tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7702442.post6594324234244067754..comments2008-03-30T22:07:33.394+01:00Comments on Searching For Blue Sea Glass: Newcastle SerenadeRoger Stevensnoreply@blogger.comBlogger6125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7702442.post-63780098406271591962008-03-30T22:07:00.000+01:002008-03-30T22:07:00.000+01:00The buskers on the traincan be quite a painwhen y...The buskers on the train<BR/>can be quite a pain<BR/>when you are thinking<BR/>of missing the plane<BR/>And all that luggage<BR/>piling up at Terminal Five<BR/><BR/><BR/>Will you arrive?<BR/>On time to find<BR/>Its all gone pear shaped<BR/>Or maybe BA will grind<BR/>All your valuables<BR/>Into a fine mush<BR/>Oh, do hush!wastedpapiershttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06833050707322694789noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7702442.post-37592475829706832002008-03-29T09:51:00.000Z2008-03-29T09:51:00.000ZI couldn't agree more.I couldn't agree more.Roger Stevenshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08393920954647379508noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7702442.post-66078623352000563352008-03-28T20:46:00.000Z2008-03-28T20:46:00.000ZNice idea. Although those buskers on the train to ...Nice idea. Although those buskers on the train to Heathrow can be a bit of a pain when you are worried about missing your plane and you are suffering from pre-flight nerves, the last thing you want is a bad Bob Dylan impersonator shaking his hat in your face!wastedpapiershttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06833050707322694789noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7702442.post-71849468844247970382008-03-28T16:29:00.000Z2008-03-28T16:29:00.000ZYes. I was travelling to Newcastle and I heard mus...Yes. I was travelling to Newcastle and I heard music and there were three musicians squeezed into the overhead luggage racks. Of course in the poem I pretend its a five-piece but that's called poetic licence and you're allowed to do that sort of thing if you're a poet. Of course there wasn't an actual drum kit either. I made the bit up about it being a dedicated quiet carriage, too. That was actually at the other end of the train.Roger Stevenshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08393920954647379508noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7702442.post-74727240445769449462008-03-28T09:31:00.000Z2008-03-28T09:31:00.000ZNice choice. I like the fact that it doesnt even ...Nice choice. I like the fact that it doesnt even seem to rhyme in the conventional sense but the words flow somehow and it has a beginning a middle and end.<BR/>Is it based on a real incident?wastedpapiershttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06833050707322694789noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7702442.post-26536212786746313692008-03-27T18:06:00.000Z2008-03-27T18:06:00.000ZI'm finally getting my new book of grown-up poems ...I'm finally getting my new book of grown-up poems together. I've whittled it down from around 120 to 40. This one's probably going in.Roger Stevenshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08393920954647379508noreply@blogger.com