poetry group members. whos who?

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Permalink Reply by Susan Hill on May 1, 2009 at 3:03pm

Hi
Since I was a kid ( a long time ago) I always wanted to be either an actress,artist or writer. I suppose in a sense I am all these things.Sometimes I would get inspiraton at work (in a quiet spell) and write silly rhymes for fun. They would just pop in my head.
When I became a christian I slowly I realised that the LORD was popping powerful poems into my spirit etc.
I did not think anything about it. I wrote them down and stuck them in a drawer.
On listening to Premier radio (FREE PLUG) I would join in the discussions on inspirational breakfast with John Pantry. I found that he/ they liked comments I had written and read them over the air regularly..
I did not reallise that the LORD was preparing me to write many more prophetic poem/parables because of this encouragement.
To cut a long story short I have now published my own books and they have been received quite well. Why no go to www.lulu.com/artpoetrysuehill and take a peak at my books.
By the way as an artist too I was also being prepared to add my artworks to illustrate my books. Gods timing IS AMAZING.
See www.wordsthatrockyoursoul.co.uk too
Regards Susan

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Permalink Reply by peter sheffield on May 2, 2009 at 8:24am

twas a sheep not a lamb that went astray
in the parable jesus told
a grown up sheep, that wondered away
from the nintey and nine in the fold
out on the hillside ,out in the cold
was a sheep the good shepheard sought
and back to the flock safe to the fold
was a sheep the good shepheard brought
and why for the sheep we should earnistly long
earnistly long and pray
because theres a danger if thay go wrong
thay will lead the lambs astray
for the lambs will follow the sheep you know
wherever the sheep may stray
when the sheep go wrong it will not be long
till the lambs are as wrong as thay
and so for the sheep we earnistly plead
for the sake of the lambs today
if the sheep are lost what a terrible cost
some lambs will half to pay

dear diana I posted this poem on a discussion page the other day and Margret suggested that i might like to contribute it to the poetry page ,I hope thats in order, a poem thats relevant to old sheep like me and also to lambs blessings pete

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Permalink Reply by Anne Linington on May 3, 2009 at 2:33pm

Pete I like this very much especially as our service this morning was based around the "I am the good Shepherd" passage from John 10.

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Permalink Reply by Anne Linington on May 3, 2009 at 2:44pm

Hello. The first poem I learnt from memory was "There was a little girl who had a little curl right in the middle of her forehead.." I am sure you know the rest. Our village school in Devon had a headmaster who was always teaching us poetry, and the rhythm of "dirty british coaster with its salt-caked smoke-stack" remains with me.

Iit was only in recent years whilst working at a Special Needs school that I returned to writing poetry, first to share at break-times, then assemblies. One of my pieces "Think Pink, think Lisa"was read at Lisa's funeral where everyone was invited to wear something pink.

I am often inspired by something visual, and more often than not write free-verse, which though not necessarily rhyming conventionally has internal rhythms. My current favourites are "The Plough" and "The Carpenter" and I have a shepherd one rattling around in my brain.

I have recently had some encouragement, finding that my poems are reaching a wider readership and are meaningful to some. I encourage you all to keep writing and casting your bread upon the water.

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Permalink Reply by diana kay on May 6, 2009 at 10:32pm

dont forget to add your profiles her folks so we can get to know a little more about one another.

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Permalink Reply by diana kay on May 7, 2009 at 3:01pm

