Poetry

My apologies once more...my message to you, Lorraine, was meant to be in poetic form. I'm sure you will understand.

If anyone is unfamiliar with William Blake's - "A Poison Tree", these are the words, followed by my parody on his poem.

  W.Blake:

I was angry with my friend

I told my wrath, my wrath did end.

I was angry with my foe:

I told it not, my wrath did grow.

And I water'd it in fears,

Night and morning with my tears;

And I sunn-ed it with smiles,

And with soft deceitful wiles.

And it grew by day and night,

Till it bore an apple bright.

And my foe beheld it shine,

And he knew that it was mine.

And into my garden stole,

When the night had veild the pole;

In the morning glad I see

My foe outstretched beneath the tree

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My Parody:

Thank you Ray for your encouraging words.

Thanks Harry,

I won't be looking for another job for a while-- I'm going to get a new knee next Monday!----so I'll rest for the Summer???? ---that's the bit which comes between April and September.

Joking aside, I am a bit long in the tooth to find a new job----employers only want young things, but I'm sure something will turn up to keep me occupied ,  or you are going to see an awful lot of my pictures on this site--be prepared  POE!! 

Thanks Lynn & Ray for your comments--Lynn, I hope you don't need to borrow my poem!! 

I don't know how you do it, Harry.  Wonderful!

Lorraine - I hope all goes well with your knee replacement.  And as far as the job goes, I think most people can testify that when one door closes, another always opens.  Hang in there and keep the faith. 

Aww, am i blushing now lol  Thank you for your words, Ray and Ruth...they have been very much appreciated .

Best wishes from me too, Lorraine. I also wish you could find a new job soon.  Hold on, thinking of it better, I'd rather wish you could just do without it ! :)

To Lyn, and  all,  everything went well with regard to the biopsy today.  Thankyou for your good  wishes everyone..Of course I won't know the results for three weeks. Meanwhile I'll continue doing what I enjoy most - writing poetry...This one compares the running, river waters to one's constant love

“Muhheakunnuk"
(muh–he–con-nuk)

The Hudson River, USA, was known to the Beothuk Indians by this name.
Roughly, it translates as “Great waters constantly in motion”
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Flowing constantly in motion
As my love forever with devotion
Yours to own and mine to give
For as long as we shall live
Sometimes shallow sometimes deep
But always there for you to keep
Sometimes stormy sometimes calm
Yet never will I do you harm
And as the night falls upon your crest
I lay my head upon your breast
That I may listen to the motion
Of your river of devotion.

Regards,

Harry

You've even got me reading it Harry, and I don't do POEtry unless it's in motion. See....Poetry in motion! Yeah, hmmmn now who sang that?

And Ray I agree with you that MG is a very, very clever lady! But hey, I'm learning because I can say chow, chiau, umm, err cia, or whatever it is!!

Ciao

Ron!

Warts, boils carbuncles and spots

When it comes to acne I got lots

The biggest spot ever bin

Was the size of a penny

On the end of my chin

It age me great joy and much much glee

As I splattered the mirror in front of me

 Please don’t judge me by my cover !!!