Long Ouse Poems
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Cattleman's pride
who put the bounty
on the head of the
Danger City Cowboy?
somebody said something
and those Varmitts responded to it.
Otters curiosity.
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Belgian Blue, Angus Piedmontese, Salers, Barzuna, Hasserdolt, Charbracy, Senpol,Parthenaise,Maremmana,Sussex, Simmental.......
Bach-Ouse.BrineFast........Grollop,differentate between wisdom and experience.ayam,feral,asil,silkie,Bramhma
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( ah whoonka, whoonka! ah whoonka whoomp!)
whoomp, whoomp, whoomp, whoomp!
King 'Enry of The 'Ouse of Tudor ruled merrie olde England, the mighty and the meek.
'E was quite obese in 'is elder years and threw 'is weight around - so to speak!
'E governed from 1509 'til 1549 when 'e expired and began 'is eternal bourne.
Though 'e slept around a lot, nary a male heir for 'is regal throne was born!
With virgin maidens and other guy's wives, 'twas a promiscuous life 'e led,
Though 'e eventually wooed a strange assortment of royal wives to 'is bed!
'E 'ad six of 'em, which would've left even the most virile of men in a daze!
'E soon tired of each and 'e dispensed with them in various and sundry ways!
Both Anne Boleyn and Catherine Howard were destined to lose their 'eads!
Catherine of Aragon and Catherine Parr died of mysterious causes in their beds.
Jane Seymour and Anne of Cleves died from natural causes it is said as well.
'Twas rumored that 'Enry played golf as bells tolled each of their deathly knell!
'Enry got in a spat with the Pope of Rome which resulted in 'is excommunication.
This involved among other things 'is cavalier attitude in matters of domestication!
'E got in a towering snit and formed the Church of England as it is known today.
This 'ad all of not so merrie olde England in an uproar but 'Enry 'ad 'is way!
'Enry ruled with a fist of iron - serfs and gentry as well learned to toe the line!
'E died due to an old jousting wound and 'is fondness for food and wine!
'E was only fifty-five when in Windsor Castle 'e was laid out in repose.
'E was sent on 'is way with great pomp and ceremony as the olde saying goes!
Robert L. Hinshaw, CMSgt, USAF, Retired
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Placed No. 15 in Deborah Guzzi's "Sista's Bloody Sista's" Contest - October 2010
In circumstances unknown
She left this world alone;
Neath the fast flowing Ouse-
Judge not nor accuse!
This lovely wife of thirty-one
Whose beauty does transfix and stun;
Dying in circumstance unknown-
Leaving Arthur bereft,alone!
Heartbroken,distraught he searched
In weather so bitter and cold;
Until a final illness took hold--
A family tragedy,manifold!
Orphan Lily wept alone,
just five with no family home;
The Great War now just begun-
Her tiny world,undone!
In circumstances unknown,
Frances left this world alone;
Her legacy lingered to expand-
In the fair looks,of her daughters-grand!
Welcome to the British isles, where cash is flowing
Where much resides, history on every side of killer
Kings and queens provide, a tapestry of style and wiles
Villan's and villein and many wreckers; rode tides; attuned to
The chance to profit as much, was all their integrity as such
These brigands did thrive, just as long as the lord wardens
Purse, got more than a song? i e; reimbursed' collaterol does open doors
As many a knight, and damsel and burghers have sworn upon
Like those who rested at saltwood; just before they got to
Canterbury grand, on holy stones they stalked a man.' And
Slaughtered Thomas saint of God, then reported to henry
Of tudor blood, and so it was..Come and see the ancient
Walls, and briney sea, here normans landed and saxons
Fought.' Celts forged metal and Romans did route, and built
The roads, as arrows straight up and out' to Yorks
City gates, where vikings shouts once rang out' along the river Ouse, they husbanded cattle, and and fasioned shoes.' Here cash is welcome
In the modern day, here freedom is valued.' Despite the
Rage and run; of hostile agents, and past lockdowns glum, some despot
Would be's are in the wings, poisened of tounge with
Readied slings, yet never mind, come in freedoms name
Unleash some cash, and get some heritage in your veins.'
