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Chris WS
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| 19 Oct 2009 03:57 |
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Hello Rosie, yea the text drive's me divi, lol is about as far as I go !! I did a talk last week in a village hall on Romany way, so I wrote a poem to open with.
Understanding.
Why move us on ? what have we done?
The sun,wind and rain belongs to everyone,
There's good and bad in every race I hear them say,
But in ours beds they wont let us lay.
Why cant you see we are just the same,
But we always seem to get the blame,
There's good and bad in us too,
Just the same as there is in you.
No understanding from you,
just fear of what we MIGHT do!
No compassion shows through,
But we have strong feelings too.
Over 500 years ago we came here,
Only to face hatred, torment and fear,
No one's sure just how many were killed,
Along with the Jews the mass graves were filled.
Please stop and think, and try your best,
To question and put me to the test,
So feel free to ask, and clear your mind,
You never know what you might find.
It went well and enjoyed the question and answer time at the end, and I sold a few books too, glad your well, Chris xx. |
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xrosiex
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| 19 Oct 2009 05:28 |
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hello chris
well done mate and thanks for shareing,nice to teach the children that we is just poeple same as them may make it easer for our chavvys when they go to shcool |
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xrosiex
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| 19 Oct 2009 05:29 |
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| btw ya leant the most imprtond text i see cus lol is the best one we all know that lol xxxx |
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| 19 Oct 2009 05:34 |
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| Nice poem ChrisWS and good way of putting it across hope the words hit home!! . |
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Chris WS
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| 19 Oct 2009 06:24 |
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| It was'nt chavvies Rosie, far from it, they were mainley retired fohki. |
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Chris WS
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| 19 Oct 2009 06:25 |
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| Thanks MOD, I thought it may have been a bit strong, but it seemed to go down OK. |
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xrosiex
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| 19 Oct 2009 09:16 |
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| sorry chirs thought ya said school, didnt read ya message proper,i am a dinlow lol but got good reason to be a bit divvy at mo has not to well and have both sherry and aaron boy off school cus they aint well to didnt sleep much last night aaron boy was burning up all night, so ya will have to let me off lol, and well done again xx |
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Sent In By Kilby.
It was early las september nigh to Framlin,ham-on-sea,
An twas fair day come tommorer an the time was after tea,
An i met a painted caravan adown a dusty lane,
A Pharoh with his waggins comin, jolt an creak an strain.
A cheery cove an sunburnt, bold o eye an wrinkled up,
An beside him on the splashboard sat a brindle terrier pup,
An a lurcher wise as solomon an as lean as fiddle strings,
Was a joggin in the dust longside his roundabouts an swings.
Good day says he, good day says i an how dya find things go,
An what the chance o millions when you runs a traverllin show?
I finds said he things very much as how i,ve always found,
For mostly they goes up an down or else goes round an round.
Said he , the jobs the very spit o what it always were,
An its bread an bacon mostly when the dog don,t catch a hare,
But lookin at it broad an while we aint no merchant kings,
What we loses on the roundabouts we mainly pulls back on the swings.
Good luck said he, good luck said i , you,ve put it past a doubt,
An keep that lurcher on the drom, the keeper is about,
He thumped down on the foorboard an he lumbered on again,
To meet a gold-dust sunset down the owl light in the lane.
An the moon she climbed the hazels while a nightjar seemed to spin
An i thought on how that Pharohs words they talked of loss an win,
For up an down an round an round he said goes all appointed things,
An losses on the ronudabouts jus means profits on th,ol swings.
I,m tolt this was written first by a fella called P.R. Chalmers.
-----kilby-----
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xrosiex
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| 09 Mar 2010 03:57 |
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my hero my knight
i dreamed of you forever and now at last you've come.
i'm not sure how my darling, but i know that your the one
you didn't come a charging, you just gently strolled with in,
deep in side me darling, to a place no one has been.
you ask me why i love you and i cant answer why,
all i know is with out you, a part of me would die
i've never felt so happy, has when i'm in your arms,
and to me my darling, you have so many charms.
i love the way you kiss me, and your gently touch.
i don't think no one ever, has made me laugh so much.
the hours seem like seconds, when i'm by your side.
and i couldn't hide my feelings for you, even if i tried.
you really are my hero,my ray of shining light.
you have no silver armour,but still you are my knight.
you save me from the shadows and the lonely night,
now all i want forever, is for you to hold me tight.
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Moongalba
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| 24 May 2010 21:24 |
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Please accept this little poem dedicated to all children who loved the English Summer months.
How green The Weeping Willow
whose tresses caress
the gentle brooks flow.
