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Thread: Tag Poem: the Game
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Firenze
Ordinary decent pagan
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One 4 line stanza per post, rhyming abab, the first line of which is the same as the last line of the previous stanza.
Subject: What I Did in my Holidays.
Get up too early. Take taxi. Queue. Wait.
Fumble for passport and for boarding pass.
Unpack. Repack. Queue. Coffee. Go to gate.
Row forty-seven F, World Traveller class.
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Amos
Shipmate
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Row forty-seven F, World Traveller Class
Wedged haunch to haunch between Phineas Finn
And Mrs Sairy Gamp. This too will pass.
Stow your hand luggage. Let the fun begin.
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At the end of the day we face our Maker alongside Jesus--ken
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Marvin the Martian
Interplanetary
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Stow your hand luggage. Let the fun begin.
The plane takes off, climbing to the sky
Carrying holiday dreams and hopes within
The buckets, the spades, the suncream, and I.
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Hail Gallaxhar
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Firenze
Ordinary decent pagan
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The buckets, the spades, the sun cream and I
Remember I forgot to stop the milk.
The crowded step signals to passers by -
To any burglar and their thieving ilk.
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Curiosity killed ...
Ship's Mug
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To any burglar and their thieving ilk
Summer extends a long invitation:
Windows ajar, curtains fluttering like silk,
Summoning all with soft susurration
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Mugs - Keep the Ship afloat
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the famous rachel
Shipmate
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Summoning all with soft susurration
The white-hooded waves on the sandy seashore
Finally arrived from the grubby bus-station
I throw off my clothes and jump in with a roar.
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A shrivelled appendix to the body of Christ.
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Smudgie
Ship's Barnacle
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I throw off my clothes and jump in with a roar.
Soft, silent and subtle, the sinking sand sighs
and subsumes all my nakedness - head, shoulders, more..
until all that remains is the legs past the thighs.
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Miss you, Erin.
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Raptor Eye
Shipmate
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Until all that remains is the legs past the thighs,
I pull myself up and gaze out to the sea,
And remember all of those tearful good-byes,
Shedding a tear at one special memory.
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Be still, and know that I am God! Psalm 46.10
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Firenze
Ordinary decent pagan
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Shedding a tear at one special memory
Of that funny hotel in Torre del Mar -
Not knowing the Spanish for 'seminary' -
Which was why there wasn't a pool or a bar.
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mark_in_manchester
not waving, but...
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![[Killing me]](graemlins/killingme.gif)
<I have to murder that last line or I can't make the sense or the scan!>
Why there wasn't a pool or bar, my love
in the house where we once came together -
Now you fight for a newer car, my love, and
hotels with dependable weather.
[ 25. July 2014, 16:50: Message edited by: mark_in_manchester ]
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"We are punished by our sins, not for them" - Elbert Hubbard
(so good, I wanted to see it after my posts and not only after those of shipmate JBohn from whom I stole it)
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St. Stephen the Stoned
Shipmate
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Hotels with dependable weather
May be found anywhere on this isle.
In Winter or Summer, whenever,
The weather's dependably vile.
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Chesterbelloc
Tremendous trifler
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The weather's dependably vile.
Except when it isn't, like when
The sun shines like it's going out of style -
And, depend on it, I'm at work then.
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"[A] moral, intellectual, and social step below Mudfrog."
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jacobsen
seeker
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Depend on it, I'm at work,- then
The sun comes out for a brief glance,
The whole country smiles as the weather beguiles
But I'm working, so I missed my chance.
(Did that turn into a limerick? Must be out of practice.)
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But God, holding a candle, looks for all who wander, all who search. - Shifra Alon
Beauty fades, dumb is forever-Judge Judy
The man who made time, made plenty.
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Raptor Eye
Shipmate
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I'm working, so I missed my chance
To gallivant, free as a bird;
On a sandy beach to run and dance;
To do things considered absurd.
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Be still, and know that I am God! Psalm 46.10
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Firenze
Ordinary decent pagan
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First line slightly enhanced to get us back to 10 syllables
To do things considered absurd is what
Has us dreaming of white water, the frozen north,
Samarkhand by yak, ten days on a yacht -
End up in a caravan park at Borth.
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Curiosity killed ...
Ship's Mug
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End up in a caravan park in Borth
The holiday destination from hell,
Sea's coldness: wearing wetsuits to go forth,
Build gritty sandcastles topped by a shell.
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Mugs - Keep the Ship afloat
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jacobsen
seeker
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Build gritty sandcastles topped by a shell
Crowning the edifice off with some wood
Suddenly saved by the welcome lunch bell.
Doesn't hot food in cold weather taste good.
[ 28. July 2014, 09:58: Message edited by: jacobsen ]
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But God, holding a candle, looks for all who wander, all who search. - Shifra Alon
Beauty fades, dumb is forever-Judge Judy
The man who made time, made plenty.
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Raptor Eye
Shipmate
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Doesn't hot food in cold weather taste good,
All huddled around the camp fire
As the rain drives down against the hood.
Here we need the family 'live wire'.
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Be still, and know that I am God! Psalm 46.10
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mark_in_manchester
not waving, but...
