Don't forget your trench digger. And bucket L......
dk, see what you've started? WOLers will be all taking sickies and flocking to the beach (nearest them).......producing trench-digger dry-up. Gosh dk. Hang your head......
Comment is about Kids On A Beach (blog)
Original item by d.knape
You're so gullible John. I've got the map of Australia on mine. Helps in my return if caught wondering around lost. Or is it the Mona Lisa? Must look.......
Comment is about THE TATTOOED LADY (blog)
Original item by John Coopey
That's brilliant, Ray.
Comment is about Someone Identified the Masculine Voice (blog)
Original item by Randy Horton
I feel the need to rectify some factual inaccuracies, all sacrificed for the poem. I believe this boy did not in fact die; I have conflated this incident with another. Further, as MC points out, I don’t think these were regular bobbies but rather security forces. But “The Laughing State Trooper” didn’t quite cut it. The drinking coffee and smashing mobiles may also have happened in similar instances. All in all you may think this is a complete fabrication. But the more shocking still that there are several instances from which I can select abuses.
Comment is about THE LAUGHING POLICEMAN (blog)
Original item by John Coopey
Did you ever ask him how he knew, Kev? He could have told me he’d got the Sistine Chapel ceiling on his arse, I’d still have taken his word for it.
Comment is about THE TATTOOED LADY (blog)
Original item by John Coopey
Thank you Alaia! Message from the stars huh? I like the sound of that! Though I wrote it for my goddaughter- proud godmother alert!- the reader's interpretation is to my experience most of the times better, deeper and more beautiful than the writer's intent!
Thank you Alaia ?
Mae
Comment is about Starchild's Keeper- A Sonnet (blog)
Original item by Mae Foreman
I'm calling sick and going to the beach!
Comment is about Kids On A Beach (blog)
Original item by d.knape
I started a rhyme to comment you
Pulled out words and was ready to ride
But my iambs and trochees got mixed up
Had to toss it in bin - but I tried.
We'll never make bard status Eiren......?
Comment is about Tried, I did. (blog)
Original item by Eiren Water
Was digging in the sand one day
Trench digger I was lent
Five years old with no license
How you think I went?
I went down digging my deep hole
(Which five-years all do)
Went past the centre of the world
I kid you not, true blue
I broke out (bit exhausted)
In a foreign land
dk, it wasn't China
I broke out in more sand ?
They flew me back to 'stralia
(The digger came by sea)
I know you don't believe a word
It's dk's fault , yes he
I quickly turned into a star
A five-year-old sand trencher
The world-dig record I did break
On my little venture........
This author sends apologies to the other author ......?
Comment is about Kids On A Beach (blog)
Original item by d.knape
Off-poem. You're right John. It does make sense.....?
Comment is about THE LAUGHING POLICEMAN (blog)
Original item by John Coopey
Thank you Kevin, Dorothy and Don for your comments. Kevin your words are wise and should be a reminder to us all that what we see on thes surface often has a different story beneath.
Keith
Comment is about Damaged for life (blog)
Original item by keith jeffries
Many thanks for your thoughts, Wolfgang. The incident and others like it are all the more shocking that this is not some distant place we dismiss as “backward” and “uncivilised”. It isn’t Rwanda, for instance. The post-Yugoslav atrocities of the 1990’s seemed the more horrific for being in a “civilised” European country.
Don - When you strike for shorter hours (and personally I always thought an hour was too long) you’re bound to end up with a shorter year.
Comment is about THE LAUGHING POLICEMAN (blog)
Original item by John Coopey
My dad was in the navy. He discribed a tattoo of one of his shipmates which featured a hunting scene, with a foxes tail sticking out of his rusty bullet hole.
Comment is about THE TATTOOED LADY (blog)
Original item by John Coopey
A sad reminder that we shouldn't judge people. It's the same with homeless people, we don't know what they've been through to get where they are.
Comment is about Damaged for life (blog)
Original item by keith jeffries
The expressive imagery of each slide is worth, not just a visit, but an understanding. Only then will the complete concerto reveal it's true wealth to me. This work is dense and I haven't made the time to feel it with any certainty.
(Just deleted half of what I wrote.)
I really applaud the flow you know.
