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Sheesh ](*,)

:P

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pps 8-[ ….

Methinks Italy!

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ps Soz I couldn’t fit in the “OTHER” option :? .. of course please feel free to anoint accordingly if you so desire.

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I am from the Republic Of Ireland…

So that would make me …
Ah yes… Irish..
To be sure!
:D

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This song is a very sad few minutes spent with a young girl from an area in North Dublin City called Ballymun.. not far from where Bono grew up. The high rise development of seven tower blocks has only recently undergone demolition and redevelopment. At the time of this song’s composition in the mid eighties, Ballymun was at the depth of a decade of almost epidemic drug abuse – a dark dangerous slum – and horrific last dwelling suicide location for hopeless addicts.

Running To Stand Still

And so she woke up
Woke up from where she was lying still
Said I gotta do something about where we’re going
Step on a steam train
Step out of the driving rain
Maybe run from the darkness in the night
Singing ha ah la la la de day
Ah la la la de day
Ah la la de day

Sweet the sin
Bitter the taste in my mouth
I see seven towers
But I only see one way out
You gotta cry without weeping
Talk without speaking
Scream without raising your voice
You know I took the poison from the poison stream
Then I floated out of here
Singing ha la la la de day
Ha la la la de day
Ha la la de day

She runs through the streets with her eyes painted red
Under a black belly of cloud in the rain
In through a doorway
She brings me..
White gold and pearls stolen from the sea
She is raging
She is raging
And the storm blows up in her eyes
She will suffer the needle chill
She’s running to stand..
Still

U2

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Have You Forgotten?

I can’t let you be
‘Cause your beauty won’t allow me

Wrapped in white sheets
Like an angel from a bedtime story

Shut out what they say
‘Cause your friends are fu.cked up anyway

When they come around
Somehow they feel up and you feel down

When we were kids
We hated things our parents did

We listened low
To Casey Kasem’s radio show

That’s when friends were nice
And to think of them just makes you feel nice

The smell of grass in spring
And october leaves covered everything

Have you forgotten how to love yourself?

I still can’t believe
All the good things that you did for me

Backyard summer pools
And Christmas trees were bright and full

And the sentiment
Of coloured mirrored ornaments

And the open drapes
Looked out on frozen farmhouse landscapes

Have you forgotten how to love yourself?

Have you forgotten how to love yourself?

Red House Painters

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I’ve been told I have a Dublin Accent (which is quite unremarkable considering I was born here, and have lived here all my life :) ). I would like to place myself proud amongst fellow Dublin accentees :D such as Gabriel Byrne, Colin Farrell, and Bono… but alas I’m nowhere near as handsome :?… (well, maybe near enough to Bono.. on a bad day.. with his shades on… 8) … :shock: )… Anyway..

I do like differing accents.. The beautiful music of the Welsh, The lovely lilt of certain Scottish accents.. the polar extremes of certain English accents also fascinates me.. I like em all (playing it safe here I know lol)..

ps.. Fave? Well.. I’m quite a sucker for a lovely Posh one :wink:

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@minim wrote:

Oh god neither do I!!!!!!

For a start off, they are both men :wink:

:lol: :lol: :lol:

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@Mr Amphibian wrote:

@minim wrote:

Endlessly

I sit here waiting, with arms clasped around myself,

As small as I can be… waiting patiently.

Like seagulls circling endlessly in the dismal sky above, I wait for the pain

That will surely come.

No point in fighting back, but better to accept it, like falling from a ‘plane,

And hope it will be over, soon.

My heart echoes with those seagulls’ cries as the waves come crashing in,

And tears fall like sea spray on the fine unblemished sand.

Amidst all this hate and anger, I still find time to notice

How beautiful are the shells shed by creatures of the deep.

How quietly they lie there unmoved by all they see.

I wish that could be me.

Don’t give up your day job.

Now what exactly prompts that proclamation Mr Amphibian? Hmmm dear heart?

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mims…
I know I’m not alone in saying that you are a very fine poet indeed :) .. Like myself, Poshy is a great fan of your work – and just tonight we had a grand little chat about just how talented you are :) .. Your poems are thoughtful and extremely well put together. I am particularly impressed with how your final lines always pack quite a punch.. Always seem to challenge the very perspective of what has gone on before. The curious tragi-irony of your most recent “A dream” being a most wonderful example!

Looking forward to more…

:)

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