Category: Thinkings and poems

Don’t read this

The feel of his lips on her throat made her want to fall into a quicksand and vanish for ever

The feel of his hand on her shoulder seared through her like a mouthful of boiling tea had scalded her throat,

The feel of his arms around her went through her like the touch of a cat sleeping on her bare legs claws out

The sight of his unshaven face affected her as much as if he were hitting her with a frozen dead cat.

He had less humour than a poisonous spider in a plug hole in the bath.

He tried to touch her heart but she was wearing too many layers..

He wanted to remove her pants but she knew they would not fit him

The feel of his thumb on her knee passed as fast as a burning Camel crossing a motorway on steroids

The smell of his Tweed jacket assailed her like the smutty grey fog in Liverpool in the 50s.

His grip was as fierce that of a female tiger with her cub.She felt wanted.Now she has killed him and she really is wanted by the police.

His strong warm hands reminded her of when mother changed her nappies 47 years ago.She never thought sh would feel like that again.

The feel of his tongue on her cheek was worse than a frost bite in Alston in a bad winter.

His shirt brushed over her bare skin like sandpaper on velvet.

What a rip off.

The impertinence of logic

Do stop dragging your feet behind you

Well it’s hard to drag them in front of you.

I think that is very impertinent.

It’s just logical. Can logic be impertinent?

Will the headteacher let us wear stiletto heels?

Why do you ask such a silly question?

You can’t drag your feet if you are wearing stiletto heels.

I wish we could take our heads off at night. So you wouldn’t think

If you unscrew your head and put it down on the table it might have a Bluetooth connection to your body.

So I will still be thinking then?

Unless you can find a button to turn it off.

What about my belly button?

I don’t think that can turn everything off off

No it might turn some people on.

So a button on my body could turn a man on who is 6 ft away from me.

It’s a bit like quantum mechanics.

You mean nobody can understand it?

I don’t see how my belly button is related to to the movement of particles in space.

Well you see lots dust motes in the air

Don’t tell me they are electrons

That’s ridiculous. You don’t see an electron by itself

And you can’t see them with the naked eye anyway.

What about positrons

Do you ever stop showing off?

No you bring out the worst in me.

You pressed too many of my buttons.

How many buttons do you have on your body?

It’s a metaphor.

I don’t see why everything is in Greek

Would you prefer double Dutch?

No no I prefer plane straight-forward words of English origin.

That’s not fair on the Celts.

But they spoke English didn’t they?

No just forget about it the English are descended from the Anglo-Saxons.

But there must have been inter marriage.

They could have had a Celtic lover

But they wouldn’t need to speak then

That is probably why they had them

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Frenzy

Tony why have you brought a ladder to school?

You said you were nearly climbing the walls last week. So I thought I would help you.

But it’s only got two steps.

Google like two step verification so I thought it could be useful in the computing lesson.

Where do you go when you get to the second step?

It depends where you put the ladder when you start0

Can you bring a mirror tomorrow please?

What’s a mirror got to do with it?

We need a period of reflection.

Climbing the walls – Idioms by The Free Dictionary

https://idioms.thefreedictionary.com/climbing+the+walls

climbing the walls

Anxious or annoyed to the point of frenzy.The doctor hasn’t called me with the test results yet, so I’ve been climbing the walls.If she makes another foolish blunder like that, I’ll be climbing the walls.

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My art

Teacher why have you brought that tin of pencils into the classroom?

Because I want to draw my own conclusion

Teacher why have you brought a telescope today?

Student: because I’m going deaf.

Teacher: what will you bring with you if you go dumb? 

Teacher: as you look into the distance the road seems to get narrower

Student I hope it’s not a Mobius strip

Teacher :why have you climbed on top of t?he cupboard?

Student: I want to see life from a different perspective.

Teacher: why have you brought your cat to school today?

Student: Because I can’t bring it yesterday

Teacher: why have you brought a flashlight to school?

In case anyone gets lost in thought.

Teacher I wonder who will be top of the class?

And we wonder who will be the bottom

Teacher today we will study the existence of God.

