Unofficial Christ's Hospital Forum

It is not done at Housie to flirt
So no poems may dish out the dirt
On those who had fun
in the Tube with a nun
Or explored what was under her shirt.

(I have information that this one is indeed relevant to CH!)

PS Dedicated to Emma Jane

White sails against a blue summer sky
Autumn tints and falling leaves
Daffodils and snowdrops light the hedge
Spring rising through an autumn evening chill.
The soft caress of November by the sea.

Sorry Helen. I realise this has little or no relevance to CH but it wanted to happen here, so I let it.

THE TRUTH CONCERNING THE REAL IDENTITY OF FATHER PLUM

You must agree it’s rather rum
For Sailorman and Father Plum
To meet beneath a Brangwyn wall,
No likelihood, no none at all.

But after Herald Angels sang,
And Bawtree playing Messiaen,
Such happening did happen thus
And brought together two of us

Who on this forum sometimes pen
A Housey jot or trifle, when
Nostalgia, wit or clerihew
Provokes response from Blue to Blue.

And Father Plum to Sailorman
Did speak of travel longer than
Most of the carollers within
Endured to hear the angels sing.

So Sailorman from distant land
Before he went to hear the band
In Theatre (where they did play),
Asked Father Plum how he could say

So boldly, he from Kernow was
Whom never met before, because
A naturally enquiring mind
Will always seek the truth and find

Whatever answers there may be.
And thus beneath the balcony,
By Southern’s throne the truth did come.
The master there was Father Plum!

I see that Emma Jane is back
Her presence here we sorely lack
Especially her recitations
Which gave JR such palpitations.

A lady Old Blue (who's no fool)
Said rhyming here was the rule,
But then on this forum
She insists on decorum
And relevance here to the school.

And now she has sunk without trace
Offended by lack of good taste
In those such as I
Whose rhyme goes awry
And whose couplets are penned in great haste

But now we would like you back
Dear Helen; make good what we lack
In poetic zeal
About Maine, Lamb or Peele
And urge us to stay on the track.

I wonder if only Old Blues
Should be the ones who should peruse
The stuff on this site
For others who might
Show an interest might substance abuse.

Following popular request, and some compelling arguments from a number of people, I have decided to reinstate this topic for the timebeing.

Helen:- Happy to hear argument against if needed, and also you should feel perfectly entitled to remove your own individual content should you so wish (shout if it isn't clear how to do this), or if you have any concerns over content of others I'll also be happy to have a look.

Apologies to those who've been upset - I'm glad there's so much passion about the content on here, and also that some of the content has been included in the Old Blue magazine.

J

Hurrah for our great moderator
He's resurrected one of the greater
Threads on this forum.
With care and decorum
We shall all reap the benefit later.

Spoken very, very quietly ..... sshhhh! ...


Now a word in your ear Julian T
On this thread you must rhyme don't you see
We forgive you this once
For you are no dunce
But from now on in verse let it be.

There are some
When Birthdays come
Will beat their drum
But Father Plum
Aint one of 'em. (um??)

Happy Birthday, Mr Howard

What an incredibly rich poetry tradition there is among Old Blues: Charles Lamb, Samuel Taylor Coleridge, Leigh Hunt, Edmund Blunden, Keith Douglas, David Eastburn - need I go on!?

....Attila the Stockbroker.

Not as good as DavebytheSea, though!

I backed out and archived this thread
because I thought interest was dead
And I was just seen
As too prudish and mean
So I'd rather do something instead.

But if there's desire after all
To have a place where we can call
On creative expression
And give some impression
Of C H events, have a ball.

And if other poetic forms - and I stress forms - not free style rubbish -are our thing, we can expand the scope of structures beyond the limerick.
If you want freestyle expression with aims of a more social nature, then I would really like it if you would start your own thread on those lines.

I can't hope to compete...