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October 24, 2015

Snow

A lack of musak.

No ghost, for spirits are immaterial as the wind

and here is a material world.

Aisles empty as the minds of the robots who patrol

for security has no soul.

Automated tills say

“have a nice day”

in a voice as caring

as the check out girl who is inwardly swearing

at her bloke,

“the guys a f..k joke”!

“Big Issue?”

the girl outside the store asks.

it’s a hopeless task

For the issue has been lost

and tossed

with the needles and dodgy cash

into the trash

Long ago.

Clubbers admire t...

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Published on October 24, 2015 00:47

October 23, 2015

The Old Familiar Faces By Charles Lamb

It is sometimes remarked by those who do not care for poetry that it is difficult to understand. However this certainly can not be said of the below poem, “The Old Familiar Faces” by the poet, Charles Lamb.

The Old Familiar Faces By Chaarles Lamb

I have had playmates, I have had companions,

In my days of childhood, in my joyful school-days,

All, all are gone, the old familiar faces.

I have been laughing, I have been carousing,

Drinking late, sitting late, with my bosom cronies,

All, all...

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Published on October 23, 2015 14:11

What to Do On a Friday: Meet and Greet!!

Originally posted on Dream Big, Dream Often:

imagesIt’s Meet and Greet Weekend at Dream Big!!

Ok so here are the rules:

Leave a link to your page or post in the comments of this post. Reblog this post. It helps you, it helps me, it helps everyone! So don’t be selfish, hit the reblog button. Edit your reblog post and add tags (i.e. reblogging, reblog, meet n greet, link party, etc.), it helps, trust me on this one. Share this post on social media. Many of my non-blogger friends love that I put...
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Published on October 23, 2015 13:56

Encyclopedia Britannica

Several days ago, I fell into conversation with an acquaintance while enjoying a convivial pint in my favourite pub. During our chat he mentioned that the charity shop in which he volunteers has received a 24 volume set of the 1969 encyclopedia britannica. The person in charge of the shop was minded to send encyclopedia britannica for pulping, for which the charity would receive a small payment.

I (along with my acquaintance) where horrified at the thought of this work of reference being dest...

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Published on October 23, 2015 09:23

October 22, 2015

The Mermaid

“Jump in

and swim.

The water is cold

but the bold

will find gold

in the dank cave

which the brave

mermaid

may explore”.

Mermen adore

the rocky sea floor

and will implore

you to play

as the day

darkens.

The wise mermaid harkens

to the gull

who cries above,

“it is not love.

‘Tis better to stay on the sand warm

than have your heart torn

asunder

by mermen who plunder”.

The waves thunder

And the mermaid does wonder

About gold dust

Lust

And sin.


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Published on October 22, 2015 23:48

The Best Edgar Allan Poe Stories

drewdog2060drewdog2060:

Sadly my braille edition of Poe’s “Tales Of Mystery And Imagination” (which runs to 9 volumes) is missing several of them. It being a collection of stories, this is not the end of the world and the book still resides on the bookcase in my bedroom. Kevin

Originally posted on Interesting Literature:

10 great Edgar Allan Poe short stories everyone should read

Compiling a list of the best Edgar Allan Poe short stories is always going to prove controversial, because he wrot...

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Published on October 22, 2015 07:31

The Fairy Ring

The ring is no longer magic

but the tragic

fairies continue to dance.

There is no romance

yet as a magnet to the metal

man can not settle

and is drawn

to this sight forlorn.

The flesh tires.

Desires

cool

but the fool

plays with the burning coal.

Man’s goal

is the salvation of his soul.

The fairies cease their play

as day

breaks.

Man as from a dream awakes

and forsakes

for a time

the circle, once thought so divine.


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Published on October 22, 2015 04:08

October 21, 2015

Time

The reaper moves

In time with the pendulum.

No rush

Or fuss

He has plenty of time.

My patient friend

whose tick portends

my inevitable end.

You rest in state

on my bookcase.

Tick tock

I can not stop

time’s sithe.

None can survive

his cut.

Though in a cupboard my clock be shut

death can not be put

aside

The sickle chops

And the heart will, one day, stop.


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Published on October 21, 2015 14:21

October 20, 2015

Family Life

The hoary

old Tory

finds glory

in the upper house.

his socialist spouse

drinks champagne

and cudgels her brains

about the renationalisation of trains.

Their Communist girl

Her head in an idealistic whirl

Buys expensive clothes

For she knows

That money on ancient trees grows.

And so the world goes!


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Published on October 20, 2015 23:02

A Short Analysis of ‘Adlestrop’ by Edward Thomas

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A wonderful analysis of one of my favourite poems. Kevin

Originally posted on Interesting Literature:

A short introduction to the poem ‘Adlestrop’ by Edward Thomas

The latest in our series of short analyses of short poems takes Edward Thomas’s ‘Adlestrop’ as its subject. Before we get to the analysis, then, here is the wonderful sixteen-line poem, which was once ranked Britain’s 20th favourite poem:

Yes, I remember Adlestrop –
The name, because one afternoon
Of heat th...

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Published on October 20, 2015 07:28