norks   10 #505 Posted June 1, 2010 http://www.druidry.org/obod/ancestors/keats_labelle.html   Fab poem Share this post Link to post Share on other sites Share this content via...
hazel   11 #506 Posted June 1, 2010 Learning to forget    German, I never learnt at school, French and Spanish was the rule perhaps the war still fresh in our mind gave to us a distaste which combined with paying the cost of young lives lost and left within a kind of sin a sense of wrong left on the tongue a sour taste, in the face of the human race.  hazel Share this post Link to post Share on other sites Share this content via...
Solomon1 Â Â 10 #507 Posted January 6, 2012 Â Share this post Link to post Share on other sites Share this content via...
dropout   10 #508 Posted January 6, 2012 Dream Peace Biased towards peace, who, me? When the real world around is full of misery. Of conflict,killings, war and strife. Yes, I say, war is death - and peace is life  Our struggle for Peace we humans are going through, while constant evolution is shaping you.....and you. Cos you see that, half the world is overcome. The other half are deaf and dumb.  You can call Peace a dream. A piece of "pie in the sky". I say,"while we live and dream again......we will not die". When conflict and wars end...PEACE breaks out. Death is something, that I can live without.  The one thing we're all waiting for, is peace on earth, an end to war. Biased towards peace. Who. Me? Yes.! Before, during and after, world war three.   From SS 15th August 2008. Share this post Link to post Share on other sites Share this content via...
Joto   11 #509 Posted January 6, 2012   Where have you been Solomon? in these marches? do you know how much you were missed and thought about? Share this post Link to post Share on other sites Share this content via...
Solomon1 Â Â 10 #510 Posted January 6, 2012 Where have you been Solomon? in these marches? do you know how much you were missed and thought about? Â Hello sweet lady ....thank you for missing and thinking about me . What you been up to whilst I was away? Share this post Link to post Share on other sites Share this content via...
Joto   11 #511 Posted January 6, 2012 Not much but I'll be visiting Sheffield in August with hubby, isn't that exciting? Share this post Link to post Share on other sites Share this content via...
Solomon1 Â Â 10 #512 Posted January 6, 2012 Not much but I'll be visiting Sheffield in August with hubby, isn't that exciting? Â ooo! first time? Share this post Link to post Share on other sites Share this content via...
Joto   11 #513 Posted January 6, 2012 ooo! first time?  I emigrated to Canada I lived in Sheffield for 31 years while hubby was working we came home every year, but not now. It's 5 years since we were last home. Anyhow I'm off topic here, welcome back Solomon you'll surprise a few people when they log on today. ( It's still Thursday here in Canada) Share this post Link to post Share on other sites Share this content via...
Solomon1 Â Â 10 #514 Posted January 6, 2012 I emigrated to Canada I lived in Sheffield for 31 years while hubby was working we came home every year, but not now. It's 5 years since we were last home. Anyhow I'm off topic here, welcome back Solomon you'll surprise a few people when they log on today. ( It's still Thursday here in Canada) Â Thank you kind lady Share this post Link to post Share on other sites Share this content via...
Joto   11 #515 Posted January 6, 2012 Thank you kind lady  Goodnight Solomon or in your case Good morning Share this post Link to post Share on other sites Share this content via...
hazel   11 #516 Posted January 9, 2012 This is a poem that I sent in to the Dec competition   The 11 o’clock call   One Christmas Eve as I recall I met a man I didn’t know at all A knock on the door the dream carries on everyone’s fantasies rolled into one. We both set aside our separate lives And for a few hours were mesmerised  Both of us knew it could not last Both enjoying the time that passed A few brief moments out of time Stay in my memory-- is it just mine ? Whether he thinks of it the same Or perhaps to him it was only a game  The 11 o’clock call is all that is left of moments of pleasure--leaving both bereft.    hazel Share this post Link to post Share on other sites Share this content via...