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[aid] => mick
[title] => At Blists Hill
[time] => 2005-11-18 15:43:03
[hometext] => [Something a little different for me - Honest opinions appreciated] For Shaun, James H, James, John D, John, Kerry, Stefanie, Laura, Jessica, Sherilee, Vanessa, Scarlet and all the other street children.. I miss you all.
[bodytext] => Honeyed bread and lavender, await the end of day,
And laughter is abundant, for children are at play,
We run and dance in costume, under watchful eye,
Then skip or sit on rope swing, to see who can go high.
Then down to squatters cottage, to drink some strawberry tea,
And walk down past canalside, to the spot beneath the tree.
Where we'll sell you bags of lavender, only a penny a piece,
'The sweetest smelling fragrance, come and get it cheap'
The shoe shine boy would clean your shoes, a ha'penny a time,
And Frank would get the carriage, and take you for a ride,
Past the plasterer and blacksmith, and church where bells still chime,
Down toward the farm, where all the creatures hide.
Now we'll go down to the schoolhouse, for the lessons of the day,
Where crafts and numbers beckon, there is no time for play,
We'll learn to make up pegdolls, and fragrance pillows, too,
Give respect to the teacher, or she'll mark the 'dunce' on you.
Then we'll make up crowns for mayday, with flowers, all hand picked,
And dress up in our best clothes, Until we look perfect.
Then dance around the maypole, with ribbons in our hands,
You can vote who will be mayqueen, to rule over our play land.
I remember down at Blists Hill, weekends, and holidays,
I would go and play the street child, I would volunteer each day,
I miss the sound of friendship, the other children laugh,
My memories are at Blists Hill... Far back in the past.
[Authors note: Blists Hill is a Victorian Town/Open air museum near where I live. I used to volunteer there as a child in the holidays and on weekends. We would dress up in victorian clothes, and act in front of the tourists. It is one of the best things I have ever done, and I will always love it there. Phil xxx]
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[ratings] => 9
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At Blists Hill
Contributed by
lostinmyself
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Friday, 18th November 2005 @ 03:43:03 PM in AEST
Topic:
Nostalgic
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Honeyed bread and lavender, await the end of day,
And laughter is abundant, for children are at play,
We run and dance in costume, under watchful eye,
Then skip or sit on rope swing, to see who can go high.
Then down to squatters cottage, to drink some strawberry tea,
And walk down past canalside, to the spot beneath the tree.
Where we'll sell you bags of lavender, only a penny a piece,
'The sweetest smelling fragrance, come and get it cheap'
The shoe shine boy would clean your shoes, a ha'penny a time,
And Frank would get the carriage, and take you for a ride,
Past the plasterer and blacksmith, and church where bells still chime,
Down toward the farm, where all the creatures hide.
Now we'll go down to the schoolhouse, for the lessons of the day,
Where crafts and numbers beckon, there is no time for play,
We'll learn to make up pegdolls, and fragrance pillows, too,
Give respect to the teacher, or she'll mark the 'dunce' on you.
Then we'll make up crowns for mayday, with flowers, all hand picked,
And dress up in our best clothes, Until we look perfect.
Then dance around the maypole, with ribbons in our hands,
You can vote who will be mayqueen, to rule over our play land.
I remember down at Blists Hill, weekends, and holidays,
I would go and play the street child, I would volunteer each day,
I miss the sound of friendship, the other children laugh,
My memories are at Blists Hill... Far back in the past.
[Authors note: Blists Hill is a Victorian Town/Open air museum near where I live. I used to volunteer there as a child in the holidays and on weekends. We would dress up in victorian clothes, and act in front of the tourists. It is one of the best things I have ever done, and I will always love it there. Phil xxx]
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Re: At Blists Hill
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by Former_Member on
Friday, 18th November 2005 @ 04:05:24 PM AEST
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PhillyGirl!!!!!! Brilliant. As I was reading this, your excellent imagery just drew me in and I didn't want to stop but was interupted twice by things of the day. I'm saying, people!!!! Can't you see I am reading a more than excellent write here down a memory lane where PhilylGirl has taken us? Leave me alone until I'm done!
This was awesome, Phiily and I did get to read it all the way through, finally, uninterrupted!!! Your imagery is beyond belief! I thoroughly enjoyed. Thank you for sharing and I'm reading it again so I can go back on your beautiful trip once again. Memories captured in time with excellent style.
Really really impressed.