Student I just don’t believe it.

Teacher well we have run out of text books so I want you to use your imagination.

So you want me to imagine that God exists?

Teacher:If we keep practising every day then there may be an effect.

I hope the government doesn’t say that when the grain runs out.

Teacher :’imagine free school dinners for all

I just can’t believe it

Now Thomas you must try harder.

Jesus wept

Where is the headmistress?

She has been in a brown study all day.

Now girls I’m going to give you all the tension.

You mean Attention ?

I mean all my tension.

She got out on the wrong side of the dead this morning

Is it her husband?

No she buried him

Oh my lord, was he dead?
Well he is now.

I think you are differently labelled.

Is it the spelling terrors?

Yes and the compound interest

You really do pay for your mistakes

The whole person

For i provedt would seem—her case it—that we write, not with the fingers, but with the whole person. The nerve which controls the pen winds itself about every fibre of our being, threads the heart, pierces the liver. – Orlando

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Katherine’s trees

The other mind

The mind is deeper than a well  and wider than a star
I lose myself in waters deep ,symbolic ,sweet and clear
I rest embraced by this  love and wish for nothing more
I dream I walk in meadows sweet
The daisies in my hair

The heart has reasons and desires as if it were a  mind
If it’s soft as cashmere wool then it will remain  kind
Yet if it’s hard then it may crack and we will split ,divide
I dream I walk by river fleet
With  heart and mind combined

The other self that dwells alone in privacy divine
Needs sacred care and sweet respect and peace from what’s malign
The inner nature of   us all is   given and then transformed
I dream I walk on long white sands
By seas blue, crystaline

What Is Email Apnea? Why You Hold Your Breath While You Work (and How to Stop

https://www.realsimple.com/health/preventative-health/email-apnea-holding-breath-while-working

My red maple

The weirdest thing can happen while we’re working intently on the computer or responding to texts on our phones: We accidentally stop breathing. It can be subtle, and it’s not always for long, but it’s enough to disrupt our regular flow of oxygen and unwittingly kick our stress response into gear.

“Email apnea is a phenomenon where people unconsciously hold their breath or drop into shallow breathing when they’re responding to email or texting,” says Niraj

9 different types of poetry

https://www.penguin.co.uk/articles/childrens-article/different-types-of-poetry-for-kids/

Sonnet

This very old form of poetry was made famous by none other than William Shakespeare, but the sonnet actually originated in 13th century Italy where it was perfected by the poet Petrarch. The word ‘sonnet’ is derived from the Italian word ‘sonnetto’ which means ‘little song’. Traditionally, sonnets are made up of 14 lines and usually deal with love. As a rule, Petrarchan (Italian) sonnets follow an ABBA ABBA CDE CDE rhyme scheme, whereas Shakespearean (English) sonnets are typically ABAB CDCD EFEF GG. But of course, rules are made to be broken!

In deep

I’m in deep now,never been this deep before
The world’s hollow like a shell and I’m out its door.
In so deep, the ocean has its own startled floor.
I’m down,down.down.never been so dark , so more

I can’t rightly tell how I got where I am
I think I had an accident,fell over, then I swam.
Sometimes it’s a loss, be times it’s my man.
I guess I only do it cos I know some folk can.

I don’t know if the joy is worth the pain
Would I choose to relive if, I was born again?
The deep joy is the amazing gain.
But the sorrow is damn sad, let’s admit it plain.

I’m in deep and it’s over my head
What was I thinking of,when I fell out of that bed?
I look up and the sea’s so turquoise like that mist is red
When we get good and mad and wish some loon was dead.

At first, it was all just black,black pain
But from the bottom of the well, I looked up with awed love again.
That’s when I recalled,feelings are deep and sane
Joy is much greater when we’re in the deep,deep zone.

I dunno if I’m ever comin’ out.
We can’t control it,ain’t that what life’s all about?
I’ll never love with innocence again,nor not feel doubt.
But I’m no teapot and the devil ain’t got my spout.

