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I wrote a whole long ode to my cat (who is not dead yet) the other night in my head, right from when he was born to now. Its gone now though and wouldnt be the same as it was then lol.
I write my dreams down the minute I get in work when Im at work, I have a folder full under my keyboard mat of mental dreams, I must bring it home and put it up on here for a laugh :oops: :lol:
you should sharon hun xxxx im prob gonna write a poem tontie feelin a bit low hey ho tuts xxxxxxxxxx
@cath 55 wrote:
you should sharon hun xxxx im prob gonna write a poem tontie feelin a bit low hey ho tuts xxxx
Would be nice if Essy could telepathically tune in wouldnt it x
You go for it hun, Im gunning for ya, positive vibes and all that 8)
@sharongooner wrote:
@cath 55 wrote:
you should sharon hun xxxx im prob gonna write a poem tontie feelin a bit low hey ho tuts xxxx
Would be nice if Essy could telepathically tune in wouldnt it x
You go for it hun, Im gunning for ya, positive vibes and all that 8)
we are gonna get in such shyte fer goin off thread pmsl xxxxxxxxxx
Favorite of mine
Christina Rossetti 1783 – 1854
Remember me when I am gone away,
Gone far away into the silent land;
When you can no more hold me by the hand,
Nor I half turn to go yet turning stay.
Remember me when no more day by day.
You tell me of our future that you plann’d:
Only remember me; you understand
It will be late to counsel then or pray.
Yet if you should forget me for a while
And afterwards remember, do not grieve:
For if the darkness and corruption leave
A vestige of the thoughts that once I had,
Better by far you should forget and smile
Than that you should remember and be sad.Never heard that one before cas but its beautiful tho sad x
@cath 55 wrote:
@sharongooner wrote:
@cath 55 wrote:
you should sharon hun xxxx im prob gonna write a poem tontie feelin a bit low hey ho tuts xxxx
Would be nice if Essy could telepathically tune in wouldnt it x
You go for it hun, Im gunning for ya, positive vibes and all that 8)
we are gonna get in such shyte fer goin off thread pmsl xxxx
Oi… stick to the thread you feckers!!! :lol:
:wink:
The Song Of Wandering Aengus
I went out to the hazel wood,
Because a fire was in my head,
And cut and peeled a hazel wand,
And hooked a berry to a thread;
And when white moths were on the wing,
And moth-like stars were flickering out,
I dropped the berry in a stream
And caught a little silver trout.When I had laid it on the floor
I went to blow the fire aflame,
But something rustled on the floor,
And some one called me by my name:
It had become a glimmering girl
With apple blossom in her hair
Who called me by my name and ran
And faded through the brightening air.Though I am old with wandering
Through hollow lads and hilly lands.
I will find out where she has gone,
And kiss her lips and take her hands;
And walk among long dappled grass,
And pluck till time and times are done
The silver apples of the moon,
The golden apples of the sun.Who Goes With Fergus?
Who will go drive with Fergus now,
And pierce the deep wood’s woven shade,
And dance upon the level shore?
Young man, lift up your russet brow,
And lift your tender eyelids, maid,
And brood on hopes and fear no more.And no more turn aside and brood
Upon love’s bitter mystery;
For Fergus rules the brazen cars,
And rules the shadows of the wood,
And the white breast of the dim sea
And all dishevelled wandering stars.Lament for a Lost Dinner Ticket by Margaret Hamilton
See ma mammy
See ma dinner ticket
A pititnma
Pokit an she pititny
Washnmachine.See thon burnty
Up wherra fire wiz
Ma mammy says
Am no tellnyagain
No’y playnit.
A jist wen’y eatma
Pokacrisps furma dinner
Nabigwoffldoon.The wummin sed Aver near
Clapsd
Jistur heednur
Wee wellies sticknoot.They sed Wot heppind?
Nme’nma belly
Na bedna hospital.
A sed A pititnma
Pokit an she pititny
Washnmachine.They sed Ees thees chaild eb slootly
Non verbal?
A sed MA BUMSAIR
Nwen’y sleep.http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=IU7isphuhJw
Translations available on request
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