Blessings abound,
f
Comment is about THE SNOT-GREEN (WINE-DARK) SEA (blog)
Original item by John E Marks
It's still Sunday for me here so that means.....I'm in yesterday...
Comment is about It's Sunday in the UK (blog)
Original item by Don Matthews
Sparkle and shine!
Comment is about Please don’t make yourself at home (blog)
Original item by Alexandra K. Parapadakis
Thanks Devon. I hope to get some friends together soon and put it to music
Comment is about Trouble (blog)
Original item by Lisa C Bassignani
I apologise but this is nothing to do with the poem. John says "and others of your short years". I was not aware living downunder our years are shorter. My scientific knowledge has been expanded.....?
Comment is about THE LAUGHING POLICEMAN (blog)
Original item by John Coopey
MC I do see
You're really up late
Eleven sixteen
Your bed does you wait
I posted this poem
At 4pm here
Now was it Sunday?
I'm not really clear
This funny old day/time
Confuses me so
Old sol he just laughs at me
Ho ho de ho
Silly boy.......
Comment is about It's Sunday in the UK (blog)
Original item by Don Matthews
Are you behind or are you ahead?
Are you just getting up or retiring to bed?
Is the sun coming up or has it gone down?
Are you on the way home or going to town?
Wherever you are in the world you can choose
The right time where you are by the 24 hour news. ?
Comment is about It's Sunday in the UK (blog)
Original item by Don Matthews
Devon Brock
Sun 11th Aug 2019 22:19
Read this to the tune of "Gun Street Girl". Oh yea!
D
Comment is about Trouble (blog)
Original item by Lisa C Bassignani
Thaks for posting this.
Yes, rather nostalgic. Oh the free-spirited life of a child, the impulsive behaviour and the simple joys.
Thank you.
Comment is about Kids On A Beach (blog)
Original item by d.knape
P.S. Question: Did anyone "teach" Charles Dickens how to
write? Did he ever get one of those "degrees" touted in today's
literary circles? Or did he matriculate in the hard knock variety of
Victorian hack-writing to meet a deadline in an age of "Penny
Dreadfuls"...arguably the precursors of the popular magazines
and comics that became an integral part of life in the 20th century.
The English language had probably reached the zenith of its extraordinary range in his day and like anyone intent on mastering
a craft, it is easy to believe he learnt his creative talents "on the
job" in a world rich in difference; in class, wealth, opportunity and
especially the use of language...from the Queen's English to
broad Cockney and dialects, all of which he used to extraordinary
effect in his novels.
Comment is about Confessions of a tripe addict (article)
Original item by Greg Freeman
Good effort Kwan.
I used to live here but then went away to go within. I'm back now and it's great to see new talent.
Keep writing.
Raj
Comment is about Chocolates (blog)
Original item by Kwan Srijomkwan
Alexandra I love this theme -- so aspirational.
And the rhythm really hooked me in.
"Just be a star" ... what a way to finish.
At the end of the day we must all learn to reach for the stars and if we can't catch one at least we can come back with a handful of stardust.
Glitter. Glitter.
Raj x
Comment is about Please don’t make yourself at home (blog)
Original item by Alexandra K. Parapadakis
Thanks for your thoughts, MC.
Comment is about THE LAUGHING POLICEMAN (blog)
Original item by John Coopey
Hi Raj, I've been absent from WOL myself. Sometimes writing drags me off to places I don't much like and I have to take a break. Hope you're well and returning from 'within' with treasure.
Comment is about The Row (blog)
Original item by Hazel ettridge
This reminds me of Stevenson's -
"Home is the sailor from the sea,
The hunter from the hill" - for its very effective transmission of timeless.emotion about the human condition.
Thank you.
Comment is about Sing Me To Sleep (blog)
Original item by Jason Bayliss
The original was a popular music hall song that I recall from my own
boyhood - on a small acetate disc owned by my Edwardian stepfather. It still gives pleasure. I'm not sure that "police" is the
correct term for the security forces employed to face public order
in that area at that time. Let us recall the definition applied here in the UK - the yardstick description of the word police - "means the
arrangements made in all civilised countries to ensure the inhabitants
keep the peace and obey the law. It also refers to those employed
for that purpose."
