Thanks, Max. There is bit of poetic licence taken, thankfully. Friend in
Newstead just had a little more than licence taken from him in the nether
regions.
Bill
On Thursday, 3 March 2016, Max Richards <[log in to unmask]> wrote:
> Right now, Bill, I’m thinking the envoi is fine.
>
> Mind you, we could work through the consultation history,
> if it was anything like mine, and be obliged to make it a longer more
> tortuous story…
>
> [after a certain age a chap’s doctor is looking out for early signs of
> prostate cancer,
> which can be such a killer]
>
> stay well, and much checked!
>
> Max
> On Mar 2, 2016, at 14:24, Bill Wootton <[log in to unmask]
> <javascript:;>> wrote:
>
> > Well, Doug, that's why I inserted a hyphen between mid and night,
> > to indicate the later range. But overweight irony is exactly what was
> > intended. Rhymes for 'up'exhausted me so perhaps that is why the piece
> > fades a bit at the envoi, Max.
> >
> > Bill
> >
> > On Thursday, 3 March 2016, Douglas Barbour <[log in to unmask]
> <javascript:;>> wrote:
> >
> >> Well, it hits home, Bill, although I’m a 2 or 3 a.m. type myself. Kinda
> >> understand Patrick’s hesitation about 'sheer terrorism’ — though I took
> it
> >> as overweight irony…
> >>
> >> Doug
> >>> On Mar 2, 2016, at 2:46 AM, Bill Wootton <[log in to unmask]
> <javascript:;>
> >> <javascript:;>> wrote:
> >>>
> >>> Well, you may be right, Pat but I wanted to appropriate the word for
> >>> something other than tabloid titillation.
> >>>
> >>> Bill
> >>>
> >>> On Wednesday, 2 March 2016, Patrick McManus <
> >> [log in to unmask] <javascript:;> <javascript:;>>
> >>> wrote:
> >>>
> >>>> Hi Bill a subject identified here !!cheers P
> >>>>
> >>>> did find 'Sheer terrorism, this old age' a bit heavy going repeated
> so
> >>>> often -yes I know it's a refrain a lighter touch??
> >>>> cheers from a gloomy Raynes Park
> >>>>
> >>>> -----Original Message----- From: Bill Wootton
> >>>> Sent: Tuesday, March 1, 2016 10:30 PM
> >>>> To: [log in to unmask] <javascript:;> <javascript:;>
> >>>> Subject: Ballade of interrupted sleep
> >>>>
> >>>> Comes a time when the mid-night piss
> >>>> calls for resolve after weighing up
> >>>> whether to rise or give it a miss.
> >>>> Why'd you accept that second cup?
> >>>> Retirement: you've been sold a pup.
> >>>> Can you lie still, you need to gauge?
> >>>> No, move you must or you'll erupt.
> >>>> Sheer terrorism, this old age.
> >>>>
> >>>> Remember times of nightly bliss
> >>>> when dreams flowed on, no interrupt,
> >>>> your liver cause of no anguish
> >>>> - a full night's sleep, zero hiccups.
> >>>> Now pelvic floor you must develop.
> >>>> Who thought you'd ever reach this stage
> >>>> when nature's call should so disrupt?
> >>>> Sheer terrorism, this old age.
> >>>>
> >>>> Sometimes you'll think nothing's amiss,
> >>>> your bed a field of buttercups.
> >>>> But believe it like an atheist:
> >>>> your body's got its own setup.
> >>>> Sleeps right through it will corrupt.
> >>>> If only you could disengage.
> >>>> The breach in slumber so abrupt.
> >>>> Sheer terrorism, this old age.
> >>>>
> >>>> Envoi
> >>>>
> >>>> Doc, you decide - it's a toss-up:
> >>>> Before another night's outrage,
> >>>> should I go and get a checkup?
> >>>> Sheer terrorism, this old age.
> >>>>
> >>>> bw
> >>
> >> Douglas Barbour
> >> [log in to unmask] <javascript:;> <javascript:;>
> >> https://eclecticruckus.wordpress.com/
> >>
> >> Recent publications: (With Sheila E Murphy) Continuations &
> Continuations
> >> 2 (UofAPress).
> >> Recording Dates (Rubicon Press).
> >>
> >> Done in by creation itself.
> >>
> >> I mean the gods. Not us. Well us too.
> >> The gods moved into books. Who wrote the books?
> >> We wrote the books. In whose dream, then are we dreaming?
> >>
> >> Robert Kroetsch.
> >>
>
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