jobee Posted December 6, 2009 Share Posted December 6, 2009 Della Rose Cottage Della Rose Cottage is being reborn, The dreams of centuries stripped and torn, In pristine condition it should remain, But slightly twisted and out of frame. What memories it aspires to evoke, Since first its chimney extruded smoke, Thousands of birds have made their nests, Families born then laid to rest. The fields around are just the same, As when Napoleon came to fame, 200 years of laughter and tears, Children playing with giggles and jeers. When first its humble footings were laid, Nelson was putting the Danes in the shade, At Copenhagen he made his name, Assuring himself of lasting fame. Della Rose Cottage has a new mistress now, A humble lady with skill and know-how, Her name is Paula she is so bright. A beautiful lady with skill and foresight. Wappenham village is in for a treat,. When at last they gather and meet, To see the cottage they've known for years, Afresh with life and full of good cheers. John bishop. 1©©©8 /9/03. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
pattricia Posted December 6, 2009 Share Posted December 6, 2009 These poems are too good to just read on SF, and should be printed out shouldnt they ? Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
jobee Posted December 6, 2009 Share Posted December 6, 2009 Col. James Stewart-pilot-actor. 1908-1997 dfc.-croix de guerre air medal with oak leaves. brig. general. retired indiana the place of his birth extremely modest- down to earth tall gangling- smooth and cool speech affected by a halting drawl. a degree in architecture- he gained with ease but the great depression started to squeeze so off to hollywood and not to sure if his amateur talent would mature. but acting he mastered with the greatest of ease the camera and audience were easy to please his honest character came shining through in one year just- he was head of the queue. the rumblings of war were heard afar and stirred the conscience of this superstar he volunteered - quick as a flash the recruiting office he made a dash at the army air corps training base flying talents were honed apace an agile mind and quick to learn a commission and wings he was to earn. training pilots- he took for a while but training really- was not his style In 43 to England he went to tibenham in norfolk his talents were sent with the rank of captain and his own command they commenced to bomb adolph hitlers land success and promotion came his way by clever decisions in the heat of fray. with the rank of colonel and chief of staff the town of brunswick he commenced to trash another success with him in command a nail in the coffin for hitler’s band shortly after he left the war he'd done his best to settle the score modest to the end about his success. his achievements in war he did not address. james stewart made 78 films. the first .’murder man’ the last ‘the magic of lassie’. he won an oscar for ‘the philadelphia story’ jobee el gamil suez group club. 03©© Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
apelike Posted December 7, 2009 Share Posted December 7, 2009 "Scag" by me 2004 When the flame hits the foil and it all starts to boil you go chasing them dragons away and that sickening smell that comes straight from hell lingers on every word you say relax now.. the dragons have gone you've chased them all away but you know for sure it wont last long they'll be back by the end of the day. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
jobee Posted December 7, 2009 Share Posted December 7, 2009 These poems are too good to just read on SF, and should be printed out shouldnt they ? /QUOTE]I have been published, just the odd poem. May be i should write a book of poetry. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
jobee Posted December 7, 2009 Share Posted December 7, 2009 YOU I thought of you again today, Did you host some small soiree? I feel you are amongst your friends, Unless off course my mind transcends. Occasionally I get like this, The precincts of my mind dismiss, Any thoughts that you are down, And tears beget that puzzled frown. I think of all the lovely things, Meeting you and warm feelings, Northampton town on our first date, How cool you looked, so sedate. The library another day, How simple was that T.M.A. When you ask me to assist, A gesture I could not resist. That classy two piece suit you wore, Not anybodies paramour! Lovely tussled flaxen hair, Aloof, remote, and debonair. My eyes beheld a wondrous sight,’ To me you felt exactly right, This ambience of country life, Rustical and free of strife. O well I’ve got my mind back now, I don’t think you will mind somehow, My sincerity when I say, I thought of you again today. jobee Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
BasilRathbon Posted December 7, 2009 Share Posted December 7, 2009 there was an old man with a drawer who decided to open the drawer so he opened the drawer and inside the drawer there was an old man with a drawer Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
mr_blue_owl Posted December 7, 2009 Share Posted December 7, 2009 "Scag" by me 2004 When the flame hits the foil and it all starts to boil you go chasing them dragons away and that sickening smell that comes straight from hell lingers on every word you say relax now.. the dragons have gone you've chased them all away but you know for sure it wont last long they'll be back by the end of the day. I vowed that I would never chase one more little bit But first I badly needed just one more final hit ‘That will be my last’ I promised my dear mother But then I had another and another and another This all took place some time ago and still I have not ceased It’s too late by the time you've learnt the nature of the beast Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
mr_blue_owl Posted December 7, 2009 Share Posted December 7, 2009 Meditation Naked I sat in the high Himalayas Watching the sunset unfold A voice from the Gods cut into my prayers It said ‘Hey you, don’t you feel cold? Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Solomon1 Posted December 7, 2009 Author Share Posted December 7, 2009 A Funny Place i am in a funny place today a funny place indeed its not a bad place, its fair to say nor is it all care-free its sort of a place between here and there a place thats all asunder a place that makes me stop and stare a place thats full of wonder i have been here many times before in lots of different states when things go wrong...or round and round and i feel theres a lot on my plate but its not a bad place, when alls said and done i guess i just have to get used to it peace is not just always under the sun its a decision and its mine if i make it Solomon (written in the last 10 mins ) Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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