blot on both their honor and their manhood.

She borrowed a smallsword (the elegant, lightweight sword with a slender 34 or 35 inch blade worn by "gentlemen of quality" during the late eighteenth and early nineteenth centuries) and stepped through the French windows into the garden. The six "gentlemen" followed her into the garden. All trained in fencing, as young gentlemen of the era were as a matter of course, they were confident that the first one up would quickly "pink" her on the forearm and that would be the end of that. They found the whole thing quite amusing

Little did they know that one of Antoinette's paramours had been a fencing master, and he had taught her the art of the sword.

Taking them on one by one, she killed three of them. It took the other three this long for it to sink in that the young woman was most formidable with a sword in her hand. Stammering in awe and bewilderment, they proceeded to tender abject apologies to her for their egregious and ungentlemanly behavior. She accepted their apologies with good grace, returned the borrowed sword to its owner, and rejoined the party.

Needless to say, everyone was very polite to her after that.

###

Both of my sisters were athletes with national championships to their credit. I learned early on not to underestimate the prowess of the female sex in any endeavor in which they chose to engage.

Don Firth

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: Def Shepard
Date: 11 Jun 08 - 05:34 PM

The American athlete, Mildred Ella "Babe" Didrikson comes to mind. She achieved outstanding success in golf, basketball and track and field. Not bad for the so-called "weaker" sex

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: Little Hawk
Date: 11 Jun 08 - 06:27 PM

I love that story about Antoinette de Maupin, Don! Simply marvelous.

DS, I have never considered women to be the "weaker" sex. Never at any moment in my life. Matter of fact, I consider men to be the weaker sex overall, despite the macho posturing that so many of them have engaged in since time immemorial. I have no sympathy with that approach at all, and have never engaged in it. I despise traditionally patriarchal authority systems. I admire women tremendously. In my opinion they are, on average, more mature and more responsible than men, they are the glue that holds society together, and when they take up traditionally male roles they usually do them every bit as well as men...if not better.

They also are often better songwriters, in my opinion...on average.

I've seen individual exceptions to everything I said above...but speaking in general terms? Women are formidable and anyone who thinks they are not has much to learn. ;-)

Ever read about Tomoe Gozen? She was a legendary female Samurai in ancient Japan, and she was the greatest warrior of her age. I would rather read stories about her than about any male Samurai that ever lived.

Of my greatest heroes (musical or otherwise)...you would be surprised how many are women.

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: Ruth Archer
Date: 11 Jun 08 - 07:15 PM

Gene - you forgot to include a link to your Myspace. I can only assume this was an oversight.

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: WalkaboutsVerse
Date: 12 Jun 08 - 04:38 AM

Poem 96 of 230: PARADIGMS

"Thirty-all" is, in effect, "deuce";
    Nobody has seen an "atom":
An atom remains a model;
    "Thirty-all" an umpire's call.
"They we just simply had to bomb";
    And there are other given "truths"...

If we humans evolved from apes,
Why on earth are there living apes?

From walkaboutsverse.741.com

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: Paul Burke
Date: 12 Jun 08 - 05:59 AM

Thank god for small mercies.

Thank god for small verses. Or small nurses for that matter.

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: GUEST,Joe
Date: 12 Jun 08 - 07:09 AM

Can you explain what, in your view, is a paradigm? And therefore, what is the relevance of the apes?

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: WalkaboutsVerse
Date: 12 Jun 08 - 08:12 AM

Hi Joe: thinking WITHIN a model/framework; accepting/taking things for granted, rather than challenging - be it, e.g., evolution (above) or capitalism (below):

"ENDS

Within the broader music industry, and beyond, what some get for their hour's work compared with others is ridiculous and inhumane; hence, many relatively competent musicians within the folk-scene are
really struggling to make ends meet; so, if we like fair competition, we don't like capitalism. A better way, as I've suggested in verse, is to accept that humans are competitive, and have strong regulations (partly via nationalisation) to make that competition as fair as possible – whilst also providing 'safety-net' support" (from here).

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: GUEST,Volgadon
Date: 12 Jun 08 - 08:53 AM

I haven't posted any examples of my poetry, because they are excerable. I did myself (and others) the favour of binning them. Unimaginative, poor rhythm, no feeling, simply put.
I'm not very good at writing it, but I love poetry and feel competent that I can judge when it simply isn't very good. WAV put up his work on a forum, so he ought to expect criticism.

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: GUEST,Joe
Date: 12 Jun 08 - 09:45 AM

I'm sure there is room in the evolutionary model for apes. I dont think things necessarily evolve into something better, more something different, usually by accident - creating the huge (but sadly ever decreasing) number of species we find today. To suggest that humans would evolve and therefore make apes obsolete implies that evolution is some sort of grand plan, which I dont think it is.

Are you implying some sort of creationist theory in your poem?

Your point about capitalism is fine, but when it comes to musicians, it is a little flawed, otherwise I would become a pro tomorrow, providing the safety nets were in place. Noone may choose to listen to me, but there we go. The creative types in the arts world usually find a way to subvert (or transcend?) the capitalist system, but I suppose we all need to put bread on the table somehow.

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: catspaw49
Date: 12 Jun 08 - 09:46 AM

Okay Volga......good point.

WAV.......Your "poetry" is pathetic and the few messages which are understandable at all are racist, bigoted, and generally just plain, fucking moronic. Even your explanations (like this last one) make no sense whatsoever. But feel free to keep posting the shit. Dumbfucks make me laugh and you're a riot!!!

Spaw

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: WalkaboutsVerse
Date: 12 Jun 08 - 10:36 AM

I wish a (Mud)cat would get your tongue, Catspaw.

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: Paul Burke
Date: 12 Jun 08 - 11:15 AM

If we humans evolved from apes,
Why on earth are there living apes?

Because we specialised differently from them. Their evolutionary line was just as viable as ours- that's why they still exist. Look at it another way- if apes evolved from bacteria, why are there still bacteria? The answer is simple- because they can find something to live on. And the first eukaryotes that evolved from bacteria* could also find something to live on, so they survived (until they died out, but not before they'd evolved into the something else that eventially evolved into the next thing that.... led to apes).

Get over the idea that evolution is a linear thing, that it's going somewhere. It certainly WENT somewhere, but that's another thing entirely.

* Actually, it's probably truer to say that bacteria and eukaryotes (i=ncluding apes and people) shared a common ancestor. DNA analysis is throwing up some remarkable results, including that many assumtions about lineages are being challenged.

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: catspaw49
Date: 12 Jun 08 - 11:17 AM

Hey great Walky!!! Glad to know I'm getting to you. Of course it also means your entertainment value has lessened so I'll probably be posting less to you. Enjoy your thread.......

Spaw

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: Don Firth
Date: 12 Jun 08 - 12:49 PM

Science has found the "missing link" between primitive apes and civilized man.

He is us.

Don Firth

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: Amos
Date: 12 Jun 08 - 01:57 PM

To walk from here to past Land's End;
And then, to turn toward home again;
To think my thoughts, just as I please,
The kind that come with careless ease;

To blend them up, like half-made dreams
Blended with cheap vanilla cream,
Two nightmare shades, a tear, a joke,
A squirt of concentrate of Coke;

Sprinkle with apathy refined,
And insight from a sightless mind,
Stir until rattled, chill 'til dull
And harder on hands than taffy pull.

Then to shove all this down your throat
With all the grace of a three-legged stoat
This is my most insidious scheme!
This is my hope, my deepest dream.

And should you hope my hand to stay,
I'm going to publish, anyway.

Myra Pizallim Pourtant
Ranting Incantations and Mumbles
World Ineptitude and Impotency Council Publication (WIICP)
New York, NY, 2001

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: GUEST,Poetry Lover
Date: 12 Jun 08 - 02:01 PM

I doubt that WalkaboutsVerse will be winning the Forward Prize, the Queen's Gold Medal for Poetry, or the T. S. Eliot Prize any time soon, if ever, but his poems will certainly be of interest to scatologists.

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: irishenglish
Date: 12 Jun 08 - 03:15 PM

I posted this on another thread regarding WAV:



With apologies to Fairport Convention, Richard Thompson and Dave Swarbrick:

Walkabout, Walkabout
Walkabout with me
The more we walkaboutsverse together love
The lesser we'll agree, we'll agree....

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: Def Shepard
Date: 12 Jun 08 - 03:23 PM

One foot in his mouth,
one finger in his eye
Undertakers bow their heads
as WAV goes walking by...