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Here we need the family 'live wire'
like that proverbial hole in the head.
The rain's horizontal, the campsite's a mire
I wish I was home in the shed.
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"We are punished by our sins, not for them" - Elbert Hubbard
(so good, I wanted to see it after my posts and not only after those of shipmate JBohn from whom I stole it)
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Curiosity killed ...
Ship's Mug
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I wish I was home in the garden shed,
Potting out seeds, gathering fruits instead,
Sheltering from storms with a roof overhead,
Asleep undisturbed in a proper bed.
(added a couple of syllables to the first line to get it back up to 10 syllables)
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Mugs - Keep the Ship afloat
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Firenze
Ordinary decent pagan
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Asleep undisturbed in a proper bed.
Just a fortnight ago? How time has flown!
A slither of post - that pot plant looks dead -
A red light blinking on the Ansaphone.
That brings us rather neatly to a conclusion of that subject. It will be for the next Poster to propose a theme and write a new first verse.
Firenze
8th Day Host.
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the famous rachel
Shipmate
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quote:
Originally posted by Firenze:
That brings us rather neatly to a conclusion of that subject. It will be for the next Poster to propose a theme and write a new first verse.
Firenze
8th Day Host.
In honour of the commonwealth games, how about "Sport" for a topic? Here's first verse...
I tried to run a twenty six mile race:
In planning and training it all seemed fine.
The day dawned hot: burning feet, burning face,
Til I hobbled across the finish line.
Rachel.
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Firenze
Ordinary decent pagan
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Till I hobbled across the finish line
Three parts dead, to one part alive.
Still, the achievement was totally mine
In a time of six hours forty five.
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mark_in_manchester
not waving, but...
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In a time of six hours forty-five
I run five k, to my great shock
or should I say alarm - when I arrive
I find I've pushed the wrong wee button on the clock!
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"We are punished by our sins, not for them" - Elbert Hubbard
(so good, I wanted to see it after my posts and not only after those of shipmate JBohn from whom I stole it)
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QLib
Bad Example
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I pushed the wrong wee button on the clock
And missed the airport bus – was so dismayed.
The taxi cost a bomb, but – do not mock! -
Arrived as they announced: “The plane's delayed.”
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Tradition is the handing down of the flame, not the worship of the ashes Gustav Mahler.
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mark_in_manchester
not waving, but...
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Hey QLib - we'd moved on to sport! This won't be great, but I'll try to heave it back around...
Arrived as they announced 'the plane's delayed',
a hundred-metre sprint with two big cases.
If Usain Bolt were sim'larly arrayed
perhaps he wouldn't win so many races.
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"We are punished by our sins, not for them" - Elbert Hubbard
(so good, I wanted to see it after my posts and not only after those of shipmate JBohn from whom I stole it)
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QLib
Bad Example
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Oops, sorry. ![[Hot and Hormonal]](icon_redface.gif)
Perhaps he wouldn't win so many races
If he'd been born with two left feet, like me.
Awesome as it is to watch his paces,
I'm glad there's summat else on the TV.
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Tradition is the handing down of the flame, not the worship of the ashes Gustav Mahler.
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passer
Indigo
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I'm glad there's summat else on the TV
To ease the pain of the unwelcome news
That Sky Sports once again has raised its fee -
Maybe my team will now no longer lose
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the famous rachel
Shipmate
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Maybe my team will now no longer lose!
What will we talk about over a beer?
Playing at manager, players we choose
Who might bring elusive victory near.
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A shrivelled appendix to the body of Christ.
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mark_in_manchester
not waving, but...
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'(He) who might bring, elusive vict'ry near'
sounds like the first line of a hymn by Watts.
I love the old hymns, choruses are queer -
Whether they're rendered by the taigs or prots!
(Sorry. Given the 'sport' theme I think I might have just diverted us into the murky territory of sectarian football songs. Someone, rescue us!)
[ 01. August 2014, 10:47: Message edited by: mark_in_manchester ]
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"We are punished by our sins, not for them" - Elbert Hubbard
(so good, I wanted to see it after my posts and not only after those of shipmate JBohn from whom I stole it)
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jacobsen
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Whether they're rendered by 'Taigs or Prots
I find the concrete quite disgusting
When upon the surface of a house it rots
Whilst beneath the structure's rusting.*
*Mostly applicable to prefabs like mine, which have a metal structure.
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But God, holding a candle, looks for all who wander, all who search. - Shifra Alon
Beauty fades, dumb is forever-Judge Judy
The man who made time, made plenty.
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Firenze
Ordinary decent pagan
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'Whilst beneath the structure's rusting' opined
The engineer. And sucked his teeth, and spat.
'Thing for which stadium is not designed -
All-out chariot racing on the flat'.
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the famous rachel
Shipmate
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All-out chariot racing on the flat
Flat out beneath the staring starry sky
Sport as a faint substitute for combat
No deadly bladed wheels go whirring by.
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A shrivelled appendix to the body of Christ.