Thank you,
Tim
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by Former_Member on
Friday, 18th November 2005 @ 04:18:47 PM AEST
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| I have to say your imagery is incredible!. I took that walk down memory lane right by your side...and loved it. |
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by lostrelic on
Friday, 18th November 2005 @ 04:29:30 PM AEST
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amazing write a very vivid image and i like the style of the poem it makes it easier to see your message great write
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by Former_Member on
Friday, 18th November 2005 @ 04:54:05 PM AEST
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**Loves the smell of warm lavender making its way
slowly from his screen as he reads**
three cheers for memories, sweet
PFR
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Re: At Blists Hill
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by FleurdeSang on
Friday, 18th November 2005 @ 05:10:27 PM AEST
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My dear Phil, you never fail to impress and entice the senses with your all-too-vivid masterpieces... Like a soft breeze of memories with the hint of lavender and joy... all in the past, yet revisited through imagination and reverie. Exquisite. I do love your way of painting pictures in my head, and the fact that your rhyme scheme isn't redundant or insufferable... That is what always leaves me wide-eyed and staring in awe, :-P. I'm not much for rhyming poems, but yours... gosh, I don't know, they just flow so effortlessly and with such elegance, that I can't help but love it. Thank you so much for sharing this intimate recollection with us, cheri. Always a pleasure reading and commenting your work, :D. All my love. Forever,
Your dear friend/fan,
~*Stephy*~ |
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Re: At Blists Hill
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by Vampirequeen on
Friday, 18th November 2005 @ 05:27:18 PM AEST
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amazing write once again philly girl.
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Re: At Blists Hill
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by Former_Member on
Friday, 18th November 2005 @ 06:03:56 PM AEST
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Well Philly, I told ya yesterday how this made me feel all nostalgic. I love poems of this genre.
There is something about remembering happy times that stirs the soul and causes a smile
to remain permanently etched. This write was beautifully emotive and wonderfully written
sweeite. Makes me want to visit not only the place, but the time as well.
Your writes never disappoint. : )
*hugs you tons*
~Breezy |
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Re: At Blists Hill
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by Eternal_Dreamer on
Friday, 18th November 2005 @ 06:13:26 PM AEST
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Phil incredibly outstanding. A flawless masterpiece. The imagery you cast onto ur readers is absolutely sensational.
A trip down memory lane with the ever so gifted and talented Phil. Thank you for posting this.
*hugs*
~sue~ |
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Re: At Blists Hill
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by Fionndruinne on
Friday, 18th November 2005 @ 06:29:49 PM AEST
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Sounds like a wondrous time, indeed. A vivid and engaging story-in-verse, and anyone could tell it means a lot to you, this memory.
Andrew |
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Re: At Blists Hill
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by Former_Member on
Friday, 18th November 2005 @ 06:54:17 PM AEST
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Such a lovely past to remember, the lavendar calms me down, beautiful words, this poem renews the wonderful past that many of us recall, days of joy. Work comes before pleasure, and yet, the pleasure we all have time for. Bless you and this poem.
Huggies, Raquel Leah :D |
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Re: At Blists Hill
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by shelby on
Friday, 18th November 2005 @ 08:02:07 PM AEST
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a magical look into your childhood memories. This danced along so smooth and dainty, rich with the excitement of memories so sweet.Thanks for sharing this
Michelle |
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by bobotheclown on
Saturday, 19th November 2005 @ 12:15:38 AM AEST
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to be honest I thought this was poem was
kind of odd... I liked it and it was very well
written, but I still found it odd. The poem
sounds like it is set in the 1800's at least that
is what came to my mind. Interesting and
unique.
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Re: At Blists Hill
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by Former_Member on
Saturday, 19th November 2005 @ 01:52:12 AM AEST
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or she'll mark the 'dunce on you' the old dunce cap? this make me wish i was someone different and a little boy again this touches some one in me who has been long gone and yet is strangelyy familiar, this is beautifuly you phil, i don't know about anybody els, but that's what i get out of it, lemonade stands and tree houses and hot summers of long ago, what a special poem from a most brilliant and soulful writter . . .
((((((((Phil))))))))
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Re: At Blists Hill
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by blowfish_jane on
Saturday, 19th November 2005 @ 08:25:10 AM AEST
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Philly this was beautiful. It truely is, it took us all in a magical ride into your past. And what a great pass it was.
P.S. YOu kept saying Lavendar is that Lavender? If it is then it'll make sense.
Jane~ |
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Re: At Blists Hill
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by hauntedscorp on
Sunday, 20th November 2005 @ 03:04:11 AM AEST
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Awww Philly...that's wonderful that you were a part of something so neat as a child! It reminded me totally of this place we used to go to on school trips as children...Same idea, and we'd be fed a pioneer-type lunch too: )
Your attention to detail here is really good! Great visuals for the reader to eat up...well done!
Scorp. |
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Re: At Blists Hill
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by Spazzo on
Thursday, 1st December 2005 @ 01:12:41 PM AEST
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This is an awesome poem.
Take care.
Scott |
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