Ohhhhh... (see above for the chorus)

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: WalkaboutsVerse
Date: 13 Jun 08 - 06:08 AM

Whilst warbling, a folky's finger may, rather, DS, go in his or her ear.

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: Def Shepard
Date: 13 Jun 08 - 12:45 PM

errrr...alright, whatever you say. Oh dear! I believe I said elsewhere that this person is definitely suffering from hA!ha! deficiency

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: catspaw49
Date: 13 Jun 08 - 04:29 PM

Yeah Shep, he's humor impaired along with everything else. And, while his finger goes to his ear, his head goes up his ass.

Spaw

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: WalkaboutsVerse
Date: 13 Jun 08 - 05:28 PM

Poem 146 of 230: HORSES FOR COURSES?

To some, in income-anticipation,
    Horse-balking at gates is a small debase;
To me, it seems a memory/fear case
    Over the coming whip-castigation.
To some, the winning jockey's elation
    Is the highlight of an ended horserace;
To me, the horse's bulged veins and scared face
    Undermine the winners' celebration.
I can't condone a punter's desire
    To gamble rather than earn a living,
    But can acknowledge a jockey's courage;
I can't see and think as a raced sire,
    Nor feel the scrapes hedges are giving,
    But find horses choiceless in their bondage.

From walkaboutsverse.741.com

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: The Sandman
Date: 13 Jun 08 - 06:03 PM

have you written a poem about the rejection of the lisbon treaty?

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: Little Hawk
Date: 13 Jun 08 - 06:18 PM

Are you jealous, Spaw? After all, very few people are limber enough to get their head anywhere near their own ass, let alone up it! I think you're just jealous. It's becoming more obvious with your every post.

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: Don Firth
Date: 13 Jun 08 - 08:39 PM

But it is incredible how many people actually manage it!

I may start up a business with a plastic surgeon of my acqauitance to install Plexiglas abdominal inserts so these limber folks won't have to keep bumping into things.

Don Firth

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: Don Firth
Date: 13 Jun 08 - 08:52 PM

Nope. Scratch that idea!

The plastic surgeon and I talked it over and checked out the preliminary sketches, and discovered an obvious design flaw. It's a closed loop. The only view the patient would get through the Plexiglas window would be of his or her own chest.

Oh, well. . . .

(But so many potential customers!!)

Don Firth

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: Don Firth
Date: 13 Jun 08 - 08:58 PM

Unless, of course, it involved bending back, around, and. . . .

(Hurts to even think about it!)

Time for potential customer survey.

Don Firth

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: Little Hawk
Date: 13 Jun 08 - 09:09 PM

Only yoga masters can do it.

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: Little Hawk
Date: 13 Jun 08 - 11:44 PM

But...they generally choose not to.

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: WalkaboutsVerse
Date: 14 Jun 08 - 04:06 AM

(From ASSes to horse racing to "Trooping the Colour"...if you have access to the BBC, please note how much the horses hate having a bit in their mouth, and imagine being pulled via pressure on your lips and gums for half a day.)

THE WEEKLY WALKABOUT, E.G.

Poem 204 of 230: ON FISHING REGULATION

It's not just what's taken
    That needs regulation:
Alive, caught fish suffer -
    Sometimes, right till supper;
And, when some fish are farmed,
    Homing instincts are harmed.
But to most it's insane
    To fret over such pain -
Though as much to a dog
    Would leave many agog.

From walkaboutsverse.741.com

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: WalkaboutsVerse
Date: 14 Jun 08 - 07:21 AM

Clare Balding, of the BBC, just commented on "Tooping the Colour" that her favourite horse almost seemed to be mouthing the commands of it's mount...no, no, no - it was, rather, trying to get the damn bit, by which it was being steered, out of it's mouth!

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: GUEST
Date: 14 Jun 08 - 10:41 AM

Genuine English fishhooks and horsebits are designed to cause no discomfort. Unlike some nations.

Stu

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: WalkaboutsVerse
Date: 14 Jun 08 - 11:08 AM

But when horses are free in the field, Stu, they are NOT constantly moving and frothing at the mouth in the stressed manner of those horses on "Trooping the Colour" parade.

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: Def Shepard
Date: 14 Jun 08 - 11:39 AM

Stu said, "Genuine English fishhooks and horsebits are designed to cause no discomfort. Unlike some nations."

and some people in those nations, I might add :-D

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: Amos
Date: 14 Jun 08 - 11:53 AM

I don't think anyone has designed people who cause no discomfort. Even babies.

What is this, some covert creationism movement?


A

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: WalkaboutsVerse
Date: 15 Jun 08 - 05:16 AM

To Amos - rather than keeping fish alive for freshness, we kill the pain and freeze them quick.

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: catspaw49
Date: 15 Jun 08 - 09:18 AM

Dear WalksWithHeadUp Ass,

That was a perfect example of why so many here think you're an asshole. Your response to Amos makes no sense and suggests you're on some kind of narcotic that has rendered whatever was left of your brain into the consistency of runny oatmeal. Try to at least respond on topic or a mod might consider this thread too is going nowhere (which I believe is the case).

Perhaps it is you that needs a quick freeze.........

Spaw

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: WalkaboutsVerse
Date: 15 Jun 08 - 09:38 AM

Where, Catspaw, does the rain in Spain tend to fall..?

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: Little Hawk
Date: 15 Jun 08 - 11:25 AM

Are you implying, Spaw, that there is no cruelty to fish in Ohio?

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: catspaw49
Date: 15 Jun 08 - 11:49 AM

So Hawk.....I see you have been ingesting some of WalksHoldingTinyBalls' drugs............You mainlining some of that NonSequiturium are ya'?

BTW, we are cruel to many fish here as we eat them a lot.....mercury and all!

Spaw

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: Amos
Date: 15 Jun 08 - 06:04 PM

Better to eat tuna full of mercury, than to drive a Mercury full of tuna, I always say. Haven't I always said that, Hawk? You know its true. It's one of the few things you can safely say I have always said, about the mercury and the tuna. It's a little joke, about cars and food, you see...



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Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: Little Hawk
Date: 15 Jun 08 - 07:27 PM

Your wit and your sagacity are without peer, Amos, as ever. ;-)

Spaw, you have reminded me that there was a halfbreed scout working for General Custer to whom the Lakota had given that same name: Walks Holding Tiny Balls

After the Battle of the Little Big Horn, though, they changed his name to Used To Walk Holding Tiny Balls.

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: catspaw49
Date: 15 Jun 08 - 07:56 PM

Didn't the Lakota call Custer RidesIntoHellWithNoBrains? I think I read that somewhere or another. This was before LBH as a matter of fact as a Lakotan Wise Man had heard about Custer's exploits in other situations during and before the Civil War.

Didja' know Custer was from Ohio? Same town that later would be the birthplace of Clark Gable. Ohio produced some fine Generals back then like Grant, Sherman, and Sheridan.....and then there was Custer. Very sad.   Rosecrans was no prize either. Hey.....We try.....

Spaw

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: Little Hawk
Date: 15 Jun 08 - 08:15 PM

Well, yeah, Custer had a simplified notion of how to fight a battle...arrive early (when they're still mostly asleep), take 'em totally by surprise, freak 'em out by having the band play "Garry Owen", and launch the irresistible charge!!!!! Hurrah!!!!

Only problem was...at LBH he arrived around midday, he did NOT succeed in taking them totally by surprise (although they were certainly surprised when Reno made his initial attack at the far end of the village, but they just got really mad about that), the marching band did not come along that time, and the irrestible charge never got across the river. ;-) Let's see...what else could have gone wrong? Oh yeah, and he was very badly outnumbered, and the Indians were very confident too, having whipped Crook's larger column at the Rosebud only a few days earlier. Hmmm. And then there was Crazy Horse, an even more capable practitioner of the irresistible charge technique...

Well, it was a bad day for Custer and an equally bad day for Walks Holding Tiny Balls, lemme tell ya.

Perhaps one day WAV will tour Montana and the Dakotas and write us some poetry about his observations of the Custer battlefield and other such historic locations in that area. If we're lucky, that is.

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: catspaw49
Date: 15 Jun 08 - 08:35 PM

Wow.....Wouldn't that be really keen? I can only hope and pray it will happen! Imagine having such a fine poet as WalksWithTurdCaughtCrosswise writing original works about about Fargo perhaps.

Until then maybe he could do a few on the great live webcam bringing us the everchanging sculpting of Crazy Horse and his steed..........