Comment is about THE LAUGHING POLICEMAN (blog)
Original item by John Coopey
Sun 11th Aug 2019 13:57
Truely Ray
"The grindstone that wears a man into a polished version of himself."
Is most beautifully put.
"Waiting..."
and
"school holidays..."
quality.
(is that an Alan Benett...voice?)
Comment is about ray pool (poet profile)
Original item by ray pool
<Deleted User> (18980)
Sun 11th Aug 2019 12:12
...creeping like a nun...
Comment is about It's Sunday in the UK (blog)
Original item by Don Matthews
No race/nation/class holds a monopoly of evil, Dorothy. Nor do they hold a monopoly of virtue.
(And thankyou for the “Like” Branwell).
Comment is about THE LAUGHING POLICEMAN (blog)
Original item by John Coopey
Thankyou, Don. I don’t Know if you (and others of your short years) are familiar with the original.
https://m.youtube.com/watch?v=hI1nPd7hezM
Comment is about THE LAUGHING POLICEMAN (blog)
Original item by John Coopey
Sun 11th Aug 2019 11:16
Poetry
that's too obtuse
will leave you
even more confused
before your hurting head
comes loose
give it a boost
read Dr. Seuss.
?
Comment is about Don Matthews (poet profile)
Original item by Don Matthews
I don't know what to make of this
To laugh or bloody cry
I simply shake my head about
And give a great big sigh.......
Comment is about THE LAUGHING POLICEMAN (blog)
Original item by John Coopey
So well executed Keith. You lead the reader along and explain all the above in the final line. It's like the reverse of a joke which leads you along to the end punchline. Anyhow, that's a similar technique I feel you have used here for a 'sad' theme. Well done.......
Comment is about Damaged for life (blog)
Original item by keith jeffries
Adam,
A spectacular poem rich in its language which speaks of our celestial home as not being inert but full of life and activity,
I really enjoyed this
Thanks
Keith
Comment is about Desert Landscape (blog)
Original item by Adam Rabinowitz
You have given facts and feelings all wrapped up in one here Belinda. All in beautiful poetry.......
Comment is about Did You Know I Have Cancer (blog)
Original item by Belinda Sue Kiser
They watched the oak tree grow and grow
They watched, and also grew
Until they could no longer watch
They died, but oak still grew
Their children watched this oak tree grow
They also watched and grew
My story will go on and on
(Through generations too)
The mighty oak stood proud and tall
A stranger passing by
Did wonder who this oak tree plant?
A whisper came, 'twas I
Comment is about Sing Me To Sleep (blog)
Original item by Jason Bayliss
A real emotion delivered so simple. I quite like the contrast between 'the sound of thunder and the calm of soft rain". I can almost hear it.
Well done.
Comment is about Inside my soul (blog)
Original item by Alta H Mabin (Ally)
Since I am heading off to the mountains for a number of days...thought I would post a landscape poem. Looking forward to reading what I missed upon my return
Comment is about Desert Landscape (blog)
Original item by Adam Rabinowitz
Do.RoThy
Sun 11th Aug 2019 04:35
Beautiful emotions well expressed!! ?
Comment is about Inside my soul (blog)
Original item by Alta H Mabin (Ally)
I'm glad your cat told you your glasses were perched on top of your head. Ah, the problems of getting old. Now where is that 'd' on my keyboard? Lost my glasses. Sorry........
Comment is about d.knape (poet profile)
Original item by d.knape
That it will Don, that it will.?
J. x
Comment is about Sing Me To Sleep (blog)
Original item by Jason Bayliss
Perfect description of a hair raising moment or rather continuous moment in time, galvanising us into an unfeasible witness role David.
Welcome to the D & W fold !
Comment is about MAN ON A WIRE (blog)
Original item by David Cooke
Yes Keith, as Devon says, the ever unanswered question.......but a never ending source of inspiration for poets......
Comment is about All around us (blog)
Original item by keith jeffries
So beautiful Jason. I have never heard of this kind of cemetery. The oak will outlive all of you....
Comment is about Sing Me To Sleep (blog)
Original item by Jason Bayliss
d.knape
Mon 12th Aug 2019 13:39
Cash preferred!
Comment is about If You Enjoy This Site (blog)
Original item by d.knape