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Poem 162 of 230, WalkaboutsVerse (please see my blog): TEES TO TYNE: FIRST IMPRESSIONS - SUMMER 2001
Where traditions are not so rare; Sea, country and works scent the air; A multitude of monuments, Planted tubs and patterned pavements.
The longish pedestrian malls; The remnants of defensive walls; Historic buildings are a gauge Of the respect for heritage.
Wheat, rape and pines in the fields; Estuaries guarded by shields; Long sandy beaches and wide scenes; Romantic-ruin go-betweens.
Rivers in parts licked by trees, Or fringed by boat clubs, wharfs, gantries, And crossed by practical delights - Varied spans, forming pleasing sights.
Fine churches headed at Durham; Football kits ad infinitum; Kept castles - one for study; Masonry behind masonry.
And, with moulding-works out that way, It’s somewhere for a longer stay..?
After you've finished here, you may like to hear this poem sung on myspace...
Poem 2 of 230, WalkaboutsVerse (please see my blog): WALKABOUT WITH MY PEN
Once drove an old sedan, up north, From a place in Sydney to Cairns; Then to Kuranda I went forth, By train, to look without set plans.
I browsed through the trendy market, With fresh fruits of tropical kind; Walked to the creek through lush thicket - Nature’s hand giving peace of mind.
I dined in a scenic cafe; Then, outside, as I wrote for yen, Some passing Kooris called-out: “Hey, You go walkabout with your pen.”
Request or question, I don’t know - Assured voices, elderly men. That’s now several years ago, And I’ve seen the world - with my pen.
Once drove an old sedan, up north, From a place in Sydney to Cairns; Then to Kuranda I went forth, By train, to look without set plans.
I browsed through the trendy market, With fresh fruits of tropical kind; Walked to the creek through lush thicket - Nature’s hand giving peace of mind.
I dined in a scenic cafe; Then, outside, as I wrote for yen, Some passing Kooris called-out: “Hey, You go walkabout with your pen.”
Request or question, I don’t know - Assured voices, elderly men. That’s now several years ago, And I’ve seen the world - with my pen.
Every Christmas season, I find myself wondering, what kind of a kid was Jesus? I mean, after he got himself out of the manger? We shot this video in 1992 with my daughter Willow. It's won some awards and is used in churches, temples & Sunday school classes. It addresses homelessness and caring for each other on this planet. It's called WHEN JESUS WAS A KID. Feel free to pass this on to friends and family. Happy, merry, warm and loving holidays to you and your loved ones. Bye for now - Peter Alsop
Happy Halloween!!
We're all on this planet together
doin' the best we can.
Here's COSTUME PARTY - to celebrate that!
Enjoy! Sing along!
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Bye for now - Peter Alsop
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Where traditions are not so rare; Sea, country and works scent the air; A multitude of monuments, Planted tubs and patterned pavements.
The longish pedestrian malls; The remnants of defensive walls; "Broken-roofed buildings" are a gauge Of the respect for heritage.
Wheat, rape and pines in the fields; Estuaries guarded by shields; Long sandy beaches and wide scenes; Romantic-ruin go-betweens.
Rivers in parts licked by trees, Or fringed by boat clubs, wharfs, gantries, And crossed by practical delights - Varied spans, forming pleasing sights.
Fine churches headed at Durham; Football kits ad infinitum; Kept castles - one for study; Masonry behind masonry.
And, with moulding-works out that way, It’s somewhere for a longer stay..?
Your music has been such an inspiration to me over the years. I remember back in the 60's, I was at Jordan Marsh in Boston. I purchased two of your albums that day. One with Tom Paley and the other on Prestige International with songs like 'Pretty Saro', 'My Home's accross the smokey mountains' and others. When I got home and listened to them, I was hooked on you and your music. I have purchased many records since and love them all.
I am now in my 27th year on the radio here in Brockton Massachusetts and I love playing your music for my listeners. Keep up the great work.
thank you very much for the add, and one story : few years ago I was awake at night, and I switched on the radio to 'Deutschlandfunk', an international great German radiostation that broadcasts all kinds of 'difficult' music from ANY style, underground to classical... and it was the chants for women, composed by your mother ! I didn't know what it was, so I had to dig for it the day after on internet, and I found out. offcourse NO release still available anywhere, so someone I knew who's deep into music found it and gave it to me. IT STILL BLOWS ME AWAY each time I listen to it. amazingly great great great music. so, this is how that music became in my all time top of favourites... Amazing to find out that your family is very musical, and that even my father (born 1947) listened to other members of your family's compositions and tracks, even if they were performed by others. I also like what you do AND the message you bring !
Just wanted to show some respect here ! Greetings from Belgium, Europe, Patrick S. aka hypnoskull
and thanks very much for adding our band to your friends, it's a real honour.
I can remember when you and Ewan played at the Barley Mow Folk Club in Sheffield in the 60s. I'd just become interested in folk music and was enthralled listening to you both. So glad that you're still touring and singing all these great songs.
Good health and best wishes. Jenny Toein' in the Dark
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