Spaw

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: Little Hawk
Date: 15 Jun 08 - 08:43 PM

Great minds think alike. ;-) The very same thought had occurred to me, Spaw. I have been just rivetted to the Crazy Horse webcam for weeks now, watching as the work goes ahead by leaps and bounds there. I cannot let a day go by without checking in at least 8 or 10 times through the day, because I know if I don't that I will miss out on something really special. Those people do not rest on their laurels, man, they move! If only we had such bold and decisive management in Washington, why, we could turn this whole country around!

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: GUEST,Cecil
Date: 16 Jun 08 - 01:41 AM

To Little Hawk:      (I put this on another thread, just in case you were in that one)                Remember me? I'm from the Hillary thread, who was posting, when you and Guest from Sanity, were posting. Well, we made contact, (he was the composer, if you remember), and he played for us live, online with his web cam, we had our computer hooked through our entertainment center, and through, great speakers. As we listened, tears flowed down our eyes, then he took us all sorts of places in the music. Never heard anything like it before!! He's a friggin' genius!!! About the most beautiful sounds and music, I've (we've) ever heard!! He actually said he was still working on it..UNBELIEVABLE!!! Just Thought I'd tell you. If this ever hit the airwaves....(as it is instantly likable), Lord knows where it will take him, (probably be an influence in music) We could see, 'emotional images(if you will) and it told a complete story, USING NO WORDS! No wonder he was in a music forum, and no wonder now, why he thinks the way he does!!!. I went back and re-read his posts, and some of the stuff he said about creativity, and attitudes, make complete sense. He lives on a higher place..can see why all this political stuff is not his cup of tea!.. ok..Just thought I's let you know!!

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: WalkaboutsVerse
Date: 16 Jun 08 - 08:29 AM

Thanks for that Crazy Horse link; and, if you'd like to hear some fine Amerindian music, you'll find 3 links on my myspace Top Friends, just next to Eva Cassidy.

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: Little Hawk
Date: 16 Jun 08 - 11:36 AM

Hey, Cecil, thanks for the message. How would I get to hear some of that music? Got a link I can go to?

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: Def Shepard
Date: 16 Jun 08 - 01:43 PM

Another none to subtle direct to Walswithheaduphisarse's scribblings, I see

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: Little Hawk
Date: 16 Jun 08 - 01:50 PM

As the hounddog said when he abandoned the trail, DS, I don't follow you.

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: Def Shepard
Date: 16 Jun 08 - 01:59 PM

"Thanks for that Crazy Horse link; and, if you'd like to hear some fine Amerindian music, you'll find 3 links on my myspace Top Friends, just next to Eva Cassidy."


There, is that better?

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: GUEST,Cecil
Date: 16 Jun 08 - 02:06 PM

LH: No link that he has. If you catch him, he'll probably play it live for you, unless you can hook up to him, and he make arrangements. He said he wanted to finish it,all the way before he shows too many people. What a blessed treat you're in for!! I just can't describe adequately what this stuff is. Sorta like a soundtrack to your inner soul, as it takes you to emotional, spiritual, playful, longing and magnificent places in us. When we heard it, there were four of us listening..all with tears,(mostly from the beauty), hope, and power, all while a definite soaring melody was going on. Afterwards, we found ourselves humming parts, all night long, and smiling at each other! It stays with you, and leaves a thirst to hear more the next day. Left other music we heard, sounding so cheesy, and cheap we weren't even interested in hearing any more of it!!

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: Little Hawk
Date: 16 Jun 08 - 02:46 PM

Okay, DS, I've got it... ;-)

Cecil - How did you contact him?

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: Amos
Date: 16 Jun 08 - 02:52 PM

Cecil, you sound like a [proxy identity or finger-puppet of GfS.


A

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: Peace
Date: 16 Jun 08 - 05:13 PM

I don't think Custer was a General at the time of the Little Big Horn.

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: Def Shepard
Date: 16 Jun 08 - 05:33 PM

Peace said, "I don't think Custer was a General at the time of the Little Big Horn.

I believe he was actually a Lt. Colonel.

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: Little Hawk
Date: 16 Jun 08 - 06:31 PM

You're right, Peace, he wasn't. Still, he is often referred to as General Custer for some reason. I think he was a general or a major general briefly at around the end of the Civil War, but he got demoted at some point after that.

Custer figured that a big, dramatic victory over Sitting Bull and Crazy Horse would be his last chance to parlay his military reputation into a successful political career...with maybe a shot at the presidency. It was go for broke time, because the Indian wars were clearly in their final days, so he risked all to be the first to trap and defeat the Lakota and Cheyenne. As it turned out, he risked too much.

Boy, just think what it would have been like if George Armstrong Custer had become the president of the USA sometime in the 1880s or 1890s! It would have been like having George Bush in the Oval Office a hundred and ten years ahead of schedule. ;-)

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: Peace
Date: 16 Jun 08 - 06:36 PM

Thank you both. My memory which was always the sh#ts anyway is getting worse with age. Who was it that led the riders that sucked the Custer unit of the Seventh Cav in to the ambush? Anyone know?

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: catspaw49
Date: 16 Jun 08 - 07:03 PM

Some good info on the Last Stand HERE......

Spaw

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: Little Hawk
Date: 16 Jun 08 - 07:27 PM

I wouldn't say they were sucked into any ambush, Peace. Rather, they arrived unexpectedly as unwanted "guests" at the biggest Indian village ever seen in that region and were refused entrance (to put it mildly), swarmed upon, and annihilated...but not without putting up a courageous fight.

If by "ambush" you mean the few Indians who stopped Custer from making the river crossing...well, that's one of many conflicting stories from many different eyewitnesses of the action, and I don't think anyone will ever know for sure exactly what happened.

One story suggests that Custer himself was seriously injured by a rifle shot from those few warriors just at the beginning of the fight, and that this injury aborted his unit's attempt to cross the river.

Other stories suggest that in uninjured Custer led some of his men in a retreat to "Last Stand Hill" while other small groups of soldiers got scattered in various different directions. The group on the hill attempted to make a defensive position behind their dead horses and engaged in volley fire for some time but were eventually overwhelmed and all killed, as were all the other troopers and scouts in Custer's immediate forces (as opposed to those others under the command of Reno and Benteen).

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: Don Firth
Date: 16 Jun 08 - 07:32 PM

When it comes to "last stands," might I suggest. . . .

CLICKY?

Don Firth

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: GUEST,Cecil
Date: 16 Jun 08 - 10:56 PM

Just got home from work, and opened the forum, and once again, Amos is attacking any, and everybody who has a nice thing to say about anything or anyone else. What gives? You had a bad life, or something?? Do you dislike white people, or what? This is suppose to be a friendly place to exchange ideas, thoughts, and musical or political ideas. Now get a grip. I heard what I heard, and saw what I saw, and it was great. Get a life, and LET IT GO!

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: Amos
Date: 16 Jun 08 - 11:14 PM

Ah, yes. Quite so. Thanks, Cecil, for setting me straight; I really needed a good admonishment.

I'd love to hear the tantalizing music you are talking about, truly.


A

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: GUEST,Cecil
Date: 17 Jun 08 - 01:16 AM

I just read several other threads, and I really can't see why you think you need ANOTHER admonishment..you've got plenty of them! As for contacting GfS, if you look, you'll find how. You can let him tell you how, but like I said, you can find it. Personally, I'd let him invite you,(as he did with me), as I haven't seen much of him on here recently. On the other hand, as he said, the other night, "There really is life, outside of blogs and chat rooms"

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: WalkaboutsVerse
Date: 17 Jun 08 - 05:18 AM

...and, at 800, I just ate breakfast.

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: Little Hawk
Date: 17 Jun 08 - 08:53 AM

You mean 0800, WAV?

Hey, Cecil, Amos is actually a good guy, but he decided to lock horns with you awhile back on the basis of some suspicion he had about you being "a troll"...and you know how the human mind works?

It decides "This guy (or gal) is no good!" and then it sets about fighting a war whenever it spots "that guy" from that point on. The usual thing that happens is that the other person reacts back in the same fashion. You now have 2 people who get more and more pissed off every time they read anything the other one says, and they react to it, and they post a sarcastic, contemptuous retort, and explain what a jerk they think the other person is. The reaction sets off a counter-reaction. This is exactly how feuds get started and how they grow worse over time. It's also how wars work. At the beginning of the war both sides are thinking in terms of holding to tradition, being honorable, only attacking the other side's combatants, not bombing any civilian targets...and so on...but by the end of the war they are both bombing the hell out of every civilian target they can find, massacring innocent people wholesale, executing and starving their prisoners, shooting up fishing boats because there are no big ships left to torpedo, and dropping A-bombs on helpless cities full of noncombatants.

