Tuesday, 25 September 2012

Golden Mile

many a year has passed

since I walked that golden mile

but bright lights were a flickering

and besides I needed the smile


must remember to pack my woolies

as it can chill the bones alright

down at the northern pier

that wind can gather some might



I decided for my journey

I'd hop onto a tram

remembering how my poor feet blistered

I know I'm such a ham






but when those bright lights beamed

illuminations galore

my smiles went out in streams

and I wanted more and more


I stayed beyond the midnight close

before I climbed the tower

had a dance on the ballroom floor

wurlitzered round the hour


safely tucked into my B & B

my energies are dead

until my full English breakfast

with marmalade and spread ;)

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    1. yep but always chilly winds :)

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    2. but mine was a journey of the mind - snug and warm - xx

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  2. Blackpool? Looks lovely. Never went there but have seen it on TV many a time.
    Years since I had a full English breakfast.
    Your poem made me smile :)

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    1. it is a great spectacle to see - dazzling -
      'full English' yes delicious the full works but can't have too many :) - Lib

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  3. nice....have not been, but...i love me some NYC...and i def walked there until my feet bled...i gt lost in a good way in these places and just dont think about it until i stop...smiles.

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    1. now that's a place I'd love to go - catch me in one of those diners and Times Square and Macys and ice skating and central park and Empire State Building and and Oh!! everywhere in NYC xxx Lib

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  4. It's great to return to those fondly remembered places and to the memories. Nice.

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    1. thanks so much Joanne - great place - Lib

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  5. I will have the pleasure of forming new memories, like the one you describe here, in a few months when I travel abroad. Wandering in new places always brings me a huge smile. Great poem. :)

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    1. ohhh that sounds brilliant - is it UK you're coming - feel your excitement :) have a wonderful time Rachel xx Lib

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  6. Places are such fun to go and get lost to see what you can see, that is as long as no one tries to shoot me haha only place I ever been is NYC, grand time.

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    1. lucky you Pat - wish I could journey there to NYC - on my bucket list for sure - cousin went for New Year -

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  7. Quite a night and wonderful breakfast there ~

    Happy day to you ~

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    1. thankyou Grace - have a lovely day also x Lib

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  8. Nice, Lib...the breakfast sounds good :)

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    1. well they usually are in those B & B's famous for 'em - but don't care for those greasy spoon cafes their brekkies are urghh - thanks Ayala

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  9. I really enjoyed the combination of verse and image Lib! There was a feeling of motion that encompassed me as I traversed your words! Nicely crafted and nicely done! Roger ☺

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    1. thanks Roger really pleased you enjoyed the bright lights xx lib

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  10. nice..it def. can get chilly in england but then a good english breakfast makes up for it...fascinating city...

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    1. :)) and pretty wet too :)) but yep a good old fry up :) does the trick xx Lib

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  11. really nice. Love the little asides your put in here. The being a ham and the final parenthetical, really strong…really must be in a parenthetical mood tonight, as I find myself drawn to them in the various poems I read tonight…quite good, bringing the reader in closer, on a personal, conversational level….really strong. Great illustration of the evening. Thanks

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    1. thanks so much Fred - I appreciate that xx Lib

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  12. Wish I were there with you, girlfriend. We'd giggle into the night...our laughter adding to the bright lights...and O, that marvelous brekkie! I like the picture this poem poses in my fun-seeking brain :))

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    1. Ohhh I'd LOVE IT!!!! imagine it - feels bright just thinking about it Jacquie xxxxx Lib

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    2. woot - woot xxxx :)) hugs ya

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  13. A wonderful reverie. Much enjoyed this!

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  14. On my "grand tour" of the UK, I was warned not to go "on my own" to Blackpool or Liverpool (where I thought I should perambulate); but I took folks advice. I doubt those cities are any "dodgier" than others. I found nothing but kindness and graciousness everywhere I traveled. I had an odd landlady in York, and several in the far West of Ireland but I suppose one expects oddness and cool suspicion of Americans in some places. Loved the poem. I like the warm feel of your being tucked in on your trip. Charming poem.

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    1. sadly Gay think you were as well, particularly being on your own but the people of Liverpool are very friendly and warm hearted on the whole and only too willing to help. Known for their quirky sense of humor :)But you chose wonderful places to visit I love York and the shambles but not been to Ireland, lots of lovely places there. - xxxxxxx much love and hugs Lib

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  15. Nice adventure. I really like the ring of "wurlitzered round the hour".

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  16. There was a lot in this that reminded me of San Francisco' Pier 39 where there's much to do and definitely cold. (An aside, Google is making it so hard. I'm on my 4th attempt)

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    1. thanks so much - think I've heard of San Francisco old fun fair machines - would love to visit - xx lib

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  17. I just realized that I need a vacation. I had so much fun reading your poem. Thank you.

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  18. Loved this piece--and it does make me feel like a vacation! Beautifully written as well!

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