Name: Glenn Bagshaw's Third Helping
Duration: 4 min 13 s
Channel: Glenn Bagshaw/Andrew Foyston
Description: "Glenn Bagshaw's Third Helping" is a song by Born Poets. Three more of Glenn Bagshaw's poems recited by Dawn Sinclair. Accompanying music: Remember The Night composed and performed by the incomparable Andrew Foyston (grateful thanks Andy)

Glenn Bagshaw's Third Helping

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Three more of Glenn Bagshaw's poems recited by Dawn Sinclair. Accompanying music: Remember The Night composed and performed by the incomparable Andrew Foyston (grateful thanks Andy)

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Born Poets

Born Poets is a poetry forum with emphasis on respectful but thorough critique. Until now, we were limited to the written word but it was decided that it would be both helpful and entertaining if we could also hear each other's poems as well as reading them, so we have set up this page for our members who wish to have their poems heard as well as read. It's not impossible that some of the poems will be accompanied by music too, as many of aour mmembers are also musicians. If you like what you hear on this site and want to find out more, please feel free to visit our forum at http://bornpoets.proboards23.com/ If you're a poet yourself and would like to share your works with us and maybe have your poem featured on this page, please feel free to joins us, we always welcome new members. But please bear in mind, this is a critique based forum and whilst our critiques are always friendly, respectful and thoughtful, it's not the place for you if you don't want critique on your poems. But we're a friendly, if slightly mad, bunch and there's always room for one more!

Song Info

Genre

Podcasts • Poetry

Charts

Peak #56

Peak in subgenre #14

Author

Glenn Bagshaw/Andrew Foyston

Rights

Glenn Bagshaw/Andrew Foyston

Uploaded

May 03, 2007

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MP3 3.9 MB • 128 kbps • 4:13

Story behind the song

2 slices of serious poetry with a light filler as third.

Lyrics

9.

STILL IN THE PICTURE

Some often wonder, what's the hidden past? 
As when a guest will view a friend's new room, 
and here a photo: one has stood steadfast 
but next to him a moon of space in bloom 
in lieu of paper flower cut away- 
that sheared, now taken face-but it's still there! 
The gap so torn remains, for equal share 
to each who stood. The whole of facts must stay. 
The point remains in everything that's viewed.
The old had mothers (damn, still dear! still dear!) . 
Mice need cats; institutions- the subdued. 
The Marxists without Marx are more unclear. 
The truth's so social. Single terms have lied 
and widened ragged holes that we're beside. 

10. 

The Paradox of Mr. Chips

Dejected-he'd fell trees enough to form a town; 
thus the chips were flying when the chips were down. 


11.

TIME -- THE JERK!

The noose that's smoothed by living years of wear
will see us choked and speechless, hemped in mime, 
Some thugs of Time will trash us, dumped on dare; 
Some lane will hide our murdered mortal prime. 
So we may plea, cry loud some desperate vow, 
profess we'll never turn the culprits in; 
but Time shuns care, mad-wild to prey on now; 
then laughs out loud as dying waits within....
But when we're old, so old we just can't care, 
Time then seems kind and sleeves the dial of crime; 
He jokes! His gags just kill us, we declare; 
but words, all words seem elegies in rhyme.
Time springs for tea and thick jam of reprieve, 
mugs weak regret- but nudges us to leave.

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