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Bribrow you naughty man -I did not draw you into that "nonsensical pointless and completely unpoetical exchange". As I see it, you just came along yourself and that's fine! There are many threads on this site and not all will appeal to everyone. We all have different styles and tastes in writing and at the same time have reached different levels of accomplishment. I'm sorry you don't approve, but some of us do like that thread, whether it be "nonsensical" or not.I believe the thread was started as a simple challenge to chat in rhyme -and thats what we try to do.

Dotty

Yes yes yes yes yes YES

Dotty,
Please don't take me too seriously. If you look at my stuff - I'd like that! - you'll see I don't take myself at all so.
Whatever grabs you, of course. Dunno why I got myself into all this in the first place.
As a matter of fact, I started into poetry in just that way - writing doggerel and getting (and sometimes giving) a lot of pleasure from it.
I was lucky, though. I bumped into a poet, widely published and moderately acclaimed (a lady in every sense of the word and a university professor to boot) who told me that, if I wanted to, I could write "poetry". But to do that I'd have to start reading some. I took her advice and have had tremendous fun (although little success) ever since.
As you say "Chacun a son gout".
I think what bugged me a little bit was the time-wasting element of that thread. But I acknowledge too that part of the fun of all this is in the contacts we make along the way. For example, I've just written a piece set in a lane near where I lived as a child. A reader recognized it and it seems we both grew up living within a few hundred yards of each other.
The important thing is that, to the best of our ability, we shoud all WRITE - all right?

Bribrow

Bribrow
I agree with all that you have said -contacts we make are important to us all -and that nonsensical thread is just as useful for making contacts (and friends I might add). I know to some it might seem to be a time wasting effort, but it is fun and when the occasional writers block kicks in, (as it often does), it can be just the place to practice timing, (clicks and taps etc)in a more relaxed and easy manner. Often new people to the site pop in and introduce them selves on the said thread as well. It would be a shame if you didn't pop in again from time to time -we are a friendly lot on there and enjoy meeting new people as they come along.
We also can get a little "bugged" when people come along and appear to belittle what we are doing on there, and as you see one or two were quick to jump to the threads defence! As you say the important thing is that to the best of our ability (and we are all at different levels!) we should all write. I don't take myself too seriously either, nor do I feel I am good at poetry, but I write from the heart, about things that matter to me, in my own language and my own style. What matters most to me is the pleasure I derive from writing, as I'm sure you do too.
I look forward to popping in sometime and taking a look at some more of your work - (I have already taken a peek at "my friend Tatty".)

cheers Dotty

Okay Dotty - that's generous of you. So it's not goodbye. It's Abysinia.


Bribrow


(That last word was a joke cracked by a Dylan Thomas character in one of his short stories from "Portrait of the Artist as a Young Dog" - Abysinia was a country but, like most territories in Africa, it's now got a new name - dunno what. But Abysinia was Dylan's way of saying:
"I'll be seeing you.")

I was closer than you think (amongst your work indeed!).

I shall look forward to seeing you again, I don't give up that easily.

dotty

ps -i think we had better do away with the No no no no no yes yes yes yes yessss -people might get the wrong idea! Sorry couldn't resist that!
dotty

Hi Dottyfix,
This is just to prove to you that this would-be poet can write doggerel with the best (or worst) of them. For your eyes only.

Ex-Pat Pronounces Nice Nice.

Life’s very good on the Côte D’Azur
That’s what they say and you can be sure
There’s never a moment you need feel blue.
There’s sun and sea and a mountain or two.
Friends to make who have settled here
And now drink wine instead of beer.
It may not be everyone’s paradise
But you have to admit that Nice is nice.

The French, of course, the true Nicois,
Tell us it isn't what it was
What with the Arabs, the Yanks and Brits
Those Russians and sundry other shits.

But even the French make a friend or two
Amongst “les étrangères” (that’s me and you)!
And hey, if you’re eligible and male,
Rich French widows, hearty and hale,
Promenade in the chicest droves
Looking for – well – us old coves.
It’s a lovely life and I’m happy to say
This is one ex-pat who's here to stay.

Whaddya say to that?

Bribrow

Sounds like Llareggub to me.

That was in response to Abyssinia bien sur, not the 'nice' poem

Heeeerrress Dylan :
The force that through the green fuse drives the flower
Drives my green age; that blasts the roots of trees
Is my destroyer.
And I am dumb to tell the crooked rose
My youth is bent by the same wintry fever.

Fforeggub Brassrazoo - you're way above we humble writers of lereggod.

Hello again Bribow

Thank you for the "for your eyes only" - I feel very privaleged!
I see you can indeed write doggerel as you term it.

Dotty

PS Just read My Friend Tatty -excellent read -I am suitably impressed.

Hi Dottyfix,
So you found Tatty? Glad you liked it. It's a true story and he was very much a part of my childhood.
After our discussion on the subject of doggerel, would you like to read a respond if you have the time to something a little more serious I've just finished? It's on my home page and called "The dance of life".
It also has an element of truth but of course some poetic license, too. Look forward to hearing from you again.

Bribrow

Hi
I remember reading this poem a few days back -you've honed this haven't you?.
I have to say I really like this poem -it reads very well. There's an underlying rythm threaded through the heart of the poem and your words sing out so the reader can (almost), hear the music from that ballroom.

well done
Dotty