SINS OF THE FATHER
Just a maid,just sixteen,a serving girl ,
a go-between upstairs and downstairs,
her scene 'til love was to intervene;
She,so young,he,the master' son
a web of attraction, begun one rainy
afternon,in June;A familiar tale,oft told
of one so shy,the other bold,an affair
one hot summer long, where despair does
conclude my song;A baby came the
next Spring but he sans a wedding ring
left for the Great War ,the wench,
the babyboth shown the door;In action,
the teenage swain died, the lass,with
bairn,cried and cried ,their kin,his family
with conscience money salved their pride;
NEVER TO RETURN
He went to be a soldier one cold and
wintry Spring,dying for a noble cause
that all then believed in;The lilac was just
budding when news of him was sent,
her last letter returned marked ' killed in action'
described ,the honeymoon they’d spent;
feeling the kicking baby within , Gran wept
and cried ,that April day,dear Granpa died.
NAN
So sad,full of care
the face of nan,
life,lines her beauty
so fair-
this girl full of care,
this face of love
'cross memory's chasm
I now stare;
And sadness hide-
For youthfulness
we cannot share
apart by kin's time-line divide
THE LEGACY
In circumstances unknown
she left this world alone;
‘neath the fast flowing Ouse-
we judge not nor accuse!
This lovely wife of thirty-one
whose beauty does transfix and stun;
dying in circumstance unknown-
leaving husband,daughter bereft,alone!
Heartbroken,distraught he searched
in weather, bitter and cold;
‘til a final illness took hold--
family tragedy again made,manifold!
Orphan Lily wept alone,just five
with now no family home;The Great
War just begun-her tiny world,undone!
Circumstances unclear,unknown, Frances
left this world alone;her legacy though lingers
long,in looks,of grand daughters of my song
You may care to listen to me reciting these poems on youtube under the name ichthyschiro
FAMILYTREE
in circumstances
unknown
she left this world alone
neath
the fast flowing Ouse
judge not
nor accuse!
this lovely wife
of thirty-one
whose beauty
does transfix &stun
dying
in circumstance unknown
leaving Arthur
bereft alone
heartbroken distraught
he searched
in weather so bitter & cold
'til a final illness
took hold
a tragedy made manifold
orphan Lily
wept alone
just five
with no family home
the Great Warhad
had just begun
her tiny world undone!
in circumstance unknown
Frances left
this world alone
her legacy lingered h
to expand
in the fair looks
of
her daughters-grand!
Year Posted 2007
My dream shines brightly with ambitious gleam,
And in my heart, its vivid brilliance rivals even sunbeam.
I dream to be among the ranks of landowners,
To have thousands of acres and a hanseatic house,
Adorned with colorful feathered grouse,
And lush gardens fit for soirees and dinners,
Gazebos hosting bands and crooners,
And a view of a river as fair as the Great Ouse.
By day I shall paint,
And write prose and poetry
Lauding flora and fauna.
By night I shall play
Baroque tunes on a lute
Or Bach on a harpsichord.
All rights released into Public Domain
Sept. 26 2016
Three style II poetry contest
JUNETEENTH—TRUE FREEDOM
J EHOVAH is Christ’s Father’s name, name He called … his God
U nthinkable from Bibles Jehovah’s name, men have removed
N ame Christ said in John 17:3 …’He Had Made Known’
E very King James in Ps. 83:18 say’s … JEHOVAH” is God’s name
T ell me in your Bible please, his name you still find there?
E xpress your love for God’s name, obey Christ … make it known!
E xplain God’s KINGDOM’S, real GOVERNMENT, rule over earth
N O ONE SAY SICK, when KINGDOM BLESSINGS bless men
T his Good News”, NO Pain, or Death, Christ said,’teach till ‘the end’
H ouse to house said,“GO’! In JEHOVAH”S name by two’s send.
June 17, 2018
Contest sponsored by Edward Ibeh
By the Wash, the estuary of the Ouse
And three more rivers adding to the swell
We saw the seals pass murmuring the Blues
Nature opens up if we read clues;
The giant sky, the sound of a church bell;
By the Wash, the estuary of the Ouse.
A dangerous place, where currents catch the loose,
Old Hunstanton, white sands,cliffs with frills.
We saw the seals pass, shimmying the Blues.
Only painters need to find new excuse
For watercolour blends into the cells
By the Wash, the estuary, the Great Ouse.
My eye with radiant colour was imbued
Then it passed more deeply to my soul.
We saw the seals pass murmuring the Blues.
Nature can bring calmness,make us whole
And in its fierceness also make us bold.
By the Wash, the estuary of the Ouse
We heard the seals pass, stuttering the Blues