Walkaboutsverse

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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