Friday Poetry Corner

[darmstadt]

Downe came grave auntient Sir John Crooke
And redd his message in his booke.
Fearie well, Quoth Sir William Morris, Soe:
But Henry Ludlowes Tayle cry’d Noe.
Up starts one fuller of devotion
Then Eloquence; and said a very ill motion
Not soe neither quoth Sir Henry Jenkin
The Motion was good; but for the stincking
Well quoth Sir Henry Poole it was a bold tricke
To Fart in the nose of the bodie pollitique

[AlfredJPruffock]

The Children of the summer's end
Gathered in the dampened grass

We played Our songs and felt the London sky
Resting on our hands

It was God's land
It was ragged and naive

It was Heaven

Touch, We touched the very soul
Of holding each and every life

He claimed the very source of joy ran through
It didn't, but it seemed that way

I kissed a lot of people that day


The Sun Machine is Coming Down, and We're Gonna Have a Party
The Sun Machine is Coming Down, and We're Gonna Have a Party
The Sun Machine is Coming Down, and We're Gonna Have a Party
The Sun Machine is Coming Down, and We're Gonna Have a Party
The Sun Machine is Coming Down, and We're Gonna Have

[Churchill]

He blew his mind out - in a car
He didn't notice that the lights had changed

A crowd of people - stood and stared
They'd seen his face before -

Somebody said that he was a poster on the C- U- K
I'd Love to turn - you - on ......

She blew his mind - out in a car...

He didn't notice that the lights had changed

A crowd of people - stood and stared
They'd seen his face before -

Somebody said that he was a poster on the C- U- K
I'd Love to turn - you - on ......

[AlfredJPruffock]

Sat on the A14 staring at a traffic cone.
Police and Ambulance gone past.
Cone doesn't seem bothered.
It probably sees this sort of thing all the time.

Churchill.

He blew his mind out - in a car
He didn't notice that the lights had changed

A crowd of people - stood and stared
They'd seen his face before -

Somebody said that he was a poster on the C- U- K
I'd Love to turn - you - on ......

[Churchill]

Sat on the A14 staring at a traffic cone.
Police and Ambulance gone past.
Cone doesn't seem bothered.
It probably sees this sort of thing all the time.

Churchill.

[AlfredJPruffock]

What are days for?

Days are where we live.
They come, they wake us

Time and time over.
They are to be happy in:

Where can we live but days?

Ah, solving that question
Brings the priest and the doctor
In their long coats

Running over the fields.

-- Philip Larkin