Saturday, February 26, 2011

THE POETRY BUS LIVES!


See post below for details then get aboard, you are ALL welcome!

First aboard is Smoky reminiscences from Karen
HERE

Next up Spenserian sonnetification from Jeanne
HERE

Padhraig Nolan weaves a fleece of his own
HERE

No shelter from the storm by Annell
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I used to be a loony but now I'm a Moony thanks to Bug
HERE

Waving or drowning? Kim says they are scared to even test the waters!
HERE

Darkness on the edge of town from Peter Goulding
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Heady hedonism in the ballrooms of romance when 119 socks just won't do
HERE

If the whale doth fail, have a rhyme of a time with Niamh
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Memory lanes with THe Jinkster
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And this one makes a pair
HERE

Passion play from Helen
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Science Girl, Sunday Girl NanU
HERE

See if you Can you see what Dave sees in the seas?
HERE

Life's a breeze for Kate
HERE

Kat's multifaceted Fleece
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Battle crying Titus will lead us to The Veedon Fleece, it's for sale at Romford market!
HERE

Izzy has been busy, just peachy!
HERE



And here's mine.In response to the old photos.




It was the best of times.

It .Was. The . Best. Of .Times.

It was.The worst of times interwoven,

projected on a future screen.

It was the best, of times gone by.
The best of times long gone.

Echoes of shadows

Trapped between the light and the half light

A different world within this world

Though hard truth and reality

Were beyond me.

The future would catch us up

Grab us from the clouds

Rub faces in the dirt.

Dense dark is betrayal

All I have is all I had and

All I had was not allowed me.







37 comments:

Dave King said...

Very impressed by the emergency bus.

Padhraig Nolan said...

Dude, I'm there. http://bit.ly/hsCY1L

Totalfeckineejit said...

Thanks Dave, hope you get inspired!

Totalfeckineejit said...

Good man PJ!!

annell said...

I got a ticket to ride.....http://somethingsithinkabout-annell-annell.blogspot.com/

The Bug said...

I'm here I'm here (waves arms about)... My other ticket must not have gotten punched :)

http://danabugseyeview.blogspot.com/2011/02/poetry-bus-gets-fleeced.html

Kim Nelson said...

Here's mine, inspired by photo #1:

http://www.kimnelsonwrites.com/2011/02/26/from-distant-shore/

Peter Goulding said...

Hallelujah, brother, I've seen the light!
Love the poem, very controlled, not like your usual stream of conciousness. Dare I say it, it has a very Lennon and McCartney feel to the balance of the lines. (I know you'll LEURVE me for saying that)
I am up - http://stammeringpoet.blogspot.com/2011/02/is-this-poetry-bus-ticket-valid.html

120 Socks said...

Here's my ticket http://120socks.blogspot.com/2011/02/poetry-bus-poem-ballroom.html

Thanks for great prompts. Plus the photo you have as a header is brilliant, if it is your own, bravo.

Niamh B said...

Nice one TFE

best of times

Niamh B said...

not sure if my earlier comment made it through, had some difficulties earlier - anyway I said something very illuminating and clever.
liked the best of times, esp the opening lines

Jinksy said...

I've jumped aboard HERE

120 Socks said...

Lots of things to think about in your reflection on old photographs. The mix of times past and the present, and how we fit within it all, is a difficult one to fully grasp. A very thought provoking poem, and some splendid lines TFE.

Totalfeckineejit said...

Well done annell!

Totalfeckineejit said...

I see you waving Danabug!

Totalfeckineejit said...

Welcome aboard Kim!

Totalfeckineejit said...

The Beatles! AAAArrrggghh!That's meant as a compliment? ;)

Thanks though Pete!

Totalfeckineejit said...

Thanks Mrs Cushlos!

Totalfeckineejit said...

Thanks Socks! Yes, all the photos are mine, the good, the bad, even the ugly!

Totalfeckineejit said...

Jinksly!

120 Socks said...

That photo is cool for sure, love the way the pram in the window is aligned with the buggy on the street, art imitating life and vice versa, also the movement of the tie and the kite string coming together that way, but the final triumph, is the briefcase and the tin can, two opposite ends of a social scale coming together in a vibrant city street, reflective of capitalism for all its successive and failures in society. Sorry for the long winded observation, but the photograph is a triumph!

Helen said...

Best of times ... riding that bus of yours!

Here is my attempt at 14 lines - tried the sonnet form. Ugh / hard.

link_words

Totalfeckineejit said...

Jaysus Socks!Thanks for that!I love your kind reflections on me pic. I was so focussed on capturing the two figures at the right moment (the crossed legs did it for me) that I didn't notice the things you've pointed out.I was pleased with the (coincdental) prams but in all honesty until ypou pointed it out I hadn't noticed the kite/tie/ or the juxtaposition of brief case and tin can. But they are (by good fortune) there and what you point out is spot on!
Thank you Socks, really, you make me like the pic even more now!!

I will of course in future declare this was all premeditated and skillfully captured.

Emerging Writer said...

I'm on board. here.

I like your interwoven poem

Helen said...

oops .. fe#$*ed up my link


link_words

Dave King said...

I am myself aboard at last and gazing in astonished admiration at your poem. 'Tis a cracker! (Seriously, it is.)

Dave King said...

I am meself aboard the bus at last and gazing in astonished admiration at tou poem. 'Tis a cracker. (Seriously, it is.)

Jinksy said...
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NanU said...

Nice poem, TFE. Best times can be so hard to get ahold of.
My ticket is here, should you deem it worthy.

NanU said...

ah yes, here: http://sciencegirltraveler.blogspot.com/2011/02/monday-poem.html

Kat Mortensen said...

Loving the new header! Here's my take on the VF: http://totalfeckineejit.blogspot.com/2011/02/emergency-bus.html

Please send a copy, if you can.


Love your poem - it's rather sad though, but very you! Can I just say (and I'm going for Brownie Points here, nothing at all like the Beatles). *kidding PG!

"The best of times gone by". You know even bad stuff gets buried over time doesn't it? Then the good rises to the surface to swallow it all up.

Kato

ifihadaminutetospare said...

Very. nice. indeed.

Titus said...

Pant pant! Made it! Any room up top?

Here: http://titusthedog.blogspot.com/2011/03/his-masters-bus.html

izzy said...

Have to say I really enjoyed yours!
I was playing with the second photo
but no matter the angle of attempt
it was more a conversation, no where near a verse. Then I got some rhyme
but could not comply w/ 14 lines.
so I am just waving to say Hi!
I'm going to read some others-Have
a great week!

Titus said...

Stunning end lines there TFE

'Dense dark is betrayal
All I have is all I had and
All I had was not allowed me.'

Perfecto! And the new header is choice too.

Emerging Writer said...

In case anyone's interested, there's a magazine that's looking for 14 line poems http://www.fourteenmagazine.com/

Virtual_Lady said...

Thank you for the poetry, this wonderful (bus)ride and the chance to be a part of your fascinating universe!Your poem is like the return of my favourite season: high expectations met by familiar landscapes, colours and sounds...