Positivity thread

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Gloucester Mute 25 Jun 2020 10:16 am said..

SirHenry wrote:What about GRC?


What is GRC please ?? Gloucester Rugby Football Club (GRFC) OR Gloucester Rugby (GR) are the two official/brand names I thought. Please enlighten me.
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plod 25 Jun 2020 10:32 am said..

Asleep at the wheel.
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MarcusRann 26 Jun 2020 08:29 am said..

PLUMP PEARS (Triolet), FW Harvey

Plump pears are plumping on the ground.
(And Father said we must not pick them.)
We didn't. Rough-boy-Wind rushed round
And plumped those pears upon the ground.
Hark to him - what a lovely sound!
He cannot eat, nor even lick them.
We can, since they are on the ground,
Though Father said we weren't to pick them.
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MarcusRann 27 Jun 2020 06:30 am said..

June Night, Ivor Gurney

Clouds die out in June where the sun drops –
The skies are clear as water when the sand stops
In flood time, settles; and the winds have settled now.
Stars as bright sand-grains remain, and the still flow
Of the high heavens like deep sea water not hides
Them, as the course of the Heavens nobly, strongly glides.
There are the hour's tides, the sky's and the eternal tides
Over the dark day's tides.
But for all my worship of these, I shall go in to studies
Of music or verse or Elizabethans - in my labour's plans,
See lamp light – make notes and verse - read noble words sufficient.
Only to come out when the thought will not move to its bent,
Longford dark worshipping upwards to the dim sky,
I, dazed a little; till walking, moving easily and lonelily
I come to the brook meadow with its line of elm trees,
The small bridge that has dignity and its own heart's place,
To turn there, and be glad that night wide is come
All men asleep save I, in my loved, never-so-loved, town
And my friends asleep; while I work and my honour and clear eyes keep
Waiting for the dawn as first mark - and more clouds of high June.
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MarcusRann 28 Jun 2020 11:05 am said..

THE WALK, Leonard Clark
(for Edmund Blunden)

When, head high in corn, I walked with my mother the long, golden meadows,
Light on my feet, and sailor-bloused, the whole wide world of summer,
She saw beyond, the dark and looming forest
Deep with its undergrowth waiting to seize all travellers,
But I the easy mouse, happily swaying on ripe wheat-stalks bending
Over the tangled straw-lanes, trodden and wandering among first shadows.
My eyes were all shining and open, my ears quick to the nibbling,
But she held my hand tightly, and the touch of her satin
Was lovely and cool to my fingers, her warmth to my wondering
As her watch ticked away and I heard her heart beating,
Till we passed through the stone stile by broken-down barley
And came to the farmhouse where the big, lumbering horses
Were drinking spring water, mouths foam-flecked from harvest.
Secure in the paddock beneath doves round the windows
She suddenly smiled as she looked at my wide eyes
And smoothed down my wild hair in the starred light of evening.
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Gloucester Mute 28 Jun 2020 19:37 pm said..

good news : GS is the new HC - rather than DoR, where he could have been responsible for hiring players/player's contracts/notice periods. Stick to what you're best at...…….. ;) ;) ;)
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MarcusRann 29 Jun 2020 10:34 am said..

At Grafton, John Drinkwater

God laughed when be made Grafton
That's under Bredon Hill,
A jewel in a jewelled plain.
The seasons work their will
On golden thatch and crumbling stone,
And every soft-lipped breeze
Makes music for the Grafton men
In comfortable trees.

God's beauty over Grafton
Stole into roof and wall,
And hallowed every pavèd path
And every lowly stall,
And to a woven wonder
Conspired with one accord
The labour of the servant,
The labour of the Lord.

And momently to Grafton
Comes in from vale and wold
The sound of sheep unshepherded,
The sound of sheep in fold,
And, blown along the bases
Of lands that set their wide
Frank brows to God, comes chanting
The breath of Bristol tide.
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MarcusRann 30 Jun 2020 09:53 am said..

These Fields, FW Harvey

Dream not the English meadows dead
I heard some fields in Gloucestershire
Whispering ere the sun had kist
Their level faces clean of mist.
And very sweet it was to hear
The secret words they said
Clear-spoken by green little lips
Of grass with dew upon the tips.

And mingling in the gossip spoke
With softly-rustling leaves the oak;
Elms too, and the grey willows that look
Into the little twisting brook,
And a garrulous old scythe that lay
Under a bramble hidden away,
Together with a drinking-horn
Fashioned long ere I was born...
They spoke the language they had heard
Since they had listened to any word.
They were more English than our tongue:
Old already when words were young.

They said that life ran much the same
Or ever Caesar's army came.
Norman and Saxon were but words.
The men went, the men came;
They took them, but forgot the name.
They took them, these mild fields, these birds,
These streams, these oaks, this grass, and wrought
Within their minds an English thought.
And moulding thus, they made amends
For bloodshed and much labour: gave
Content of thought and food to friends:

Shade to labourers and to lovers:
Water to wash to the world's ends
The care a living man discovers,
And all anxiety and fear
Which life and love may bring too near.

Thus to an immemorial plan
They fashioned and kept the Englishman
A coin of England ringing true:
A bloom of England under blue
Or dark skies: thus for many a day
Past. And so still purpose they.

This is the final poem in a series of 101 poems for lockdown. I hope that they have offered some distraction and served some purpose in these strange, sad and uncertain times. I've thoroughly enjoyed reading and researching the lives and works of these glorious Gloucestershire - and beyond - poets.

If anyone fancies picking up the baton - I haven't even scratched Autumn and Winter themed poems.
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Re: Positivity thread

shedwebadmin 30 Jun 2020 11:04 am said..

There once was an old lady from Cheshunt..

on second thoughts.. better not.

Good stuff, Marcus, thanks. There's been some gems in there..
Hopefully, this text should be smaller and less prominent than the words above it...
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Re: Positivity thread

Gloucester Mute 30 Jun 2020 12:21 pm said..

Marcus - much appreciated and a great distraction from troubling times. Believe nearly all SW (bar Madders - who obviously goes in for other less cerebral cultural entertainment ;) ) have enjoyed them.
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