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80 plus: May 2009
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Grow old along with me; the best is yet to be - Robert Browning. Perhaps I had ambitions to be an MP - or an undertaker! Friday, May 29, 2009. This week’s quote:-. If I’d known I was going to live this long, I’d have taken better care of myself. (Att. to both Eubie Blake and Adolph Zukor). This week’s haiku:-. Again a sock is missing,. I wear an odd pair. In 1890 my paternal grandparents would be looking forward to getting married the following year. Unfortunately, one particular bus conductress, who mus...
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80 plus: June 2009
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Grow old along with me; the best is yet to be - Robert Browning. Perhaps I had ambitions to be an MP - or an undertaker! Tuesday, June 23, 2009. Wisdom doesn't automatically come with old age. Nothing does - except wrinkles. It's true that some wines improve with age. But only if the grapes were good in the first place. (Abigail Van Buren). Jean and I with our daughters Fiona, Lesley and Margaret. Sixty-six years ago today was my last day at secondary school. It may surprise you to know that I still have...
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As Long As It Rhymes . . . : No.28
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As Long As It Rhymes . . . If you think poetry should rhyme, this blog is for you. Welcome! Monday, November 4, 2013. No sun - no moon! No morn - no noon! No dawn - no dusk - no proper time of day -. No sky - no earthly view -. No distance looking blue -. No road - no street -. No "t'other side the way" -. No end to any Row -. No indications where the Crescents go -. No top to any steeple -. No recognitions of familiar people -. No courtesies for showing 'em -. No mail - no post -. No park - no ring -.
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As Long As It Rhymes . . . : November 2013
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As Long As It Rhymes . . . If you think poetry should rhyme, this blog is for you. Welcome! Monday, November 18, 2013. BE CAREFUL, IT'S MY HEART. Be careful, it's my heart,. It's not my watch you're holding, it's my heart. It's not the note that I sent you that you quickly burned,. It's not the book I lent you that you never returned. Remember, it's my heart,. The heart with which so willingly I part. It's yours to take, to keep or break. But please, before you start. Be careful, it's my heart. And you s...
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The Thomas Hardy Poetry Page: November 2013
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The Thomas Hardy Poetry Page. Not from seeing, / What is doing, suffering, being; / Not from noting Life’s conditions, / Not from heeding Time’s monitions; / But in cleaving to the Dream / And in gazing at the Gleam / Whereby gray things golden seem. (Thomas Hardy). Thursday, November 28, 2013. WHO'S IN THE NEXT ROOM? Who's in the next room? I seem to see. Somebody in the dawning passing through,. Unknown to me.". Nay: you saw nought. He passed invisibly.". Who's in the next room? I seem to hear. Were fo...