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Monthly Archives: December 2014

Sea Fever – Your Favourite Poem

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I must go down to the seas again, to the lonely sea and the sky,
And all I ask is a tall ship and a star to steer her by,
And the wheel’s kick and the wind’s song and the white sail’s shaking,
And a grey mist on the sea’s face, and a grey dawn breaking.

I must down to the seas again, for the call of the running tide
Is a wild call and a clear call that may not be denied;
And all I ask is a windy day with the white clouds flying,
And the flung spray and the blown spume, and the sea-gulls crying.

I must down to the seas again, to the vagrant gypsy life,
To the gull’s way and the whale’s way where the wind’s like a whetted knife;
And all I ask is a merry yarn from a laughing fellow-rover
And quiet sleep and a sweet dream when the long trick’s over.

By John Masefield (1878-1967).
(English Poet Laureate, 1930-1967.)

C fever

I must get down to C again, C major or minor, don’t mind

And all I ask is the right key, and the chord that I can’t find.

And the drumstick and the backing vocal’s song and the maraca’s shaking

Before the sell-out crowd will hear my poor voice breaking.

I must get down to C again, or else this piece will end

In a wild cry and deep silence, which I would not recommend.

And all I ask is to modulate with care so I can keep singing,

And the strings’ hum and the flute’s tune and the bells ringing and dinging.

I must get down to C again, to be sure there will be life

After this torment of getting off my key which cuts like a whetted knife.

And all I ask is a big pardon from the laughing audience

And a quiet exit when the theatre tells me to leave the premises.

By Peter Bouchier, amateur singer

peterbouchier.wordpress.com

New Year

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A new year to look forward to

What surprises will it bring?

All that you wish for

I hope you receive everything

 

I would like to see peace

Spread through- out the land

To understand other cultures

So all will walk hand in hand

 

To see that hunger and starvation

Disappear from the face of the earth

A greater understanding is needed

For vision of this new birth

 

I hope that the scourge of disease

That famine and decay

Will no longer be a problem

And will disappear one day

 

These things I am sure you wish for

And maybe in our time we shall see

A step forward in thinking

That will benefit you and me 

Malcolm G Bradshaw

After Christmas – Promote Yourself

What can I write to you of love? – Promote Yourself

Let us know the truth – Promote Yourself

 

 

Life – Promote Yourself

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YOU’RE THE SMILE IN MY MEMORIES – Promote Yourself

 

Ghosts Of The Old Year

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The snow has ceased its fluttering flight,
The wind sunk to a whisper light,
An ominous stillness fills the night,
A pause — a hush.
At last, a sound that breaks the spell,
Loud, clanging mouthings of a bell,
That through the silence peal and swell,
And roll, and rush.

What does this brazen tongue declare,
That falling on the midnight air
Brings to my heart a sense of care
Akin to fright?
‘Tis telling that the year is dead,
The New Year come, the Old Year fled,
Another leaf before me spread
On which to write.

It tells the deeds that were not done,
It tells of races never run,
Of victories that were not won,
Barriers unleaped.
It tells of many a squandered day,
Of slighted gems and treasured clay,
Of precious stores not laid away,
Of fields unreaped.

And so the years go swiftly by,
Each, coming, brings ambitions high,
And each, departing, leaves a sigh
Linked to the past.
Large resolutions, little deeds;
Thus, filled with aims unreached, life speeds
Until the blotted record reads,
‘Failure!’ at last.

“New Year Resolutions” poem by Elizabeth Sewel – Your favourite poem

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“New Year Resolutions” is a very thought-provoking poem with deals with the three main resolutions of the poet at the arrival of New Year. Her three resolutions are the most significant and deep in their connotations because they point to the three ills of human life which are frequently ignored. She outlines her resolutions as under:

Her first resolution is to take long draughts of quiet as a means of purifying herself of the material sins which have darkened her soul. This might have been caused by overdrinking or excess idle talking. 

Her second resolution is to remember twice daily who she is and think over what her purpose of creation is, why she has been sent into this world and what she owes to her God who created her and how she can fulfill her duties and responsibilities. This could be caused by the irresponsible nature of the poet that she has been living aimlessly and without any touch of religion; but now she wants a change because she has been fed up with her present mode of life. 

Her third and last resolution is that she will face the reality now and be comforted in its arms. The poet says that it useless to go on dreaming all the time and have wishful thinking. She says that one should be practical and realistic and face the reality with a bold attitude. 