And they both feel justified in committing every horrendous act, because they have lost all respect for the "rotten bastards" on the other side!!!

That's how it works. A nasty process.

Now, I know Amos personally, and he's actually a very nice guy, but very nice guys can get caught up in these feuds too.

I bet you are also a nice guy, Cecil. See what I mean?

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: GUEST,Cecil
Date: 17 Jun 08 - 10:20 AM

How FAR back??

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: WalkaboutsVerse
Date: 17 Jun 08 - 10:48 AM

Yes, LH, it was around 0800 hours I had my cereal with soya, and my toast with peanut butter and raspberry jam, washed down with coffee - also with soya.

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: Peace
Date: 17 Jun 08 - 10:58 AM

Gentlemen: If you need seconds, Little Hawk and I will be happy to help in that regard. I dislike rising before the sun, and at my age staying awake after sundown is a chore. Perhaps we could agree to high noon as determined by the vernal equinox or Mr Timex, whatever is easier. I'd prefer the Timex because at noon I like to nap, and sometimes noon on the watch is not noon in the vernal equinox. Also, I have NO idea what the vernal equinox really is. Venereal equinox: that I would understand. Crabs, no problem. But Vernal? Nope. So, to clarify, what say we all meet at the corner of two agreed upon streets. Come bringing your preferred weapons--I have a distaste for LOUD NOISES, so anything over ten kilotons is a no-no, and we'll let nature take it from there. Lemme know.

(LH, we are gonna capture this on film. The flash from the weapon might over expose the final frame, so bring really dark filters.)

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: Peace
Date: 17 Jun 08 - 11:04 AM

As a BTW, Amos is one of the best friends a guy ever had. I am fortunate to have him in my life. FYI.

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: Polite Guest
Date: 17 Jun 08 - 12:15 PM

Little Hawk, you are one very wise man. x

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: Amos
Date: 17 Jun 08 - 02:06 PM

Little Hawk is indeed terribly wise; he is also a wise guy.

But in one small detail, he hath erred. I try to be polite, and I try to also say what I mean, a neat balancing act.

I never decided that Cecil was no good.

I did feel that the quality of his cybercommunications looked decidedly similatr to certain other entities known and unknown who have been snufflopping around these parts over the last couple of years, even though his handle appears to be of quite recent date.

This may be a correct intuitive decision, or it may be wrong.

If wrong, he has my apologies.

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: Little Hawk
Date: 17 Jun 08 - 05:06 PM

Well, you had your suspicions, right? Suspicion itself colors the way one sees and interprets things.

For example, my dog is suspicious of the dog across the way. The dog across the way feels the same about him. Their mutual suspicion grows day by day. Resentment builds and festers. Raucous insults and idle threats are daily exchanged across the property line.

You can see where this is going, right? ;-)

The problem is, those dogs just started off on the wrong foot way back at the beginning.

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: WalkaboutsVerse
Date: 17 Jun 08 - 05:21 PM

Hear, hear - enough DOGma, and barking up the wrong tree!

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: Amos
Date: 17 Jun 08 - 06:30 PM

Little Hawk:

Ceci n'est pas un chien, mon vieux.


A

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: Amos
Date: 17 Jun 08 - 08:18 PM

I am sorry to say my karma just flattened your dogma...


A

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: GUEST,Cecil
Date: 17 Jun 08 - 11:56 PM

To Amos, LH, and anyone concerned: GfS, is a mutual friend of another friend, who is on this blog. That friend, told me about this blog, and I believe I've only been on here about two weeks(perhaps less, but about that long). There is another 'cecil' Who spells his name in the lower case. That is not me. I only 'met' GfS, on here, and recently, via IM, and web cam, and that was by way of the other friend, aforementioned.
Sheesh, now I know how Iraq feels, in regards to WMDs, and Bush's 'intelligence'....even though our government was right, ..Saddam did have them..we know, because we have the sales receipts!
   In as so far, as all this ganging up, well(in reading some posts from GfS), he said, 'Just because we have freedom of speech, doesn't mean we have to shoot our mouths off'....!(Right he was) In any event, Have a really great night!!

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: Amos
Date: 18 Jun 08 - 12:33 AM

OK, Cec. Got you wrong.

Sorry.


A

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: The Sandman
Date: 18 Jun 08 - 01:02 PM

Yes, LH, it was around 0800 hours I had my cereal with soya, and my toast with peanut butter and raspberry jam, washed down with coffee - also with soya
on the 17 day of june in the year of 08
I got up out of my bed rather late
I had my cereal with soya,Then pootered in my foyer
an epistle send to mudcat,about englishness and all that.
peanut butter and raspberry jam,much healthier than eggs and spam.
washed down with coffee,but alas no toffee,
but healthy soya,while i sing the song the lawyer
on the 17 day of june 2008.

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: Def Shepard
Date: 18 Jun 08 - 01:11 PM

Thought for the day, from Dorothy Parker who was asked if she could come up with 'something clever' using the word horticulture

Mrs. Parker replied

"You can lead a whore to culture, but you can't necessarily make her think"

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: Amos
Date: 18 Jun 08 - 01:35 PM

Between flights of ricocheting irrelevancy and intensely focused triviality, this thread should be awarded the Head Spin of the Year Award.


A

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: WalkaboutsVerse
Date: 18 Jun 08 - 03:11 PM

...Poem 191 of 230: WEATHERED PIPES...SOMEWHERE - WINTER 2001/2

As we spun slowly through a warmer winter-night
    Some birds sung sweetly - out of my sight;
And then, finally returned to the waiting sun,
    The turned bathtub-taps soon ceased to run.

From walkaboutsverse.741.com

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: Def Shepard
Date: 18 Jun 08 - 03:40 PM

There was a young woman named Plunnery,
who was practiced in the art of gunnery,
one day, unobservant, she blew up a servant,
and had to retire to a nunnery.

makes about as much sense :-D

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: Amos
Date: 18 Jun 08 - 04:12 PM

The very air is rich with words
Describing faeces from said birds;
And as the red sun slowly lowers,
I hear the song of two lawnmowers.


A

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: Little Hawk
Date: 18 Jun 08 - 04:23 PM

A Chinese bricklayer named Fong
Had a "tool" so incredibly long
A professor named Blake
Mistook it for a snake.
Now it's in a glass case in Hong Kong.

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: Def Shepard
Date: 18 Jun 08 - 04:34 PM

A lady, who signs herself "Vexed"
Writes to say she believes she's been hexed:
"I don't mind my shins
Being stuck full of pins,
But I feel I am coming unsexed."

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: The Sandman
Date: 18 Jun 08 - 05:46 PM

as we run fast through a cold summers night.
those prunes __+ caused me to shite.
and then, finally my diaorrhea ceased to come.
which turned my kilt to a colour of dun

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: The Sandman
Date: 18 Jun 08 - 06:03 PM

viewing sex over a thicket:
hole in one,for once well timed.
viewing a man having sex with a bike.
an english tradition enshrined

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: GUEST
Date: 18 Jun 08 - 06:14 PM

My breakfast, plated, fried and greasy
with beans and peanut butter toast
(borrowed from the colonies but none the worse for that)
I ate in a Bewleys in Dublin
Described as full Irish

Stu

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: Little Hawk
Date: 18 Jun 08 - 06:29 PM

People who can't write good limericks
Should not turn to sad, feeble gimericks
With 4 lines that don't rhyme
And are lacking good time
With no meter and no sense of trimericks

And you call yourselves "poets"? Ha! I've seen better poetry in highway rest stop cubicles.

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: Amos
Date: 18 Jun 08 - 06:53 PM

Little Hawk:

There are no such things as trimericks. Unless you are referring to trimeric molecules. which is built of three monomers.

Your scanning also sucks.

A

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: Amos
Date: 18 Jun 08 - 08:12 PM

ANd the reason you claim to have seen better poetry in rest-rooms is because, sir, you spend much more time in them than any normal human would.