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Jamat
Shipmate
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No deadly bladed wheels go whirling by
Nor even any sounds or sights forlorn
Instead Of silence, sounds a single sigh
Until birds' chorus at the start of dawn
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Jamat ..in utmost longditude, where Heaven
with Earth and ocean meets, the setting sun slowly descended, and with right aspect
Against the eastern gate of Paradise. (Milton Paradise Lost Bk iv)
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Firenze
Ordinary decent pagan
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Not seeing a terrific amount of Sport-related content in that last. Let's see if we can get back on track.
Until bird's chorus at the start of dawn
I'd been all up for running in the park;
But looking on a day both wet and wan
Turned over and thought: sod this for a lark.
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Jamat
Shipmate
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Turned over and thought sod this for a lark
There's no appointment that I need to keep
The dog awoke and gave a little bark
But he switched off the alarm and went to sleep
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Jamat ..in utmost longditude, where Heaven
with Earth and ocean meets, the setting sun slowly descended, and with right aspect
Against the eastern gate of Paradise. (Milton Paradise Lost Bk iv)
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Yorick
Infinite Jester
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An important part of what we’re trying to discover in this thread is how poetry can be developed partly through the discipline of its conformity to a theme. The theme at the moment is sport, so you get extra points if you can make this a more explicit feature of your verse.
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این نیز بگذرد
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Doublethink.
Ship's Foolwise Unperson
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But he switched off the alarm and went to sleep
Dreaming of the morning's race he was to run
He missed the snooze, there was no friendly beep -
By the time he'd roused himself, the race it was begun.
(ETA My god the scansion in that is terrible.)
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All political thinking for years past has been vitiated in the same way. People can foresee the future only when it coincides with their own wishes, and the most grossly obvious facts can be ignored when they are unwelcome. George Orwell
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passer
Indigo
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(I agree with the ETA in DT's post. The three extra syllables in the last line pose too much of a challenge, so I've followed on from the previous post.)
A more explicit feature of your verse
Should be compliance with the stated theme
Without the rules team sports would be much worse
Play up, and play the game, and live the dream.
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Firenze
Ordinary decent pagan
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He wrote 'Play up, play up, and play the game!'
For Newbolt was an Englishman - like they
That with patriotism all aflame
Went forth a hundred years ago today.
And now, having effectively sunk that subject, I suggest the next poster introduces a new theme for our intermittently decasyllabic epic
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Raptor Eye
Shipmate
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Went forth a hundred years ago today,
Or so it seems, will this race ever end?
I hurt, I'm hot, I'm not sure of the way.
Will a finish line be seen around this bend?
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Be still, and know that I am God! Psalm 46.10
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Doublethink.
Ship's Foolwise Unperson
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What is the new theme Raptor's eye ?
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All political thinking for years past has been vitiated in the same way. People can foresee the future only when it coincides with their own wishes, and the most grossly obvious facts can be ignored when they are unwelcome. George Orwell
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Raptor Eye
Shipmate
# 16649
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Thank you, the new theme is Water
A starter line: I found myself swimming in the water, at last!
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Be still, and know that I am God! Psalm 46.10
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Firenze
Ordinary decent pagan
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Ah, but we need a starter stanza. Here's one I prepared earlier.
I found myself afloat one day - but how
I came to be on this large stretch of wet
In what is possibly a ketch or scow
Is something i have not established yet.
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Jamat
Shipmate
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Is something I have not established yet
Like or river or the endless sea
Whatever, it's a barrier and wet
To stop my lover coming back to me
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Jamat ..in utmost longditude, where Heaven
with Earth and ocean meets, the setting sun slowly descended, and with right aspect
Against the eastern gate of Paradise. (Milton Paradise Lost Bk iv)
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Jamat
Shipmate
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Sorry, the second line is lake not like
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Jamat ..in utmost longditude, where Heaven
with Earth and ocean meets, the setting sun slowly descended, and with right aspect
Against the eastern gate of Paradise. (Milton Paradise Lost Bk iv)
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jacobsen
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To stop my lover coming back to me
I threatened him with a bullet.
Sadly, he is deaf, you see,
And thought I meant red mullet.
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But God, holding a candle, looks for all who wander, all who search. - Shifra Alon
Beauty fades, dumb is forever-Judge Judy
The man who made time, made plenty.
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Jamat
Shipmate
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And thought I meant red mullet
When it's trout we have for dinner
But at least it isn't halibut
So everyone's a winner
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Jamat ..in utmost longditude, where Heaven
with Earth and ocean meets, the setting sun slowly descended, and with right aspect
Against the eastern gate of Paradise. (Milton Paradise Lost Bk iv)
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Firenze
Ordinary decent pagan
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'So everyone's a winner' - is this true?
Watching those swimmers poised above the pool
I've not seen indifference nor have you
I fear unequal glory is the rule.
Water and Sport. Go me.
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jacobsen
seeker
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I fear unequal glory is the rule
As I swim my dogged way from length to length,
And, crawling up and down the swimming pool
Can only hope I go from strength to strength.
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But God, holding a candle, looks for all who wander, all who search. - Shifra Alon
Beauty fades, dumb is forever-Judge Judy
The man who made time, made plenty.
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