“New Year Resolutions” is a very practical and realistic poem and inspires in man the spirit of leading a pure, realistic, practical and successful life.

by Elizabeth Sewel

Your favourite poem

Sent in by you

New Year

lob A new year to look forward to

What surprises will it bring?

All that you wish for

I hope you receive everything

I would like to see peace

Spread through out the land

To understand other cultures

So all will walk hand in hand

To see that hunger and starvation

Disappear from the face of the earth

A greater understanding is needed

For vision of this new birth

I hope that the scourge of disease

That famine and decay

Will no longer be a problem

And will disappear one day

These things I am sure you wish for

And maybe in our time we shall see

A step forward in thinking

That will benefit you and me

Malcolm G Bradshaw

Have I got the January blues?


Have I got the January blues?

I want to shop and buy some shoes

I’ll go down to the January sales

Somehow it never fails,

I can beat the January blues

I will buy my brand new shoes

Red, blue, black or white,

I know what I have in sight

The January sales here I come,

No January blues

I have my new shoes

You have not won

The January blues,

The tinsel and the sparkle has gone

But I can’t go wrong

In the January sales,

Somehow it never fails

I have beat the January blues

I have bought my brand new shoes

Gillian Sims

Not this year – Promote Yourself

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PERFECT LOVE CASTS OUT FEAR (A Song of Deliverance and Hope)

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Chorus
Oh! Perfect Love
Perfect Love
You love us so tenderly
Perfect Love
Perfect Love
Casts out fear and sets love free

Are you lost and overwhelmed?
Are dreams no longer in sight?
Does fear hold you captive and all alone?
Cry out to God and then hold on tight
Cry out to God and then hold on tight

Chorus
Oh! Perfect Love
Perfect Love
You love us so tenderly
Perfect Love
Perfect Love
Casts out fear and sets love free

Are you struggling with emotions?
Are your thoughts confusion bound?
Does the fear release more fear inside you?
Cry out to God and you will be found
Cry out to God and you will be found

Chorus
Oh! Perfect Love
Perfect Love
You love us so tenderly
Perfect Love
Perfect Love
Casts out fear and sets love free

Are you finding you cannot cope?
Are you frightened and afraid?
Does fear set the mood for each day and night?
Call out to God, an escape He’s made
Call out to God, an escape He’s made

Chorus
Oh! Perfect Love
Perfect Love
You love us so tenderly
Perfect Love
Perfect Love
Casts out fear and sets love free

Are you drowning in tears and pain?
Are you hurt and in despair?
Does the fear cause you much grief and sorrow?
Then call out to God, call out to God
Oh! Call out to God
And He’ll release you into His care
He’ll release you into His care

Chorus
Oh! Perfect Love
Perfect Love
You love us so tenderly
Oh! Perfect Love
Yes perfect Love
Casts out fear and sets love free

© 2014 Liana Wendy Howarth

 

Dreaming of a sexy kiss – Promote Yourself

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Have a blessed day-promote yourself – Promote Yourself

  

Black moon, – Promote Yourself

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Black moon, silver sky
oh she’s trying,
to get by
 
Golden skin, pale hair
no one told you,
it’d be fair
 
Green snow, white grass
someone once said its like,
trying to break the glass
 
Crimson tears, clear blood
you want to try,
but no one ever said you could
 
Silver moon, black sky
oh she’s trying
to get by
 
Pale skin, golden hair
no one told you,
it’d be fair
 
White snow, green grass
someone once said its like,
trying to break the glass
 
Clear tears, crimson blood
you want to try,
but no one ever said you could…

-Bethany Schoonover

America, Freshman in College

Link – http://twogirlslivinginalonelyworld.wordpress.com

Boxing Day Tsunami -YOUR FAVOURITE POEM

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It was upon that day so fair
To celebrate without a care
There was naught to mar the day
As children on the sand did play
For joy to all was with them then
No hate or malice had there been

I remember that little child
Oh so young and meek and mild
A sweet face for all to see
How angelic could one be?
Then out there in waters deep
A line of foam was seen to creep

The sea now it did subside
And from the shore began to hide
Now the child saw sea bed
Where once the sea was overhead
Moving now to closer be
She moved from sand towards the sea

Now the wave it built up high
Yes, as if to touch the sky
With thunderous roar it came on in
Taking child and car and rusty bin

No man or woman did it spare
For gentle child it did not care
No compassion did it feel
Its waves did lash and curl and peels

UNKNOWN  AUTHOR

YOUR FAVOURITE POEM

THE WORLD AT WAR

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