A

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: Don Firth
Date: 18 Jun 08 - 08:40 PM

Oh, what a world
Of woe and sin!
My head grows bald,
But not my chin.
          —BurmaShave

Don Firth

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: Little Hawk
Date: 18 Jun 08 - 08:50 PM

You do me a disservice, Amos, to criticize my obviously whimsical and satirical limerick, which quite deliberately employs the use of blatantly fictional words in order to strike a humorous note.

But then, what else would I expect from a man who stuffs anchovies in his underwear on public holidays and has been seen sprinting down Hollywood Boulevard late at night dressed only in a beanie cap and a set of dayglo green pasties? ;-)

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: Don Firth
Date: 18 Jun 08 - 08:51 PM

This is not a clever verse;
I tried and tried, but it just got worse!

Don Firth

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: GUEST,Guest from Sanity
Date: 18 Jun 08 - 08:58 PM

Was told where everyone went to........................

Roses are red
Violets are blue
I'm a schizophrenic
And so am I

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: Amos
Date: 18 Jun 08 - 11:23 PM

Oh, Hawk, you are a true friend, a good friend,a blue friend, a longlasting companion. As such, I am sure you are willing to overlook a little disservice. It's kind of a two-way street, I would suggest. It would not be up to your usual spiritual standards to condescend to shmorking the unflattable just to cater to some dishamulate array of conceits.


A

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: Little Hawk
Date: 18 Jun 08 - 11:41 PM

You put that persuasively, Amos. Let us agree then to petriculate the incontrovertable, to masticate the undigestible, and to thereby establish a fitting and lasting concordance of mutually amicable dispensations.

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: GUEST,Guest from Sanity
Date: 19 Jun 08 - 12:24 AM

It sounds as if Hekyll and Jekyll are waxing poetic
Just came up for another break..stay a couple of minutes before I submerge into the land, beneath the foundation, to continue my journey into the central nervous system, directly to the heart, of spiritual conversations. The first time I heard an angel, her words fell like teardrops upon my scars.......
                               V

                              
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                               V                                                                  

                               V



                        MIGHT NOT BE BACK SOON...........

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: Def Shepard
Date: 19 Jun 08 - 12:11 PM

As tourists inspected the aspe,
An ominous series of raps
Came from under the alter
Which caused some to falter
And others to shriek and collapse.

---------------------------------

Each day WAV fills me with dread
As he sits on the end of a bed;
I don't mind that he speaks
In gibbers and squeaks
But for seventeen years he's been dead. :-D

with profound apologies to Edward Gorey

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: catspaw49
Date: 19 Jun 08 - 01:08 PM

That's sad DS........and even sadder that his wife never noticed. When asked if he was dead she replied she didn't know for sure as their sex life was about the same and maybe a trifle better but the lawn was completely overgrown.

Spaw

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: Def Shepard
Date: 19 Jun 08 - 01:11 PM

Spaw, wasn't it Dorothy Parker who made the observation, on hearing of Calvin Coolidge's death. How could they tell? :-D

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: Little Hawk
Date: 19 Jun 08 - 01:23 PM

That's how it was with Ed Sullivan too.

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: WalkaboutsVerse
Date: 19 Jun 08 - 01:57 PM

Poem 229 of 230: JOYS OF LIFE

Leightons, and other great art;
    Plumes of fireworks at night;
The vivid reds of sunrise -
    Repeated at day's last light.

The beats through us of a drum;
    Winter's sun felt through closed glass;
Handing in the last exam;
    Awakenings – alarmless!

The ball off thee whacks their net;
    When to palms leather has stuck;
Orange juice during half-time;
    A warm bath to wash the muck.

Viewing set-over cricket;
    A golf ball, for once, well struck;
Viewing velodrome cycling;
    From net-chord, levelling luck!

Sticks, chants, didgeridoo,
    Haunting harps, and all bagpipes;
Clog, flamenco, tamure,
    Hula, and other dance types.

Out, by a cast, being told;
    In - taking tea and T.V.;
Highland views that command rest;
    The buildings of Italy.

Thrifty plant-propagation;
    By a wave one's body hit;
Upstream of camp - with paddle;
    By a fire - strongly lit.

Forest spent-leaves under foot;
    Tasting a host-nation's fare;
Alcedo atthis at work;
    Just bills being brought to bear.

Allegros when feeling low;
    An andante to wind down;
Spoken French and chorused song;
    The quiet when out of town.

A stroll through a kept garden,
    Before Sunday's roast dinner;
A pub game, drink and meal;
    One's team a comeback winner.

From walkaboutsverse.741.com

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: Little Hawk
Date: 19 Jun 08 - 02:02 PM

Yowsa! Now THAT is poetry. Ye Gods. How do you do it, man?

I can just see DS writhing in the grip of envy over that one. I bet she will pretend she thinks it's no good, that's my guess. Yup, and then there's Spaw. He could just die when he reads that stuff, knowing it has attained a height of perfection that he will never reach.

I mean, hell, the man owns Weimaraners. Weimaraners! That tells you a lot.

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: Def Shepard
Date: 19 Jun 08 - 02:19 PM

Actually more like complete indifference. Like others who have found out before, WAV is beginning to bore the arse off me.

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: Amos
Date: 19 Jun 08 - 02:25 PM

FIrst comes A.
Then, B.
Then again A,
Then B, you see.

New! A C.
Matched by a D.
If possible, again a C.
And another D, you see.

Now, start with an E!!
Followed by F!
Repeat wtih an E
Also followed by F.

Then march on the G
With H right after.
Another G
(ignoring the laughter).

And so in pairs,
And couplets marching,
Poetry, much like laundry
In need of starching.

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: Little Hawk
Date: 19 Jun 08 - 03:04 PM

So you're saying that too much familiarity has bred contempt, DS?

(sigh) That so often happens. Specially in those intimate relationships we all place such high hopes upon when we are young and fresh and untried.

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: Def Shepard
Date: 19 Jun 08 - 03:28 PM

You must philosophise,
But why must you bore us to tears?
You're wet bhind the ears,
You tell us things no one else hears.
You spend all your time quoting,
Versing the hours into years.

with profound apologies to Richard Thompson

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: Amos
Date: 19 Jun 08 - 03:33 PM

Specially in those intimate relationships we all place such high hopes upon when we are young and fresh and untried.

None of which, I hasten to point out, are currently applicable to WAV or LH either.



A

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: Little Hawk
Date: 19 Jun 08 - 03:36 PM

What would you know about my intimate relationships, sir? Are you suggesting that I have not scaled the dizzying heights of romance and faced the rigors of love lost and affection spurned in my time?

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: Def Shepard
Date: 19 Jun 08 - 03:38 PM

Oh, Oh, looks like pistols at dawn, AGAIN! :-D

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: catspaw49
Date: 19 Jun 08 - 03:48 PM

Just admit it Hawk......the one time you had a chance with Winona Ryder she said your now advancing years made you a poor risk in bed....................Of course it could be worse. I doubt WalksAboutWithShriveledBalls hasn't had sex in this century and probably not the last either.

Spaw

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: Def Shepard
Date: 19 Jun 08 - 03:51 PM

I'm sure Richard would have witty reply to that. I've seen and heard him shoot down hecklers in magnificant style

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: Little Hawk
Date: 19 Jun 08 - 04:01 PM

You're a nasty bugger, Spaw. ;-) I plan to woo Winona using my deft conversational skills and my naturally gallant nature...but I have not yet had the chance to put my theories to the test.

That Johnny Depp. Man, he has lived. Lived, I tell you!

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: Amos
Date: 19 Jun 08 - 07:27 PM

Actually, Hawk, I was merely pointing out that you are not young, you are not untried (my god--the number of times you've tried!), and you are certainly are not fresh; more like a mackerel, twinkling in the moonlight, on the back lawn of civilization.

There was a course once in diagramming sentences and working out which part modified what, which you must have missed. Perhaps you were absent that particular day after day after day. Otherwise, my meaning woudl have been clear.


A

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: Stilly River Sage
Date: 19 Jun 08 - 07:39 PM

The beats through us of a drum;
    Winter's sun felt through closed glass;
Handing in the last exam;
    Awakenings – alarmless!


Glass and alarmless. Who knew?

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: Little Hawk
Date: 19 Jun 08 - 09:20 PM

Yes, Amos, but it's so much more fun misinterpreting what you say and pretending to get upset about it.

Ah, well.

I suspect I would not be able to keep up with Winona for long. Matter of fact, I'm sure of it. Thus I am envisioning a strictly part time and friendly relationship based on mutual freedom that would not tie down or restrict either participant or demand any type of exclusive committments, if you follow me.