How yellow the King Cup
bright as new churned butter
‘neath Willows weeping bough.
How swift the King Fisher,
dropping like a stone
having spied a little fish.
Then returning to it's perch,
flicks back its bluish head
quaffs down its swift caught dish.
How gurgles the gentle brook
between its grassy banks
girded by trodden path.
How merry the little children,
skipping in joyous play
their voices sound a merry laugh.
How beautiful the Sky Lark
wings towards the sky,
singing his joyful notes.
Cheers the happy children,
some to fish with net and jar,
others to sail their paper boats
A gentle scene a happy scene
when all was peace and joy.
Seen now in minds old age
when once it was a boy.
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Moongalba
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| 24 May 2010 22:12 |
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Having returned again to this most interesting of sites I have been one, I find the sort of poetry that I have been reading a refreshing change from the doom and gloom of unrequited love affairs of young writers. It pleases me to be able to read poems that are from the heart, by folk who are living lives that are full of joy, happiness and at times sadness. I hope that you will accept my humble efforts. I dedicate this poem to all of my Romany friends of bygone years.
A bit of acceptance is with a lot of aggravation.
Through all of our days and
all of our years
Through all of our laughter and all our tears
Through all of our hardships and our fears
Through all folks rudeness and their sneers
Through all friends helping and their cheers
We have come through it all.
The reason our lives have been so fruitful is,
We have learned to put ourselves into neutral.
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Moongalba
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| 24 May 2010 22:22 |
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May I dedicate this poem to all of my past, and hopefully future Romany friends.
A bit of acceptance is worth a lot of aggravation.
Through all of your days and
all of your years
Through all of your laughter and all your tears
Through all of your hardships and your fears
Through all folks rudeness and their sneers
Through all friends helping and their cheers
You have come through it all.
The reason your lives have been so fruitful is,
You have been able to put yourselves into neutral.
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Moongalba
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| 24 May 2010 22:30 |
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I did not think that the original poem had gone through. I therefore decided to change the word "Our" to "Your". The original was for my wife and I, but I felt that it would also be suited to the Romany people.
Robert
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Moongalba
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| 24 May 2010 22:39 |
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Dear Rosi
I do not think that I have read such a touching love poem as "My hero my knight" for a long time. I was so refreshing to read the words of love and devotion that you have for your soul mate. |
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Moongalba
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| 24 May 2010 22:51 |
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Dear Chris
Have just read your poem "Understanding" and it took me back some 75 years, when we had it drummed into us as children that Gypsy's took little children to some dark place in their camp. I do hope that you will post it onto a none gypsy site, for it will be a lesson for us to respect all people.
Robert
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Moongalba
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| 24 May 2010 23:12 |
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Dear Chris
I have already replied to this wonderful poem of yours, but I think I put my reply in the wrong place. Just in case you do not see it I say well done and I hope you will post it on a non Romany site, we could do with a bit of reminding.
Robert
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Moongalba
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| 25 May 2010 21:03 |
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Dear Chris
As a new member to this site, well not new but a returning member, I have enjoyed reading your poetry. I am not of Romany stock but have had a fascination for the Romany way of life ever since I was a kid some 75 years ago. Like you I love poetry and hope that soon someone will take the trouble to read some of my submissions. Thank you for your poetry for it brings back many memories of my childhood when the Romany could be seen every day of the week. It was not uncommon to have them call at my home when we would buy their pegs and wooden flowers.
My respects
Robert
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Chris WS
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| 26 May 2010 02:46 |
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| Hello Robert, thank you for your kind words, and I have taken the time to read your poems,that are from your memory and your heart, the Understanding poem I wrote after I had a little book published, so thank you for reminding me I wrote it ! I have'nt posted here for some time, as I have been posting on the sister forum, and have trouble finding the time for both, thats not to put JF down in anyway though, My Mother used to make pegs in her younger days back in the 1920s, I never learnt how to, but I do love making the wooden flowers you mentioned, you say in your post when you where a kid some 75 years ago, is that right ?
Respect and Kushti Bokt to you,
Chris. |
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thegypsypoet
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| 19 Jul 2010 10:47 |
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| Hi.just visited here n realised you were mentioning the poems i have composed and the kind words from family of Horace,he was a really great guy and is missed so much locally.All the very best,Ray Wills the gypsy poet http://www.thegypsypoet.co.uk |
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ladylinda
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| 18 Feb 2011 12:05 |
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| I'd love to submit some of mine if that's OK.
