National Poetry Day with the theme Work.
I thought that I'd celebrate it here with this succinct gardening poem by an unknown author...
I plant the seed
You make it grow,
You send the rain,
I work the hoe.
Seasonal one........
No Spring, nor Summer Beauty hath such grace,
As I have seen in one Autumnall face.
John Dunne
There was an old woman from Leeds
who eat a packet a seed
in less than an hour her breasts where a flower
and her knees where covered in weeds. ::)
Froglegs 8)
Quote from: froglegs on October 09, 2008, 13:42:40
There was an old woman from Leeds
who eat a packet a seed
in less than an hour her breasts where a flower
and her knees where covered in weeds. ::)
Froglegs 8)
ROFL ;D ;D ;D
Nice thread, Flighty. :) How about this from Hilaire Belloc:
Lord Finchley
Lord Finchley tried to mend the electric light
Himself. It struck him dead: And serve him right!
It is the business of the wealthy man
To give employment to the artisan.
G x
Thanks Georgie that's a good one!
It's something I do on my blogs every year. xx
http://flightplot.wordpress.com/2008/10/09/today-is/
Hi Flighty,
Sorry I havn't got a poem for you [ must try harder ! ] :-\
I just wanted to say how moved I was by the poem about ' companion robin ' got goose bumps
and felt all emotional -- lovely.
Also gazed at the photo of the bumblebee on the blossom - a long time , how beautiful .
I love bumbles, have you noticed how they raise a front leg if you come too close -
as if to say ' thats enough pal ! ' [ respect ]
floss xxx
Here's my favourite poet....
http://uk.youtube.com/watch?v=LddPuhzt0F4 (http://uk.youtube.com/watch?v=LddPuhzt0F4)
http://uk.youtube.com/watch?v=H5fA184R6EA&NR=1 (http://uk.youtube.com/watch?v=H5fA184R6EA&NR=1)
I wandered lonely as a cloud,
and whistled through my blue lips............
forgot the rest
Really, Sawfish? I'd never have guessed. ;D He was a one-off wasn't he? Sadly missed.
Flossy that's okay! As you say it's a lovely poem.
I've seen some very large, and dozy, bumble bees lately. I suppose that they get fed up being peered at and photographed! xx
Rhubarb Thresher the much missed Geoff Hamilton said...When Wordsworth's heart with pleasure filled at a crowd of golden daffodils it's a safe bet that he didn't see them two weeks later!
Do you ever feel lonely,
of course I do,
then think of Billy,
he's lonely too,
lives in a city,
population 1
;D
I wrote a poem in the break when I went to see John Hegley once, he read it out at the end as the winner. I won a piece of string.
It had to be about the difference between sheds and dogs. ???
Oooh, another John Hegley fan here too. I like his one about the difference between dogs and yule logs, but let's not hijack the thread. ;D
G x
Thanks for those links, Sawfish, another huge Ivor Cutler fan here