Anyway, she smokes, and I can't take a whole lot of that. I don't care how attractive the other person is.

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: Peace
Date: 19 Jun 08 - 09:33 PM

It's the friction that causes that, LH.

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: Little Hawk
Date: 19 Jun 08 - 09:52 PM

Oh, I see.

Well, some lubricants could help, then.

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: Amos
Date: 19 Jun 08 - 10:47 PM

Unless she still smokes afterwards...



A

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: GUEST,Guest from Sanity
Date: 20 Jun 08 - 12:49 AM

Y-a-a-a-a-a-a-wwwnnnnn

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: WalkaboutsVerse
Date: 20 Jun 08 - 04:38 AM

Poem 88 of 230: FROM 20TH-CENTURY SEXUALITY

From One Lover to Free Lover to Fee Lover,
    For children's sakes, let's fashion back to One Lover:
In public-life there are - guess what - women and men;
    Thus, upbringing's best by a woman AND a man -
Not by one or two men, or one or two women,
    And not in a tug-of-war of women and men.

From walkaboutsverse.741.com

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: Don Firth
Date: 20 Jun 08 - 03:31 PM

When something is
Its own parody,
It's difficult to tell
Whether or not
It's intentional.

Don Firth

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: Def Shepard
Date: 20 Jun 08 - 05:34 PM

From Number Nine, Penwiper Mews
There is really abominable news:
They've discovered a head
In the box for the bread
And nobody seems to know whose.

-Edward Gorey

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: Little Hawk
Date: 20 Jun 08 - 06:19 PM

LOL! I love it. Keep 'em coming.

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: WalkaboutsVerse
Date: 21 Jun 08 - 03:44 AM

THE WEEKLY WALKABOUT, E.G.

Poem 195 of 230: MUSING ON WIMBLEDON - SUMMER 2002

2001 got somewhat cheeky,
    So, on my T.V., I was pleased to see
Old-fashioned etiquette about the net...
    But oh! to get among the coaching set.

Thus, here is a feature that I'd teach:
    Two-hands each side – either off when can't reach.
And, as for thoughts on pay, I do not say
    "Amateur play" but "spread-out the outlay."

From walkaboutsverse.741.com

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: GUEST,Guest from Sanity
Date: 21 Jun 08 - 05:15 AM

The man in the tree is staring at me
All of the blood dripping down
He says: where are you bound?
Said: I'm going to town to pawn my crown
And never come back here again

My lady in waiting is weaving a robe
Of silk and moonlight and now
And she never asks how
So pleasant a task she never asks
And she only listens to friends

The man at the store he looks at my crown
Listens to my sad tale
He says it never fails
If the crown is for sale, I'll give you some nails
But you can only use them on friends

The man in the tree was staring at me
As I passed by again on that day
He said I'd got in his way
Said: nails aren't the way to be free to stay
So I traded them all for the end
Went back to my lady in waiting and all of her friends

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: GUEST,Jesus on a ]Rubber Cross
Date: 21 Jun 08 - 02:09 PM

From One Lover to Free Lover to Fee Lover,
    For children's sakes, let's fashion back to One Lover:
In public-life there are - guess what - women and men;
    Thus, upbringing's best by a woman AND a man -
Not by one or two men, or one or two women,
    And not in a tug-of-war of women and men.

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: Def Shepard
Date: 21 Jun 08 - 02:28 PM

`Twas brillig, and the slithy toves
Did gyre and gimble in the wabe:
All mimsy were the borogoves,
And the mome raths outgrabe

Beware the Jabberwock, my son!
The jaws that bite, the claws that catch!
Beware the Jubjub bird, and shun
The frumious Bandersnatch!"

and you can't say fairer than that :-D

huge thanks to Lewis Carroll (very English 'e was)

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: Amos
Date: 21 Jun 08 - 03:33 PM

Is madness contagious when communicated typographically?

A

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: Def Shepard
Date: 21 Jun 08 - 03:37 PM

I was hoping fun might be, but I hope in vain :-D

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: GUEST,Guest from Sanity
Date: 21 Jun 08 - 03:38 PM

Is that a rhetorical question??

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: Def Shepard
Date: 21 Jun 08 - 03:42 PM

Is the question, Is that a rhetorical question?? a rhetorical question? :-D

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: Don Firth
Date: 21 Jun 08 - 03:48 PM

Is the question, "Is the question, 'Is that a rhetorical question??' a rhetorical question?" a rhetorical question?

(Well, someone had to do it. . . .)

Don Firth

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: Amos
Date: 21 Jun 08 - 03:59 PM

Yes, it was. But now it isn't, as it is no longer in question.


A

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: Def Shepard
Date: 21 Jun 08 - 04:05 PM

Is the question, "Is the question, 'Is that a rhetorical question??' a rhetorical question?" a rhetorical question?

I will not, repat I will not........ :-D

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: GUEST,Guest from Sanity
Date: 21 Jun 08 - 04:14 PM

Hey!..It was my question...Do I get a say in it???

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: Amos
Date: 21 Jun 08 - 04:25 PM

Your question was answered when I said "Yes it was". My question was rhetorical, until the later posts removed all doubt.




A

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: Def Shepard
Date: 21 Jun 08 - 04:32 PM

And here's me thinking this was an attempt at humour...silly me :-D

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: Amos
Date: 21 Jun 08 - 04:36 PM

Was that a rhettorical remark ,Scarlett?



A

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: Def Shepard
Date: 21 Jun 08 - 04:40 PM

Like I said.....

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: WalkaboutsVerse
Date: 21 Jun 08 - 04:48 PM

What about Wimbledon, Wanderers?!

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: Don Firth
Date: 21 Jun 08 - 05:49 PM

Speaking of things rhetorical, I am reminded of

THIS.

(This isn't as long, but I believe it ranks right up there with Abbott and Costello's "Who's on first?")

Don Firth

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: GUEST,Guest from Sanity
Date: 21 Jun 08 - 07:02 PM

Thank you, Don!!!...After the one you posted, I went to some others, of that series...Laughed my ass off!..Till my lungs hurt!!..Thank you!

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: Amos
Date: 22 Jun 08 - 02:11 AM

That is a genuine crackup, Don. Thanks.


A

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: Little Hawk
Date: 22 Jun 08 - 08:29 PM

LOL! I can't bloody well believe it either! Really...I can't.

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: GUEST,Guest from Sanity
Date: 23 Jun 08 - 11:12 AM

There was a Persian king
Who wanted to know
What he could say on
Every occasion
That always would be so

      Illusions, circles and changes
      Illusions, always changing
      Like the wind and the rain

He summoned three wise men
From his eternal throne
One from each border
Gave them his order
To write words always true

The wise men thought so hard
For a night and day
Found these words to say on
Every occasion
These things too shall pass away

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: WalkaboutsVerse
Date: 23 Jun 08 - 11:52 AM

Poem 14 of 230: NIGHT OR DAY?!

In the far north of Sweden,
    A "Land of the Midnight Sun,"
A strange thing chanced upon me -
    And I'll tell you, just for fun.

I spent the afternoon sightseeing,
    Then, after a latish dinner,
Returned to my own small bedroom -
    The comfy bed proving a winner.

For I soon dozed into dreamy sleep -
    Waking what was just two hours hence;
But my watch was an analogue,
    And night or day I couldn't sense!

I quickly packed all my things
    (My train an hour or thirteen on)
And hurried out the bedroom -
    The bright sky a sneaky con.

I wandered down the track a bit
    (The Hostel office empty),
Before a smiling helpful local
    Did kindly enlighten me.

From walkaboutsverse.741.com

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: Def Shepard
Date: 23 Jun 08 - 01:20 PM

errrr...yeah. alright, whateveryousay :-D

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: WalkaboutsVerse
Date: 23 Jun 08 - 05:44 PM

...I thought it was quite closely tied to the "night and day" of the previous post by Sanity, Def Shepard.

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: GUEST,Guest from Sanity
Date: 23 Jun 08 - 05:55 PM

HUH??? What did you mean by that??

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: GUEST,Guest from Sanity
Date: 23 Jun 08 - 06:08 PM

In her eyes, centuries are
Hair as black and straight as lonely streets are
Look into her eyes
Look into her eyes
Have you ever been there

You wander lost along the sea shore
Ask the reason why
All the villains always live
And all the heroes always die

She dissolves your words in acid
Nothing is the same
First she throws away the rules
Then she throws away the game

She says she's not immune to knowledge
She's not afraid of clouds
Then you wander hand in hand
Among imaginary crowds

There's nothing you can do about it
Nothing you can change
Seems like only yesterday
Lost inside a picture frame

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: Def Shepard
Date: 23 Jun 08 - 06:20 PM

My reaction was simply an externalisation of what I generally feel about your so called verse WAV, that's all, no more, no less.