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Chris WS
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| 10/19/2009 3:57 AM |
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Hello Rosie, yea the text drive's me divi, lol is about as far as I go !! I did a talk last week in a village hall on Romany way, so I wrote a poem to open with.
Understanding.
Why move us on ? what have we done?
The sun,wind and rain belongs to everyone,
There's good and bad in every race I hear them say,
But in ours beds they wont let us lay.
Why cant you see we are just the same,
But we always seem to get the blame,
There's good and bad in us too,
Just the same as there is in you.
No understanding from you,
just fear of what we MIGHT do!
No compassion shows through,
But we have strong feelings too.
Over 500 years ago we came here,
Only to face hatred, torment and fear,
No one's sure just how many were killed,
Along with the Jews the mass graves were filled.
Please stop and think, and try your best,
To question and put me to the test,
So feel free to ask, and clear your mind,
You never know what you might find.
It went well and enjoyed the question and answer time at the end, and I sold a few books too, glad your well, Chris xx. |
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xrosiex
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| 10/19/2009 5:28 AM |
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hello chris
well done mate and thanks for shareing,nice to teach the children that we is just poeple same as them may make it easer for our chavvys when they go to shcool |
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xrosiex
Posts:297
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| 10/19/2009 5:29 AM |
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| btw ya leant the most imprtond text i see cus lol is the best one we all know that lol xxxx |
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| 10/19/2009 5:34 AM |
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| Nice poem ChrisWS and good way of putting it across hope the words hit home!! . |
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Chris WS
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| 10/19/2009 6:24 AM |
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| It was'nt chavvies Rosie, far from it, they were mainley retired fohki. |
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Chris WS
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| 10/19/2009 6:25 AM |
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| Thanks MOD, I thought it may have been a bit strong, but it seemed to go down OK. |
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xrosiex
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| 10/19/2009 9:16 AM |
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| sorry chirs thought ya said school, didnt read ya message proper,i am a dinlow lol but got good reason to be a bit divvy at mo has not to well and have both sherry and aaron boy off school cus they aint well to didnt sleep much last night aaron boy was burning up all night, so ya will have to let me off lol, and well done again xx |
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| 01/19/2010 4:51 AM |
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Sent In By Kilby.
It was early las september nigh to Framlin,ham-on-sea,
An twas fair day come tommorer an the time was after tea,
An i met a painted caravan adown a dusty lane,
A Pharoh with his waggins comin, jolt an creak an strain.
A cheery cove an sunburnt, bold o eye an wrinkled up,
An beside him on the splashboard sat a brindle terrier pup,
An a lurcher wise as solomon an as lean as fiddle strings,
Was a joggin in the dust longside his roundabouts an swings.
Good day says he, good day says i an how dya find things go,
An what the chance o millions when you runs a traverllin show?
I finds said he things very much as how i,ve always found,
For mostly they goes up an down or else goes round an round.
Said he , the jobs the very spit o what it always were,
An its bread an bacon mostly when the dog don,t catch a hare,
But lookin at it broad an while we aint no merchant kings,
What we loses on the roundabouts we mainly pulls back on the swings.
Good luck said he, good luck said i , you,ve put it past a doubt,
An keep that lurcher on the drom, the keeper is about,
He thumped down on the foorboard an he lumbered on again,
To meet a gold-dust sunset down the owl light in the lane.
An the moon she climbed the hazels while a nightjar seemed to spin
An i thought on how that Pharohs words they talked of loss an win,
For up an down an round an round he said goes all appointed things,
An losses on the ronudabouts jus means profits on th,ol swings.
I,m tolt this was written first by a fella called P.R. Chalmers.
-----kilby-----
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xrosiex
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| 03/09/2010 3:57 AM |
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my hero my knight
i dreamed of you forever and now at last you've come.
i'm not sure how my darling, but i know that your the one
you didn't come a charging, you just gently strolled with in,
deep in side me darling, to a place no one has been.
you ask me why i love you and i cant answer why,
all i know is with out you, a part of me would die
i've never felt so happy, has when i'm in your arms,
and to me my darling, you have so many charms.
i love the way you kiss me, and your gently touch.
i don't think no one ever, has made me laugh so much.
the hours seem like seconds, when i'm by your side.
and i couldn't hide my feelings for you, even if i tried.
you really are my hero,my ray of shining light.
you have no silver armour,but still you are my knight.
you save me from the shadows and the lonely night,
now all i want forever, is for you to hold me tight.
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Moongalba
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| 05/24/2010 9:24 PM |
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Please accept this little poem dedicated to all children who loved the English Summer months.
How green The Weeping Willow
whose tresses caress
the gentle brooks flow.