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hello folks. I was first introduced to poetry at junior school and remember having to learn to recite wordsworths "daffodils" at the age of around 11. Unfortuately that experience has ruined that poem forever as I cannot see it without the monotone recitation getting faster and faster galloping through the fluttering dancing in the breeze!
I came across the writings of Sylvia Plath along with lots of other wonderful books in the senior school library of the boarding school I was at . I was one of those kids given the label "bookworm" and loved to retreat with my nose in a book into other peoples lives. I discovered Michel Quoist and Gerald Manley Hopkins . Going in libraries and bookstores still give me a sense of happiness and contentment! I started writing a little of my own poetry in my early twenties when I was a medical student and in London and had boyfriend who was studying chemistry (and later medicine) at Trinity college Dublin. He introduced me to lots of poetry and wrote poetry for me in long romantic letters and we used to read poetry to one another sitting on Wimbledon common and in parks in Dublin (Yes really). This period in my life coincided with a deeper relationship with God and in particular the Holy spirit so poetry was intimate and personal about my love for God as well as my boyfriend. The rigors of Housejobs and being junior doctors meant we went out separate ways and I did not write any more poetry for 25years! Busy being a doctor,GP wife and mum to two girls meant my creativity was directed elsewhere!
But in March 2008 my life changed again when my oldest daughter(pictured above with me on her first birthday) died suddenly aged just 17. All I had built up was shaken up and shattered into pieces "went to pieces" is a apt description and described in one of my poems titled lying in the dust as "lying in the dust with the shattered peices of my life all around me, but one of the most precious pieces missing)
wanted to find a poem about rainbows to read at her funeral but none of the ones were right so I wrote my own.a poem for catherine This was the beginning of something new and I began to use poetry again to express my feelings of grief anger and confusion in poetry(some of these are in the thread Sad poems, poems about loss).
By September 2008 I had written 3 poems and was feeling quite lonely. I used to belong to an on line community related to my daughter illness but no longer wanted to be there where parents were still living with the day to day struggles of ill children,so I heard Premier community advertised and joined in September 2008. As there was no poetry group I thought I would start one. Since setting this group up I have begun to write some rhyming poems and different styles and genres . I either write through "poetic inspiration" or from a subject/idea suggested by others.
Being part of this supportive creative and growing group has been very theraputic for me. Thank you everyone!

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Permalink Reply by GARFIELD (da kats wiskers] on May 11, 2009 at 7:41pm

WELL Im Me ofcourse !

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Permalink Reply by Catherine on May 15, 2009 at 11:52am

Hi
I am new to writting poetry only started a few months ago. I don't read it much apart from on here. I do like them to rhym though. I have put a few into a booklet and given them to a few friends who seem to enjoy them, good idea for Christmas presents! The words just come to me and I have to write them down before I loose them, I can't always choose the theme either and like many poems they start off one way and end another. I live in Scotland and have three grown up children, one granddaughter and another grandchild on the way, keeps one young so they say.
See you
Catherine

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Permalink Reply by Chaz on May 18, 2009 at 11:27pm

Well, here I am, to bare my poetic soul ;o)

I grew up in a City with 2 cathedrals (and managed to sing in both of them one weekend last year) and now live in a City with 2 Universities, where I work in one and study at the other - kind of a foot in both campuses. As you will see, if you look at my profile, I'm 100 years old, give or take a few........

Anyhow, my mother loved to write poetry and make up songs on the spur of the moment. By the time I was 7 or 8, rather than bedtime stories, she'd make up 3 lines of a poem and I'd make up the last one to rhyme (or the other way round, I'd make up the first 3, etc) So I wrote my first 'proper' poem when I was about 8 years old: it was called Moonlight Bay and ended (please don't cringe too much) "I know I'll be happy and gay, When I get to Moonlight Bay" (aaarrrggghhhhh dire!!!!!) By the grace of God, I've managed the 'happy' option, especially over the last 11 years, oddly, since my mum died, when I returned to the faith of my childhood and teenage years.

Since then, I've also rediscovered my love of writing - poems, songs, stories, spoof articles to make people giggle - in fact, anything which pops into my head. A bit like this really ;o) Problem I have is that creative writing doesn't really sit too well with the scientific babble I have to produce for my degree so I have to park it in favour of a more structured form. God understands, though :o)

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Permalink Reply by Chaz on May 19, 2009 at 3:09pm

Oops! I've been castigated by a chum for saying I'm 100 years old when I'm clearly not. Sorry ! :o(

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Permalink Reply by Janice Moorcroft on May 25, 2009 at 4:04pm

Hi I'm Janice, I'm 46, married and a mum of 3. I've struggled with anxiety and depression issues since my late teens and writing poety and some prose has come out of that. Here's a poem I wrote a few years ago, we were going through a book in our house group based on Jesus walking on the water at the time!

water walking(based on Matt 14:22-32)

Some days are hard Lord,

Some days the negative whisper

becomes a discordant anthem,

The calm waves, a storm



And I look longingly

back at the boat

and down

at the ferocious waves



I'm there treading water Lord.

trying to reach

the boat

Overwhelmed by the waves.



And You stand on the water

Smiling

Reaching out Your hand

Ready to lift me up.



And I stand in Your strength

The anthem becomes a song of praise!

the waves, insignificant

And I walk into Your embrace.

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Permalink Reply by diana kay on May 29, 2009 at 9:08am

please add your profile here poetry members if you have not yet done so. :-)

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