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: Amos
Date: 23 Jun 08 - 07:30 PM

GFS:

Yours?

Excellent!


A

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: GUEST,Guest from Sanity
Date: 23 Jun 08 - 08:19 PM

I have just come back from the land beyond the mountain
This is not a story I was told
When all the people are made out of wood
They build their houses of bones

      Sail away, Oh sail away
      The edge of the world is near
      Sail away, Oh sail away from here

I have just come back from the land beyond the mountain
All the cigarettes are hand rolled
Nothing is bought and nobody is sold
And everything's made of gold

I have just come back from the land beyond the mountain
There a man with wounds I did see
Said: I do not want to escape from reality
I want reality to escape from me

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: Amos
Date: 23 Jun 08 - 08:30 PM

GfS:

Would you mind adding those two to the Mudcat Poetry Corner? Thanks.


A

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: GUEST
Date: 23 Jun 08 - 09:30 PM

There was a man came to our town
He wore a suit of red
He memorized with secret eyes
That he hid away in his head

      He had a scar upon his head
      Where there used to be a crown
      But he sold his robes at the five and ten
      And lived on the edge of town

That fall he showed us a magic leaf
That he could change to snow
He bought it partly with his grief
And partly with his soul

      He scattered seeds in the alley way
      He never seemed to rest
      And when you went to ask him why
      All he ever said was yes

He made a swan from waving grass
Beside a crystal shore
And a sunrise spun from broken glass
And many things wondrous more

      But then his hands began to burn
      When he heard the news from the war
      When we cannot find each other he said
      Then we can't run away any more

Next day with tears along his face
He passed us on the hill
No one thought to ask him to stay
And he knows that we never will

There was a man came to our town
He wore a suit of red
He memorized with secret eyes
That he hid away in his head

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: GUEST,Guest from Sanity
Date: 23 Jun 08 - 09:32 PM

ooops the last one was me...but I hit 'enter' instead of 'shift'..so it came out as 'guest'...sorry...

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: GUEST,Guest from Sanity
Date: 23 Jun 08 - 09:35 PM

Everything you see all around you
Will roll away on wheels of tomorrow
Down misty willow rivers of because
Into the land of was

You know you only have to be my friend

The world outside can teach and astound you
Build a wall it will only surround you
Walls were only built to fall, my friend
They'll never shelter anyone you've been

Just enjoy the spell that you're under
Look around, sunshine's around you
It has always had to hide
But it's just been waiting there inside you

Be strong as love, soft as flowers
Walk like the wind walks when it walks through flowers
My friend, you don't have to hold back the sea
You only have to be

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: GUEST,Guest from Sanity
Date: 23 Jun 08 - 09:38 PM

Ok..sorry for the 'self-indulgence' during my break....back down to the studio................( hey, this things is taking on monster dimensions of 'hot')!!!

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: Amos
Date: 23 Jun 08 - 11:16 PM

Good stuff, GfS.


A

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: Little Hawk
Date: 23 Jun 08 - 11:27 PM

That is really wonderful poetry, GFS. It makes me all the more eager to hear some of your music too.

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: GUEST,Guest from Sanity
Date: 24 Jun 08 - 12:08 AM

The wind winds the platform
Blows through your suit creases
You want us
To crucify the enemy for Jesus
With your chamber-of-commerce soul
You talk of war so bold
God is on our side, but
He's lost in your wallet-fold

And the widows a-sighing
The children a-crying
The screams of the dying
Say you are lying, Uncle John

You pull out your Sunday God
And hold him up so proud
And say he is with us
To the Applauding crowd
But the burn-blackened place
The shredded disfigured face
Don't say that God is Love
They say that you are Hate

And the widows a-sighing
The children a-crying
The screams of the dying
Say you are lying, tell me true

You stand up on the platform
With the flag wrapped all around you
And tell us that the Bible says
To fight for it we're bound to
But the Red's for the blood we lose
The White's for the gauze they use
To cover burned-out blackened men
The rest is for the bodies numb and Blue

And the widows a-sighing
The children a-crying
The screams of the dying
Say you are lying,listen to you.

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: GUEST,Guest from Sanity
Date: 24 Jun 08 - 12:50 AM

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: Ruth Archer
Date: 24 Jun 08 - 03:59 AM

Hurrah - it's Poetry Corner! AND we've got to Edward Gorey:

The first child of Mrs Keats-Shelley
Was born with its face in its belly;
The second was born
With a hump and a horn
And the third was nothing but jelly.

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: Def Shepard
Date: 24 Jun 08 - 11:59 AM

I think I'll join Ruth in the Edward Gorey Corner :-D

From Number Nine, Penwiper Mews
There is really abominable news:
They've discovered a head
In the box for the bread
And nobody seems to know whose.


and...

From the bathing-machine came a din
As of jollification within;
It was heard far and wide
And the incomming tide
Had a definite flavor of gin.


Oh and memo to GUEST,Spinu,Spinu,Spinu:

respect is to be earned not demanded

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: s&r
Date: 24 Jun 08 - 12:14 PM

Isn't spinu offering respect? That's how I read it

Stu

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: Amos
Date: 24 Jun 08 - 12:58 PM

No, he's offering spam or a probing effort to see if he can capture the serverm, I expect. The content of the message is of no bearing in this case.

A

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: Def Shepard
Date: 24 Jun 08 - 01:05 PM

And you would know this how, exactly.....? hmmmmmmm

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: Little Hawk
Date: 24 Jun 08 - 01:08 PM

Sounds to me like just a general wish for respect and an offering of same. Ever seen the Ali G show? He always does this little hand gesture at the end of the show, touching his fist to the guest's fist, and says "Respec'". ;-) I think it's kind of like that. A wish for mutual respec'. Well, I'm all for that.

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: Def Shepard
Date: 24 Jun 08 - 01:15 PM

All I've ever seen from GUEST,Spinu,Spinu,Spinu is that one word and nothing more..and Ali G...wasn't that creation of one Sacha Baron Cohen, an English comedian, taking the piss out of American culture, and very nicely too :-D

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: GUEST,Guest from Sanity
Date: 24 Jun 08 - 01:26 PM

If you want 'respect'..turn on some Aretha!.Actually I never knew what he meant, either....Hi all.....!

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: Little Hawk
Date: 24 Jun 08 - 01:26 PM

Oh, yes, absolutely! There are some hilarious Ali G episodes on Youtube. I like the one where he interviews Noam Chomsky.

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: GUEST,Guest from Sanity
Date: 24 Jun 08 - 02:18 PM

So.....should I quit?
Is this it??
Poetry no longer fit?
Passion no longer lit?
Finish this one, as you sit
Disappointed, Ahhh Sh_t!!

Subject: Lyr Add: SEVEN YEARS OLD
From: GUEST,Sedayne (Astray)
Date: 24 Jun 08 - 02:37 PM

Poetry corner eh? Well, as a lifelong fan of Edward Gorey, here's my personal tribute:

Seven Years Old

The scariest story that's ever been told,
is about the young boy, only seven years old old;
for he never got hungry or even grew old;
he never got tired, nor ever grew cold;
but stayed all forever only seven years old.

He was seven years old when their house was a new-un;
he was seven years old when it fell into ruin.
He was seven years old was Robert was ten;
he was seven years old when Bob was an old man.

He was seven years old when Sonia was born,
and seven years old when her vows they were sworn;
he was seven years old when Ruth came along;
he was seven years old when poor Ruth was undone.

He was seven years old when Ruth had Melissa;
and seven years old when Melissa had Tricia.
He was seven years old when Trish killed the old clown;
and he was seven years old when they sent Tricia down.

He was seven years old when his parents were hale,
he was seven years old when they grew old and frail.
He was seven years old when at last they turned grey;
he was seven years old when they lay in the clay.

He was seven years old when he saw the seed fall;
he was seven years old when the tree grew up tall;
he was seven years old when the tree touched the sky;
he was seven years old when it rotted and died.

He was seven years old when there were plenty about;
he was seven years old when there was no-one in sight.
He was seven years old when the earth it was young;
he was seven years old when it crashed into the sun.

