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Great wine this I must say keep topping up and I will stay Help my head has all gone heady No no not the wine the floor's unsteady

I'm totally p****d and r*t a**d too but then you ask, what's new !!! ;-))

Just Great that magic table makes people ejoyable and able Keep on drinking in here Guys we also heve beer

Their all poets and I did not know it! James:<))

Lovely to see you James, my friend (feel free to join, we are all round the bend!!)

Must be nice to come on here for someone will give you a pint of beer

Now keep coming in James the doors always ajar does'nt matter where you live near or afar Oldies and youngesters always welcome here don't worry too much your in the mad house as I fear Perhaps when you know us you wont want to go and write rhymes a plenty so we say hoho!

Quiches are ready in case you feel like a nibble Just help yourself, there's no need to quibble Red wine is over on the table, Pass me a glass if you are able.

Soon upon us, Mothers's Day, what to get, I hear you say! Toast all hot, and good to eat, with honey on, oh what a treat!

Usually buy my mum something pretty and a card with a loving ditty! Vermillion azalea or a jasmine white I shall visit the garden centre for something right.

Well, you lot seem to have been having a party Lines all happy and perhaps a little too hearty? X tremely busy I have been Went to the X-ray and was seen You have even convinced someone new to join us, Hello James, nice to see you Zipped in here before getting Tea just to say ''hello' to you from me.

All the wine and food has gone Will have to speak to our mate Ron Been nice and sunny here today hope the icy wind has gone away

Coughs and colds are affecting us, I'm trying not to make a fuss Drove to my son's school -as you do, To bring him home, now he has the flu

Camcorder. Had an urge to do this Sunday after along walk with the dogs. When I set out my feet are light, I float along the ground. Eyes sharpened to the slightest move, my ears take in the sound. I stop and catch the subjects I find along the way. Two horses pass, catch sight and sound of roan and of bay. A robin singing in the birch, with catkins tumbling tail. Collect his song, his rosy breast, his undercarriage pale. A bullfinch feeds on early bud, a charm of goldfinch fly. The kestrel hangs upon the wind, behind him blue, blue sky. The call of geese, the skein I see top tippling to the lake. Where swan and coot and mallard wait for offerings of cake. Two lads with mud spattered mountain bikes, call greetings as they peddle. Uphill then down again not missing any puddle. I turn for home, my footsteps slow, why do my feet feel lead. My morning's haul is heavier with every step I tread. Two horses with clip clopping feet, a robin and his trill. Bullfinch, goldfinch, kestrel, sky all these and more to fill. This tiny box hung round my neck, with mountan bikes and boys. With lakes and geese and swans and trees; yes all my mornings joys.

Elaine it's great to read your rhyme hope to see you add, from time to time Feeling tired now, so soon to bed I have this brilliant book I've just read Great to curl up with a romantic tale (almost better than a tasty male!!) ;-))

Hi, Elaine I loved your rhyme please come back another time I loved reading about your morning hike the animals in fields and boys on bikes Just relax and enjoy your book Dee, Can you tell the title on this thread to me. Keep in touch Dorothy G. Was there anything on your X ray to see?

Loved your rhyme Elaine, interesting to know that your walk was action packed so More you must add one day soon the simple joys of nature are a boon Now the Spring will soon be here so many things to bring us cheer ''Oh to be in England now that April's here'' it was Browning I think who spoke of his country dear Pensively he wished for his home; in Italy he pined for green grass and tea with honey Quite why he went there, you may wonder for love of dear Elizabeth who hated thunder Real love was his motive, under the hot sun he wanted to be in Grantchester, with his son So he stayed in the burning heat his commitment to her he did meet To learn of such deep love is good to know sighing, and smiling, it brings a heartwarming glow

Up again, though sadly no heat, this prose is keeping you all on your feet! very soon as Spring air fills, now see, a host of golden daffodils!

Well Chris it’s A Lesser Evil, Lesley Pearse Very true to life, or so it appears Xtremely good she is at writing novels (some are set in untidy hovels) You may wonder what I will choose next Labyrinth (A Greaders choice, had you guessed) Zillions of daffs in a local park, Chris Hope to see them, not something to miss A lovely poem, the one by Browning Dorothy, it certainly stopped me frowning Better be off to do all the chores Back later to see if you finished yours

Coincidentally Dee, I read that book only recently!! Did not know that author before but now I shall look in the library for more