How yellow the King Cup
bright as new churned butter
‘neath Willows weeping bough.
How swift the King Fisher,
dropping like a stone
having spied a little fish.
Then returning to it's perch,
flicks back its bluish head
quaffs down its swift caught dish.
How gurgles the gentle brook
between its grassy banks
girded by trodden path.
How merry the little children,
skipping in joyous play
their voices sound a merry laugh.
How beautiful the Sky Lark
wings towards the sky,
singing his joyful notes.
Cheers the happy children,
some to fish with net and jar,
others to sail their paper boats
A gentle scene a happy scene
when all was peace and joy.
Seen now in minds old age
when once it was a boy.
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Robert Harrison |
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Moongalba
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| 05/24/2010 10:12 PM |
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Having returned again to this most interesting of sites I have been one, I find the sort of poetry that I have been reading a refreshing change from the doom and gloom of unrequited love affairs of young writers. It pleases me to be able to read poems that are from the heart, by folk who are living lives that are full of joy, happiness and at times sadness. I hope that you will accept my humble efforts. I dedicate this poem to all of my Romany friends of bygone years.
A bit of acceptance is with a lot of aggravation.
Through all of our days and
all of our years
Through all of our laughter and all our tears
Through all of our hardships and our fears
Through all folks rudeness and their sneers
Through all friends helping and their cheers
We have come through it all.
The reason our lives have been so fruitful is,
We have learned to put ourselves into neutral.
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Moongalba
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| 05/24/2010 10:22 PM |
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May I dedicate this poem to all of my past, and hopefully future Romany friends.
A bit of acceptance is worth a lot of aggravation.
Through all of your days and
all of your years
Through all of your laughter and all your tears
Through all of your hardships and your fears
Through all folks rudeness and their sneers
Through all friends helping and their cheers
You have come through it all.
The reason your lives have been so fruitful is,
You have been able to put yourselves into neutral.
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Robert Harrison |
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Moongalba
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| 05/24/2010 10:30 PM |
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I did not think that the original poem had gone through. I therefore decided to change the word "Our" to "Your". The original was for my wife and I, but I felt that it would also be suited to the Romany people.
Robert
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Moongalba
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| 05/24/2010 10:39 PM |
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Dear Rosi
I do not think that I have read such a touching love poem as "My hero my knight" for a long time. I was so refreshing to read the words of love and devotion that you have for your soul mate. |
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Robert Harrison |
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Moongalba
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| 05/24/2010 10:51 PM |
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Dear Chris
Have just read your poem "Understanding" and it took me back some 75 years, when we had it drummed into us as children that Gypsy's took little children to some dark place in their camp. I do hope that you will post it onto a none gypsy site, for it will be a lesson for us to respect all people.
Robert
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Moongalba
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| 05/24/2010 11:12 PM |
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Dear Chris
I have already replied to this wonderful poem of yours, but I think I put my reply in the wrong place. Just in case you do not see it I say well done and I hope you will post it on a non Romany site, we could do with a bit of reminding.
Robert
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Moongalba
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| 05/25/2010 9:03 PM |
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Dear Chris
As a new member to this site, well not new but a returning member, I have enjoyed reading your poetry. I am not of Romany stock but have had a fascination for the Romany way of life ever since I was a kid some 75 years ago. Like you I love poetry and hope that soon someone will take the trouble to read some of my submissions. Thank you for your poetry for it brings back many memories of my childhood when the Romany could be seen every day of the week. It was not uncommon to have them call at my home when we would buy their pegs and wooden flowers.
My respects
Robert
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Chris WS
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| 05/26/2010 2:46 AM |
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| Hello Robert, thank you for your kind words, and I have taken the time to read your poems,that are from your memory and your heart, the Understanding poem I wrote after I had a little book published, so thank you for reminding me I wrote it ! I have'nt posted here for some time, as I have been posting on the sister forum, and have trouble finding the time for both, thats not to put JF down in anyway though, My Mother used to make pegs in her younger days back in the 1920s, I never learnt how to, but I do love making the wooden flowers you mentioned, you say in your post when you where a kid some 75 years ago, is that right ?
Respect and Kushti Bokt to you,
Chris. |
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thegypsypoet
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| 07/19/2010 10:47 AM |
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| Hi.just visited here n realised you were mentioning the poems i have composed and the kind words from family of Horace,he was a really great guy and is missed so much locally.All the very best,Ray Wills the gypsy poet http://www.thegypsypoet.co.uk |
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| 02/18/2011 12:05 PM |
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| I'd love to submit some of mine if that's OK.
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