He was seven years old when it came to and end;
he was seven years old when it started again.

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: Ruth Archer
Date: 24 Jun 08 - 02:54 PM

An incautious woman called Venn
Was seen with the wrong sort of men;
She vanished one day
But the following May
Her legs were retrieved from a fen.

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: Ruth Archer
Date: 24 Jun 08 - 02:58 PM

And not forgetting, of course, that A is for Amy who fell down the stairs...

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: Amos
Date: 24 Jun 08 - 03:50 PM

You guys are being Maroons!! The Mudcat Poetry is a separate thread, long establsihed for this exact kind of rompery. But, you know what they say--when herding wet cats, relax and enjoy it or go mad int he process.


A

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: Def Shepard
Date: 24 Jun 08 - 04:20 PM

B is for Basil assaulted by bears

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: GUEST,Guest from Sanity
Date: 24 Jun 08 - 04:55 PM

Well...EXCU-U-U-U-U-U-U-U-U-U-U-U-U-U-U-U-U-U-U-U-U-U-U-U-U-SE ME!!!

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: Def Shepard
Date: 24 Jun 08 - 04:58 PM

Guest from Sanity, is it me or is Amos the party guest who stands in the corner with the lamp shade on his/her head? :-D

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: Little Hawk
Date: 24 Jun 08 - 05:20 PM

He's a poltroon. He should be escorted to the door and ejected by means of a swift boot to the posterior, methinks. ;-)

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: Don Firth
Date: 24 Jun 08 - 07:28 PM

Which one?

####

Algie saw the bear.
The bear saw Algie.
The bear was bulgy
The bulge was Algie.
       —Red Skelton

Don Firth

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: Don Firth
Date: 24 Jun 08 - 07:33 PM

By the way,

C is for Clara who wasted away. . . .

Don Firth

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: Ruth Archer
Date: 24 Jun 08 - 07:41 PM

D is for Desmond thrown out of a sleigh.

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: Amos
Date: 24 Jun 08 - 07:59 PM

Sigh.

I was paying you a compliment, sweetie; but I guess it got missed in the confusion.

A

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: GUEST,Guest from Sanity
Date: 24 Jun 08 - 09:31 PM

I think its me with the lampshade over his head. You got something against lampshades?...We.who are brighter, need them to keep the 'vision impaired', from hurting their little peepers! Oh well, poetry was more fun......(besides, I think this lampshade is downright becoming on me....

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: GUEST
Date: 24 Jun 08 - 10:40 PM

When I am dead
And over me bright April
Shakes out her rain-drenched hair
Though you should lean
Above me broken-hearted
I shall not care

Words that were not said
Songs that were not sung
Tears that were not shed
Deeds that were not done

I was not
I was
I am not
I do not care

Words that were not said
Songs that were not sung
Tears that were not shed
Deeds that were not done

I shall have peace
As leafy trees are peaceful
When rain bends down the bow
And I shall be
More silent and cold-hearted
Than you are now

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: GUEST,Guest from Sanity
Date: 24 Jun 08 - 10:43 PM

....oooops, hit the 'enter' key, AGAIN, instead of the 'shift' key(When I going to put my name) . The last poem, I submitted.

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: Amos
Date: 24 Jun 08 - 10:45 PM

ANother solid hit, kid. Never mind which thread.

A

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: GUEST,Guest from Sanity
Date: 24 Jun 08 - 11:06 PM

knew a man, he always dressed in rags
I travelled with him when I was still a child
His constant companion, I always did ride

The good book went with him, thru devil wind and sage
The pages were yellowed and tumbled-down with age
The mark of his fingers was on every page

In desert dry country towns, the people would come
From sin and confusion, to him they would run
And wait by the river for the spirit of God

He would lead them into the river while old hymns were sung
And heaving and lashing and speaking in tongues
He'd drown that old devil before he was done

He would listen to the river and talk with the crowd
And grace rose above them like a shining white cloud
He'd say catch you some magic and you got hold of God

I was much older when the desert set in
He couldn't hear the river and it couldn't hear him
His faith and his money and he, they grew thin

He traded the good book for some road maps and then
All of those highways they just spread up around him like nets
And I guess that he got lost and he got tangled up in them

He lost hold of magic, people laugh, the say he lost the call
But every day I see old men like mountains and they just crumble and they fall
And I don't know what these days are doing to us all

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: WalkaboutsVerse
Date: 25 Jun 08 - 03:42 AM

Poem-come-song, or lay, 2 of 230: WALKABOUT WITH MY PEN

Once drove an old sedan, up north,
From a place in Sydney to Cairns;
Then to Kuranda I went forth,
By train, to look without set plans.

I dined in a scenic cafe;
Then, outside, as I wrote for yen,
Some passing Kooris called-out: "Hey,
You go walkabout with your pen."

Request or question, I don't know -
Assured voices, elderly men.
That's now several years ago,
And I've seen the world - with my pen.

From walkaboutsverse.741.com
Or hear it chanted at myspace

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: Ruth Archer
Date: 25 Jun 08 - 04:48 AM

E is for Ernest who choked on a peach.

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: WalkaboutsVerse
Date: 25 Jun 08 - 04:58 AM

F is for Folkie - the timbre he'd reach.

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: Ruth Archer
Date: 25 Jun 08 - 05:29 AM

F is for Fanny sucked dry by a leech.

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: WalkaboutsVerse
Date: 25 Jun 08 - 06:26 AM

...or F is for Far - the note Fanny did reach.

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: Ruth Archer
Date: 25 Jun 08 - 06:29 AM

G is for George smothered under a rug.

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: Ruth Archer
Date: 25 Jun 08 - 06:32 AM

H is for Hector done in by a thug.

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: Amos
Date: 25 Jun 08 - 10:17 AM

I is for imbecile, babbling daily.

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: Ruth Archer
Date: 25 Jun 08 - 10:22 AM

no, Amos: I is for Ida who drowned in a lake.

J,of course, is for James who took lye by mistake.

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: Little Hawk
Date: 25 Jun 08 - 10:52 AM

Are you guys making all those lines up as you go along or is it from some existing poem or song?

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: Def Shepard
Date: 25 Jun 08 - 11:12 AM

LH, do ay you didn't ask :-D This is the source of the rather ummmm..... tasteful limericks

The Gashlycrumb Tinies authored by Mr. Edward Gorey Esq.

N is for Neville who died of ennui

O is for Olve run through with an awl

P is for Prue trampled flt in a brawl

Subject: RE: Walkaboutsverse
From: The Sandman
Date: 25 Jun 08 - 11:13 AM

once I drove a rolls royce down south
from john o groats to lands end
then to the sciilys I went forth and mulitplied.
and met Harold wilson as he strolled round a bend
he treated me to a glass of Wincarnis
as I wrote him some verse untarnished
oh what a jolly good egg
what shame hes now dead.
some youngsters they mock my rhymes
it must be a sign of the times
for an england long gone I yearn
AND the school matron,with a visage so stern.

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.

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: Def Shepard
Date: 25 Jun 08 - 11:28 AM

LH, Edward Gorey is in fact an American :-D

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: 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 - 11:49 AM

Red Rose Shock Horror Scandal
It's British owned!!!!!!!!!!!!! :-D

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: 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: Ruth Archer
Date: 25 Jun 08 - 01:10 PM

Z is for Zillah who drank too much gin.

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 - 01:26 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: Little Hawk
Date: 25 Jun 08 - 01:28 PM

Very good poem about the jeweller.

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: Ruth Archer
Date: 25 Jun 08 - 02:04 PM

They lived on treacle.

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 - 02:32 PM

So they were. VERY ill.

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 - 03:07 PM

It was a treacle well.

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: 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: 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: 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: Ruth Archer
Date: 25 Jun 08 - 05:45 PM

Sing ho! For the life of a bear.

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 - 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: 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: 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 - 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 - 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: Don Firth
Date: 25 Jun 08 - 11:48 PM

Just so neither of you are manic-depressive.

Don Firth

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: 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,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: 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: 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: 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: 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: 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: 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: 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: 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: 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: GUEST,Guest from Sanity
Date: 26 Jun 08 - 08:38 PM

Which lines of verse????

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: 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 - 10:41 PM

I meant the whole last verse..not the tag line at the end!

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: 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: 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: 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!

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Thread closed because it's been a target for a heavy barrage of Spam. If you have something to add to the discussion post in the Weekly Walkabout thread. Thanks.
-Joe Offer-