Good luck with the fiddling and the drumming. You must be a beat poet,

BW

Colin


----- Original Message -----
From: "Sally James" <[log in to unmask]>
To: <[log in to unmask]>
Sent: Thursday, December 23, 2004 9:15 PM
Subject: Re: Green Christmas/Sally J


> Thanks Colin will fiddle with this poem some more. It's strange you should
> say drum along cos I am learning to play the West African drum at the
> moment. I have tried to sing and drum at the same time but it is dificult.
> I
> don't know. What we writers get up to in our spare time! bw Sally J
>
>>From: Colin dewar <[log in to unmask]>
>>Reply-To: The Pennine Poetry Works <[log in to unmask]>
>>To: [log in to unmask]
>>Subject: Re: Green Christmas/Sally J
>>Date: Thu, 23 Dec 2004 12:06:47 -0000
>>
>>Well done. As someone once said, all poetry is inherently green - so few
>>resources used from the writing to the reading. Less presents, more poetry
>>please. I agree with Artur that odd little bits could be adjusted to help
>>it
>>drum along smoothly -? as a song.
>>
>>Colin
>>
>>
>>----- Original Message -----
>>From: "Sally James" <[log in to unmask]>
>>To: <[log in to unmask]>
>>Sent: Wednesday, December 22, 2004 2:08 PM
>>Subject: Green Christmas
>>
>>
>>Green Christmas
>>
>>I'm dreaming of a green Christmas
>>just like the ones I used to know
>>when there wasn't packing
>>or any wrapping
>>and real firelight used to glow.
>>
>>I'm dreaming of a green Christmas
>>with every card I never write
>>when there wasn't litter
>>only stars to glitter
>>to brighten up the winter night.
>>
>>I'm dreaming of a green Christmas
>>when love was all we need to know
>>when there was joy and laughter
>>happy ever after
>>and all our thoughts were pure as snow.
>>
>>I'm dreaming of a green Christmas
>>when the only bauble was the moon
>>now our tear drops glisten
>>as we strain to listen
>>to earth's rythmns played in tune.
>>
>>So may your days be many and green
>>and may no more plastic bags be seen.
>>
>>sally james