Thanks for participating - it made my brain work hard anyway.
They hauled up their boats and left them to lie
Then called for a leader to take them and try
To find the nirvana that they had seen in their dreams
But oft there were those with opposite schemes
The party set out with hopes and heads high
Their faces were happy and turned to the sky
Which promised a day of sunshine and flowers
But soon they found only darkness and showers
Sorry I'm off at a tangent now - I'm so unreliable!
In this little corner, there used to be Marcel,
His poems were second to none.
Does anybody know why he has disappeared?
Can anybody say where he has gone?
I like to know that members are
Not so indisposed,
That to stop their daily visits
They must do.
It is a hard task, but I really have to ask
Do you miss ‘Our Friend in Poetry’ too?
So if someone really knows
I’d be grateful to all those
Who can tell me where Marcel has gone!
I seem to recall Marcel posting that he was taking a rest from the Forum !!
Thank you, Bogman. I appreciate that.
Poetry is beginning to take a back seat with me - I am avidly drawing and painting at the moment. I get so engrossed - sometimes it even seems to take P.D. away for a while.
Good to know the creative juices still flow. I am not writing anything like the amount I used to and feel a bit jaded by the battle to get new poems easy to find.
I had hoped that everyone would post in just one thread and that way there would be no need to search for entries missed. It's all so tedious when on return from a fortnights break you have to go through so many files if you want to catch up. I don't possess a laptop otherwise that would solve the dilemma!
Still, The Pokermid has returned so that is one good thing and something to look forward to!
I am sorry Bogman & Lin. I did not understand. I have been searching though the creative corner to find a place that seems appropriate instead of having the courage to post here. It has become unwieldy & I have contibuted to this. Sorry
I think you may be mistaken, bogman. I don't think Pokermid has returned, but if he has, there are one or two questions I would like to ask him!
Sorry annebernadette, I didn't mean to ignore what you just said. I enjoy reading your poems and don't suppose it matters where you put them because I will search for them anyway. I read pages and pages of this forum every day.However, lots of good poems are lost to those people who don't bother to search, and that is a shame.
We don't have to restrict ourselves to poems, or do we? I take Creative Corner as being open to all kinds of creativity.Just imagine! If we could place pictures - you could spend a happy afternoon looking at my albums of tea cosies, cushions, dolls, table-runners, flower arrangements, aprons, etc. What fun! I AM JOKING!!!
I have another idea. Why not write letters. Just for a change.
One is coming up for you, shortly. I am a minefield of daft ideas. Perhaps this is another one!
I love your name. Do your family and friends call you Anne Bernadette? My niece was christened Annie-Margaret and many people use her full name. I call her Annie.
I have had a friend round for a cuppa and a piece of cake, this afternoon. I am so paranoid that I convinced myself that she kept looking at me and thinking - 'how much more weight are you going to put on before you do something about it!'
My husband will be home from work before too long so I will have to finish now. I could try to flick a duster around so that he thinks I have been busy, but I don't think he would notice. He knows my limitations!
This was so much easier than writing a poem!
Dear Lin, How very nice to receive a letter from you. I rush to reply as I find that if I put things off they don't get done!
My given name is that of an Irish goddess, who in true Irish fashion is associated with both the moon and midsummer. Apparently unable to deal with the discrepancy between the spelling & the sound, my English teachers decided upon Anne.
My friends & family call me many things, most recently "have you seen my" I call my o/h "I can't hear you"
I say pooh to dusting & other peoples' opinion of my state of heaviness
It is oh so tempting to try to rhyme the above. I will resist
Thanks for your swift reply. I know what you mean about rhyming but I am giving it a rest for a while.
Now don't feel you have to reply when I write to you - I fear I am in the grip of some sort of madness and I'm sure you have plenty of other things you want to do.
I think I might write to Bogman next or maybe Ray of Sunshine. He seemed to be having some fun in Creative Corner this afternoon, did you notice?
Anyway, husband home and ready to eat his tea, evening meal or supper. What do you call it? We are having lasagne tonight.
Once again thanks for reading. Hope you are feeling as well as you can be. I am starting to go 'off' now and the muscles in my back are uncomfortably tight! NO, it is not the knicker elastic. OOOOOOOOh sorry for that!
All the very best
I do so hope that we hear from Hen46 again and that he/she knows how much her perceptive contributions are appreciated and thought provoking. Also nice to read
I am most intrigued. You have dredged up some real oldies in Creative Corner - and you didn't even like pokermid.
You wrote a nice piece about Hull Fair. Do you still go? Do you think the Allam's or whatever they are called will extend the facilities at K.C. over Walton Street? Do you think the council will let them? Do you care?
The last time I went to Hull Fair - I kept getting stuck, you know,frozen. I was frightened so I don't think I will go again. It is a bit pricey too!
Did you hear all the memories of the Humber Ferry on the radio. It was very entertaining.Did you live in Hull in those days? I only went on it once.
I am hoping to go and see the Hockney exhibition at the Ferens. To think, once upon a time, I wouldn't have thought twice about driving into Hull. Now, I can't even contemplate it!
All the best
As you can probably see,I have given up poems for a short while and am writing letters instead.I think this is because I love writing and am extremely irritated and frustrated that I can't write by hand anymore. Even typing is becoming a bit more tricky. I have a voice activated system but it is not plugged in at the moment and I would have to crawl under the desk to connect it. I will have to set it up when I feel strong enough to crawl and find the sockets, plugs, etc.
I don't write many letters these days - other than to the taxman and such-like!
He is always writing to me too, telling me I have under-paid. I don't believe it is possible to underpay the taxman!
I have a friend coming at lunch-time tomorrow. She will call at the fish and chip shop on the way! Do you have a good 'chippy'? I don't eat them very often so tomorrow will be a real treat.
I am not going to the Mervyn Peake Awards because it is too far and, needless to say, I didn't win anything! If you are there give everyone an extra clap from me.
With all good wishes
This note I write to you to tell you of my plight,
for at the time of writing this Corner is an awful sight,
Instead of posting poems there are essays now to read,
So I am sending this to you at Broadband's fastest speed.
I too love to receive a letter from a respected friend
and hope you will not be offended with the words I send
So in desperation I'm guilty of starting another thread
A Letter Box for prose will be far more appropriate instead.
Tut, tut, Lin. Do you only go to ceremonies when you've won something?
Seriously though, have you ever won any prizes?
time's a great healer they say
so, when will time come my way?
a bird in the hand's worth a lot
what to do with it when it's got?
a timely stitch will help I've read
but where are the cotton and thread?
many hands are supposed to work
my own 2 are tending to shirk
and don't put your shoes on the bed
or bad luck will come it is said
and it is even badder
to walk under a ladder
it is really quite a production
adhering to all these instructions
OK RAY IT's ALL YOURS! Your comment to Lin is nasty beyond belief!
BYE AB, I WILL MISS YOU.
Please don't disappear bogman
I read the comment as a compliment & an honest Q of whether ability had been rewarded. Just goes to show how differently the same sentence can be interpreted