What stubborn nature left you there
Stark, standing separate from the shore?
White, defiant of time and tide,
Three lonely stacks against the shore?
And did you witness dinosaurs
Who roamed the white Jurassic rocks?
Did pirates hide within your lee
Or Vikings flounder In their boats?
Are you miscreant turned to stone
The action of time and tide on rock
Named for Old Harry the Devil himself?
I only know I love to stare
And see you standing off this shore
Bright jewels of Purbeck’s perfect coast.
For some the pursuit of pleasure
Is the purpose of their life.
Others must have meaning
Their hopes to realise.
Pleasures can be fleeting
Pleasures do not last.
Pleasures can not satisfy
They disappear too fast.
Set your cap for happiness
And sometimes you will fail.
Search instead for meaning;
For that’s a wiser trail.
“Belgian brewers often supplement
the balance of malt sweetness
and hop bitterness with fruity,
spicy, floral and herbal aromas.”
Some Belgian beers are like running
through a hayfield at harvest
and others explode with
a whole orchard of fruit flavours.”
“Soft, mellow tartness
and mild horse blanket funk
will make you smile
and desire another glass”
Or a “delicate balance of grain
and caramel, burn and edge,
…..uniquely ancient taste.”
“I like to close my eyes and puzzle it out.
Where does the floral grapefruit end?
Where do the musty lemons begin?”
“An enchanting, not-quite-earthy
yeast character, a whiff of spicy hops
…. a tightrope balance
between crisp and malty.”
“The refined sourness countered
with some caramel sweetness.
… hints of raisins and red apples.
Sour meets sweet at a sublime level.”
Introtopoetry Day Seven – Found Poetry on the theme ‘of ‘Flavor’.
From http://www.belgiansmaak.com/belgian-beers/
and http://dageraadbrewing.com/story/what-is-belgian-style-beer/
You’re always on your iPad
Or on the wretched phone.
Bloody social media
Leave the phone alone!
Forget about who follows
Whether you got likes,
Those tweets or notifications
The so called Facebook friends.
We are here, we’re in the room
Communicate with us.
You’re Facebook friends will still be there
So why the ruddy rush?
Let’s do stuff together
The way we used to do?
See what’s on the telly
That all of us can view.
Don’t look out the window
Don’t go out the door
There’s nothing happens off a screen
That matters any more.
Wave a phone before your face
See life through a lense
Nothing counts in modern life
That isn’t on a screen.
Intro to Poetry Day Six – Screen
Supposed to do a limerick
A young man was not good at it.
He’d such a big head
Wrote a sonnet instead
And thought ‘it won’t matter a bit’.
Introduction to Poetry Day Five
A limerick on the theme unsuccessful.
Life is like a journey
You haven’t properly planned.
You’re not quite sure
Where you want to go
Or what you’re going to need.
If you find the right road
You’re a very lucky man.
For life has many twists and turns
And so much can go wrong.
It’s not your destination
That matters in the end
But where you went
And what you saw
And who it was you met.
Learning from your journey
Is the most important thing.
So though you may be ill prepared
And not have what you need
The man who learns to love the road’s
A lucky man indeed.
Introduction to poetry – Day Four
Familiar face of a friend I know.
Remembrance of the times we shared.
Indelible memories.
Endless laughs.
Never to be forgotten moments
Devotion.
Into to poetry – Day Three
Flaunt your face
For all your worth.
For famous face
And fabled fortune
Will too soon
Be forgotten.
Faces fade
Get flabby,
Fall
Fortunes fail
And so do friends.
You’ll find they’ve fled.
You’re left bereft.
A toe dipped in the water
A toe dipped in the sea
In up to my ankles
That’s enough for me.
Wade a little further
Water round my calf,
In up to my middle
Laps my upper half.
Now it’s all or nothing
Finally took the the plunge.
Written for Intro to Poetry Day One Challenge. I did a Haiku too but that’s not really my style.
A glass of water
Can end a sea of troubles
Down a bitter pill.
Written for Introtopoetry Day One Challenge.
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