I’m swimming and the ocean’s so mysteriously bright
Down here we don’t have no day nor no night
Fish nudge me with big grins and teeth white
Sea flowers fondle me and whisper,turn off that light

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I’m in d

I can’t rightly tell how I got where I am
I think I had an accident,fell over, then I swam.
Sometimes it’s a loss, be times it’s my man.
I guess I only do it cos I know some folk can.

I don’t know if the joy is worth the pain
Would I choose to relive if, I was born again?
The deep joy is the amazing gain.
But the sorrow is damn sad, let’s admit it plain.

I’m in deep and it’s over my head
What was I thinking of,when I fell out of that bed?
I look up and the sea’s so turquoise like that mist is red
When we get good and mad and wish some loon was dead.

At first, it was all just black,black pain
But from the bottom of the well, I looked up with awed love again.
That’s when I recalled,feelings are deep and sane
Joy is much greater when we’re in the deep,deep zone.

I dunno if I’m

Poetry 101: What Is the Difference Between Blank Verse and Free Verse? – 2022 – MasterClass

https://www.masterclass.com/articles/poetry-101-what-is-the-difference-between-blank-verse-and-free-verse

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with free verse during his career.

In France, a parallel poetic form called “vers libre” was also developing. (The term translates literally as “free verse.”) French poets including Paul Verlaine, Charles Baudelaire, Stéphane Mallarmé—many of 

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Limestone

I wish I were on Hutton Roof again
The limestone and the little open flowers
The sea at Arnside like a distant gem
The spaciousness, like days with extra hours

I wish I were as agile now as then
I ‘d climb a Langdale Pike just for some for fun
The whole mere down below still winding on
The handsome lake the old man, Coniston

I wish I were in Dent, the curious shapes
The hills and their deep mystery engross
The height, the little river, the mistakes
The lost loved man alive, to hold me close

I wish I were on Hutton Roof today
The holy smell of grass, the feel of air

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Formal poetry

https://www.nytimes.com/2017/08/04/books/review/a-little-book-on-form-robert-hass-american-originality-louise-gluck.html

Hass aims to help readers deeply fathom poetry through considering how a poem’s formal structure, and its interaction with poetic history, enable the poem to embody “the energy of the gesture of its making.” This is the subjective pursuit of a practitioner rather than that of a scholar. It’s also, at more than 400 pages, not a little book. Hass gives innumerable answers to the questions that obsess poets and readers of poetry: What is poetry, and why does it do what it does?

Hass aims to help readers deeply fathom poetry through considering how a poem’s formal structure, and its interaction with poetic history, enable the poem to embody “the energy of the gesture of its making.” This is the subjective pursuit of a practitioner rather than that of a scholar. It’s also, at more than 400 pages, not a little book. Hass gives innumerable answers to the questions that obsess poets and readers of poetry: What is poetry, and why does it do what it does?

In Kent

Cycling down the promenade at Deal

Going to walmer castle for the flowers

I wonder why the bicycles have wheels.

And why we never see the Eiffel Tower

The shingle beach at Kingsdown has a pub

There is a meadow with small folded flowers

There in sunshine you should meet your love

And lose yourself in kisses for an hour.

At Walmer Castle there was a great cat.

She climbed up on my husband to his joy.

Riding back to Deal my tyre went flat

So we went back slowly spirits buoyed.

He said hed5 never leave me but he died.

I fell down on the pavement and I cried

Ill love you till I die

‘Twas but a reptile passing by.
It flew across the deep blue sky
Why do reptiles fly so high?
I’ll love you till I die.

“Twas but a cat under the moon.
Did you have a silver spoon?
Why can’t cats all waul in tune?
I’ll love you very soon

‘Twas but a wooden legged man,
Carrying a large brass saucepan.
Why can’t men do what women can?
I’ll love you better than.

Why are adverbs?
What are nouns?
why do circuses have clowns?
I’ll love you lying down.

Where do dreams go in the day?
What game can we adults play?
Can you or can you not say?
I’ll love you,in my way.

‘Twas but a verse that seemed so free.
It floated over my oak tree.
I have eyes but cannot see.
I’ll love you when I be