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    From the latest Listener.

    2011 the several joys of an earthquake. by Christchurch Poet Jeffrey Paparoa Holman.

    to have the egg of my ego
    smashed
    to feel the couch of comfort
    buckle
    to know the world’s not at
    my feet
    to find my upside upside
    down
    to know there are real lives
    next door
    to cower when the elements
    roar
    to have the unbilical sac
    of materiality answered back.

    Dr.Livingstone
    Peoples Republic Of Christchurch

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    OZYMANDIAS by PERCY BYSSHE SHELLEY.

    I met a traveller from an antique land
    Who said; Two vast and trunkless legs of stone
    Stand in the desrt.Near them on the sand,
    Half sunk,a shatter’d visage lies,whose frown
    And wrinkled lip and sneer of cold command
    Tell that its sculptor well those passions read
    Which yet survive,stamp’d on these lifeless things
    The hand that mock’d them and the heart that fed;
    And on the pedstal these words appear;
    My name is Ozymandias,king of kings;
    Look on my works,ye Mighty and despair!
    Nothing beside remains.Round the decay
    Of that colossal wreck’boundless and bare’
    The lone and level sands stretch far away.

    Dr.Livingstone
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    Friends across the World by Cecily Haywood aged eight.

    I’m writing out this poem
    To show just how I feel
    To all the poorest people
    Who can’t eat a proper meal

    I feel so very sorry
    When I think about you
    I know if it were me
    I would hate it too.

    For homes a loving shelter
    Away from all your fear
    Because you know that all your
    Friends and family arenear

    So try to keep your hopes up
    When you are feeling down
    Because you know that friends like me
    Will love you all year round.

    Dr.Livingstone
    Peoples Republic Of Christchurch

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    Moving in Hindsight by Lorna Staveley Anker My late.friend and Christchurch Poet.

    If this red bus travelled backwards
    would the ferry road finish
    where it was born,
    in that bland estuary
    whose amniotic waters hold twin rivers
    sharing old sea routes to the city?

    If you were gliding contrariwise
    would waiting car yards now
    pennant-decked
    look as desolate?
    Leached cherry-blossoms show
    pinker,perkier faces?

    That tired brick unit for sale
    by an agent,name of Paradise,
    might even dapple its sombre shadow,
    sunburnt boy draped over
    dead white pickets
    would show peach-tinted limbs

    To add interest
    written notices
    when read in reverse could assume
    rare meanings Lewis Carroll
    would board the bus where the
    drawbridge used to be……
    weave magic stories about positive ions,
    what happened to Alice,during a,
    nor-wester,and why Walter de la Mare
    enamelled the moon for us. glissando.

    Dr.Livingstone
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    The name of the place by Kevin Ireland.

    The House of Parliament
    yet they call it the Beehive.

    Names tell us so much
    about the givers of names.

    Nothing could better signify
    our press our officials,

    and the senators
    than the way they took to it

    Sometimes I lie here
    on my island retreat
    and fancy I catch the stink
    of them A thin

    diabetic scent of honey,
    And remember golden smiles

    dancing signals
    buzz,buzz,

    the viscid dribble of their praise
    Yet the name of the place

    always owed less to its product
    than the fear of my sting.

    Dr.Livingstone
    Peoples Republic Of Christchurch

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    Mehitabels Song by Don Marquis

    there’s a dance or two
    in the old dame yet
    believe me you
    there’s a dance or two
    before i’m through
    you get me pet
    there’s a dance or two
    in the old dame yet.

    life’s too dam funny
    for me to explain
    it’s kick or money
    life’s too dam funny
    its one day sunny
    the next day rain
    life’s too dam funny
    for me to explain

    but toujours gai
    is my motto kid
    the devil’s to pay
    but toujours gai
    and once in a way
    let’s lift the lid
    but toujours gai
    is my motto kid.

    thank god i’m a lady
    and class will tell
    you hear me sadie
    thank god i’m a lady
    my past is shady
    but wotthehell
    thank god i’m a lady
    and class will tell.:D

    Dr.Livingstone
    Peoples Republic Of Christchurch

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    The Master Speed by Robert Frost.

    No speed of wind or water rushing by
    But you have speed far greater.You can climb
    Back up a stream of radiance to the sky.
    And back through history up the stream of time
    And you were given this swiftness,not for haste
    Nor chiefly that you may go where you will,
    But in the rush of everything to waste,
    That you may have the power of standing still—
    Off any still or moving thing you say
    Two such as you with such a master speed
    Cannot be parted nor be swept away
    From one another once you are agreed
    That life is only life forevermore
    Together wing to wing and oar to oar.

    Dr.Livingstone
    Peoples Republic Of Christchurch

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    When all the world is young lad, And all the trees are green. And every goose a swan lad, And every lass a queen. Then hay for boots and horse lad, And around the world away. Young blood must have it’s course lad, And every dog his day. When all the world is old lad, And all the trees are brown. And all the sport is stale lad, And all the wheels run down. Creep home and take your place there, The spent and maimed among. And grant you find one face there, You loved when all was young.
    Charles Kingsley, from the waterbabies

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    anubis, Thats a lovely one.I’ll have to look for other Kingsley ones.

    Dr.Livingstone
    Peoples Republic Of Christchurch

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    yes it holds special meaning for me

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