Rewind and Renew

Now Stuart's gone what are we to do,

We have to pull together and get a new crew.

Bye bye Didsey you deserved alot more,

Before disappearing out the contract door.

Alex goes a floundering off to 'Pompey'

Good deal or bad, what would you say.

In comes Martin our new Head Coach,

A difficult job, how will he approach.

Followed by Andy the new number two,

Fresh from the England camp with plenty to do.

New additions trickle into the squad,

One a loanee, the rest not costing a Wad.

In this division there's nowhere to hide,

Play hard with quality to keep the pride.

The season beckons and in August we start,

Fans feelings ramping skyward, falling apart.

Like Thespians of old on opening night,

Remember your lines, don't give us a fright.

"WE" are all one Team at the end of the day,

Proud of Notts County, what more can we say.

This is brilliant, Michael. You've done an excellent job putting this together.

Full credit to you for writing it so well.

Well done, great work.

But why Pompey, couldn;t you find owt' to ryme with Posh?

Once again, a great poem

Love it, well done @Michael D Pie. 👏

Love the poem @Michael D Pie. Well done mate.

Excellent poem, well-written and insightful as to how most fans might be thinking. The gaffer will be happy; he's a poet, too.

Well done, and thanks for sharing it, Michael!

Nicely written, Michael. Thanks for sharing your poem, it’s great to read something about Notts for a change.

Nice poem, Michael. I have to write poems sometimes in English, and I find it really hard. That’s why I think it’s great when someone else does it well. You’ve done a good job.

The weekly offer.

CLOUDED VISION

Is that a chicken strutting before me,
Having a ball within the palm tree.

A goat appears looking quite sublime,
On a tall peak, no reason or rhyme.

Look at the dolphin exquisite and smooth,
Adorning the frame, well on the move.

Clearly into view, and flying so high,
A rocket appears way up in the sky.

Next we have a canine surprise,
Jumping and twirling no compromise.

Mare and foal come clearly into view,
What a wonderful pair are these two.

Outlines once so vivid and clear, Look away and they dissappear.

The only thing is, what clouds reveal,
Unfortunately for us are not real.

What a brilliant piece!

It captures the whirlwind of changes with real heart and humour. From Maynard and Didzy moving on to fresh faces like Paterson and Kelly stepping in, you’ve painted the scene perfectly. That final reminder, “we” are all one team, really brings it home. No matter the upheaval, we’re Notts through and through.

I believe the original was written 12 years ago; I made a better slider for the video. I always hoped to get various people around Notts, such as Colin Slater and so on, to speak parts. That dream never really worked out, and I was promised it would be played before a game via the audio system in the ground. It's probably a good thing that never happened, either.

@Michael D Pie.: It's great to see another poet in our ranks; the first site I created was about poetry and art. I used to enjoy writing song lyrics when I was 14–16; I was never the best, but it helped me improve my poetry.

Awesome, Made the hairs on my neck stand to attention. Stirs emotions up from the heart and makes one proud to be a Notts fan.

A poetry jam could be something fun for PON to explore. It would be great to see members sharing their own poems and joining in. Is there anyone else who enjoys writing poetry? It doesn’t matter if you’re new to it or have experience, it’s always worth giving it a go.

The three poems in this topic are brilliant. They’re written really well, and each one brings something different to the table.

brilliant poems @Michael D Pie.. 👏🏻👏🏻

@Chris ask fans to record parts and put it together like you once tried, i am sure people can record good enough audio on their smartphones now.

Today's Feast.

Forever True.

Sequential signs of effervescence,
A perfect indication of your presence.

Invisible tentacles spreading the world over,
Caressing hearts, Keeping all sober.

Influencing moods of mindful people,
Joyous feelings, high as a steeple.

Roaming this globe, not always found,
Like the mists of time hugging the ground.

Enveloping the lands in which we live,
Families and friends, they freely give.

Something that's positive and precious too,
Providing a platform in all we do.

Readily given by all who partake,
At times work is needed, make no mistake.

There is one thing that you can guarantee,
Delivery of hope and kindness for us to see.

This will eventually lead to the promise land,
Somewhere we can go, hand in hand.

It doesn't just cascade down from above,
That wonderful treasure we all call LOVE.

Does anyone else write poetry? Let's continue to share and have some fun. 😁

Another outstanding poem, Michael! It leads well to the ending.

Sadly I can’t write poetry but I will enjoy any offerings on here, @Michael D Pie. that is an excellent poem, I was left wondering until the end.

Meadow View.

An eruption of earth, the first today,
He's coordinating his GPS to show the way.

Mr Mole it is checking out his territory,
Snout a twitching with absolute severity.

Now he has risen to find his mark,
All good here, back down to the dark.

Sparrowhawk uses corridors of air,
Allowing silent approach, nothing aware.

Hanging in the air like a child's kite,
Looking for prey with keen eyesight.

Lock on to the target, Ready to go,
Wings back, legs tucked just like an arrow.

Faster and faster, and not a sound,
Talons released as it reaches the ground.

Swift and accurate, the prey to take,
Food for little one's, not yet awake.

Horses munch on sweet new grass,
No idea of time, allowing it to pass.

Some on all fours, some laying down,
Taking in fodder without a frown.

Singing birds, a cacophony of sound,
Coming from everywhere, all around.

Nature's orchestra tuning up for the day,
Giving a wonderful feeling, one must say.

What a privilege to hear, smell and see,
Wonders that are there for you and me.

Today's Gift.

TIME.

It came to fruition around 1500 BC,
To indicate daytime as we will see.

Measuring the length of daylight hours,
An Egyptian invention needing no power.

A method not changed for many a while,
Of course you guessed, it's the sundial.

Then a long wait for a 14th century chime,
The first mechanical clock, invented this time.

Move along now to century fifteen,
When the watch itself was first to be seen.

Improvements made from year to year,
Seconds, minutes and hours, all very clear.

This is a concept, a simple illusion,
Made up of human memories without confusion.

Time is the progression of events we see,
From past, present and future to you and me.

It cannot be touched, seen or tasted,
So make the most, ensure its not wasted.

If there's no time, there's no progression,
Nothing could have started, in any fashion.

A precious resource from way back,
Use it well and you're on the right track.