What a strange idea,
There he was
With this book in front of him,
Not reading but writing,
Writing words on the paper.
Where others were tapping,
Or prodding away,
He was writing,
Writing words on the paper.
Such a strange idea
In this day and age,
I wonder if he,
Was a poet.
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Goldfinch60 (Pseudonym) (
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- Comment from author about the poem: I wrote this poem in the Coffee House we go to very regularly, and once again I gave a copy to the gentleman who was writing and he was very grateful. The Corries song is one of my favourites from them because of the last verse, I find it very moving.
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A fine write Gold. Yes, some may say :' What is pen and paper?'
I actually write letters too!
I too write letters, with a fountain pen!
There's another thing - fountain pen. Saw a guy suing one the other day. Whatever I seem to say is out-of-date, apparently is not! Except old pork pies! lol.
Every piece in MPS creates a mental picture. Today yours throws up a couple of questions for me. Do these entertaining writes take long to compose/edit. Are you always equipped with a notepad, and most importantly, what does your other half do whilst you compose. Is she a collaborator or nose buried in the favourite daily paper....
Maybe those q's are a subject for another piece?
If I write in the Coffee House they normally take less than five minutes, I sometimes edit them when I bring them home, but not often.
Yes I always have a notepad and get some very strange looks when I write during the sermon at Church.
My wife just sits there drinking her coffee and we still chat while I am writing, I always read them to her when the poems are completed.
There have been some new staff in the Coffee House and the manager introduces me as Andy - our resident poet.
Yes I can see a poem in your questions - watch this space da.
I also write all the time - when I am not sketching that is. The pencil is always on the go.
That is a dilemma surely, which takes priority?
When I'm out sketching usually wins.
I love the sense of humor in these coffee shop poems. What a wonderful gift to your subjects. I'll bet he was surprised to find out not everyone is self absorbed.
If I work on a poem its usually in long hand. It helps me think. I get the idea down however I can depending on where I am but I do enjoy writing it down.
Ahhhhhhh UNCLE ANDY ~ All Irish Music is sacred ! ANGELA & I love the Pubs in the Republic (no hard Border please !) where there is always a fluid Band in the corner ! You are always welcome to sit in & play or sing ! They love Angela because She can sing 'Forty Shades of Green' in Spanish ! Love the instruments : Irish Drum : Fiddle : Penny Whistle : 12 String Guitar : Banjo etc ! Thanks for posting the Corries.
All my and (Angelas) Poems start off as manuscripts ~we always carry a spiral notebook and biro. I had a fountain pen once but now (like the feather quills Orchidee uses) they are ANACHRONISMS along with SNOPAQUE and ERASERS. I love the way in which MPS allows REVISIONS also how easy they are to make on a PC ~ Technology Rules OK ~ The Laptop is Mightier than the Laser Stick ! Love the Video & Verse ~ Blessings & Love to you BOTH ~
BRIAN & ANGELA 🧡🧡🧡🧡🧡
Irish! IRISH! The Carries are a very famous SCOTTISH duo, their most famous song is “Flower of Scotland “ which is the Anthem of the Scotland Rugby Union team.
I always have notebook and pen with me to write down ideas and poems.
Yes dear Goldi poets can be strangely out of this world when we get a subject invading our mind - I love the chosen video too and the group singing laments over children running the show .... yet I agree that last verse says it all - - how our offspring are missed when they leave home. Good read.
Thank you Fay, yes I suppose we poets live in a different world most of the time, I certainly get some strange looks sometimes.
That song is so meaningful and that last verse always affects me no matter how often I hear it.
it is the acuteness of observations such as these, that take the P from perception and place it firmly in poetry.. I think I might very well have asked the same question... Neville
You are so right Neville, thank you for your wonderful observation.
my very sincere pleasure..
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