Category: Poetry

Now is the Winter of our discontent…

…made glorious Summer by this son of York.

One of the best first lines ever written IMO.

I always thought the last Plantagenet  had suffered from a bad  press, although by heritage I had to support his nemesis Henry Tudr (it is so,  how it is spelled, only the English need extra vowels).

Well, just to show I’m not totally prejudiced, I joined the Richard 111 society (American Branch) this year and now get access to all the latest goings-on around  the car park.

Where was I?  Yes, discontent, well there must be some as a result of the April Poetry Competition, which  unlike modern playground games will only have one winner.  A fine crop of entries  from many of the usual suspects plus a few from some expert prevaricators.  I liked them all, especially Soutie’s pairing of poem and picture, but most of all I liked this little gem from Bilby:

Sunshine

Harsh lover
are you warming someone else’s land
And sucking moisture from the sand?
with lizards gaping in the heat
and lifting legs to cool their feet.

Absent lover
There’s a Tequila sunrise when you set
and bodies sunsick, slick with sweat;
swaying, dancing, heat skin-deep,
dreaming sunlight when they sleep.

Fickle lover
leaving, teasing,
warming, disappearing, freezing.
constancy is not your style
but, oh, please linger for a while!

Well done Bilby!  Now set us another one for May.

 

 

While it’s quiet…..

Despite the weather, it is no longer March, and St George’s Day, the Bard’s day, looms large. Soon we will lie back and think of England again, surrendering to the Missus the Muses once more.

So might one respectfully suggest the Management might update the competition links to reflect our new mood?

Smileys and things.

You Are My Sunshine

It’s finally arrived here, sunshine that is.  Leaped  from the low 40’s (5C) to the high 80’s (30C) in the space of two days, no Spring, one day Winter, next day Summer.  Actually it’s  91  (33C)   as we speak.

So the theme for the April Poetry comp. must be SUNSHINE.  Any form and length, what a blessing it is to have sunshine again , it’s been a long winter.

Closing date?  Let’s say April 30, midnight somewhere.

Commissioning the boat so I’m off back to the bilges for a while.

 

Easter poetry winner

Well, our cherished poets certainly dreamed this time, just as they were invited to. So my eggy-toast repast served by a disorientated Backside (unable to deal with the summertime change) has been full of unlikely images. It must be the effects of the subarctic conditions, all recorded here: https://charioteers.org/2013/03/14/easter-poetry-competition/

FEEG’s ode from a bunny was short and sweet, as was Papag’s scientific Christianity; joined later by two ‘blank verses’, LW harking back to a dysfunctional family life and Soutie giving us a new slant on ‘be prepared’.

Then the two heavyweight entries from Araminta and LW. Could I hear our Cilla’s rendering of ‘What’s it all about?’ in Arrers’ poem? Or was it ‘Just imagine’ – life without the DT? And then LW’s tribute to old Eostre herself, whose very own eggs have a lot to answer for (allegedly).

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Easter and The Telegraph Pay-wall

Easter without The Telegraph? 

Resurrection of some buns, and bunnies by the score?
Is this the point of Easter, or is there something more?
Yes hot cross buns may be the thing which oddly give a clue,
To why we celebrate this fest, though meanings are perdue.

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Bunkered

No I’m not teed off, just a bit putt off maybe. The competition links are need of a some attention, maybe ‘ead’ittin’, although that’s the wrong game.

The latest photo comp and pome comp are both due for adjudication after 31st March, if any cherished creators can drive themselves to compete.

Can anything be dune about it, please? Thank you and see you at the nineteenth.

Easter poetry competition

Yes, it’s a special Easter this year, with a new man at the Italian Head Office n’ all. Such stuff that poets’ dreams are made on indeed!

But let’s not confine our flights of fancy to an Argentinian supernaturalist or those nibbled chocolate animals – however much we feel for them.

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Results of the Poetry Competition

Sorry for the delay but here are the eagerly awaited (by Janus anyway), and hastily composed results of the February/March Poetry Competition.

Thank you all for your contributions, and PapaG – although yours was too late to be included in the judging – I did enjoy reading your topical verse. Continue reading “Results of the Poetry Competition”