Volunteers needed for poetry festival (From Ledbury Reporter)
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Volunteers needed for poetry festival
11:44am Thursday 21st March 2013 in News
VOLUNTEERS are needed to help run one of the UK’s leading poetry festivals.
A number of opportunities are available to get involved with Ledbury Poetry Festival, which runs from Friday July 5 to Sunday July 14, from stewarding events to helping out in the hospitality area.
The search is also on for people willing to provide bed and breakfast for the visiting poets, with the town’s hotels often being full to bursting during the summer event.
For more information, email manager@poetry-festival.co.uk.
Comments(24)
dippyhippy
says...
9:38pm Thu 21 Mar 13
It is,of course -
" The Fourteen Limes of Hereford."
Ubique5740
says...
10:01pm Thu 21 Mar 13
The 14 lime trees must not be cut down.
bobby47
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10:32pm Thu 21 Mar 13
Clarkester
says...
9:06am Fri 22 Mar 13
There was an old man of St. Bees,
Who was stung in the arm by a wasp;
When they asked, "Does it hurt?"
He replied, "It does not,
But I thought all the while 't was a Hornet."
bobby47
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12:23pm Fri 22 Mar 13
dippyhippy
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10:22pm Fri 22 Mar 13
Ubique5740
says...
7:19am Sat 23 Mar 13
This Council is blue
Put them in the same bed
And you have squashy goo!
dippyhippy
says...
10:41pm Sat 23 Mar 13
The Hereford Times.
I like to read the Hereford Times,
I buy it every week,
But to put the price up just like that,
Is a bit of a bloody cheek!!
Clarkester
says...
9:28am Mon 25 Mar 13
"I went to buy a paper..."
I went to buy a newspaper,
The Hereford Times would do,
The man at the till said £20.00,
I said; 'You what? Fu... Well that seems very reasonable for a quality local production, here, have £25.00
I thank you.
littlewhitebull
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7:47pm Mon 25 Mar 13
That is, until I met your mother.
dippyhippy
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10:27pm Mon 25 Mar 13
Clarkester
says...
8:42am Tue 26 Mar 13
I saw a roadside sign,
On it was "Here You Can"
I thought to myself, "Oh that is good"
So I dug it up, threw it into Gloucestershire and jumped up and down on it several times!
drewbreath
says...
2:53pm Tue 26 Mar 13
That dug down deep in vale and hill;
when all at once it spied a crowd
A host of darting Potholes;
Along the road; beneath the streets,
Ten thousand waiting for the cars…
drewbreath
says...
3:03pm Tue 26 Mar 13
Now that snow is there,
And whoever wakes in Hereford
Sees, some morning, unaware
That the lowest pothole and the
ruined tyre round the ring and rim
are both in damaged road,
While the council sings here you can walk and cycle,
in Herefordshire you cannot drive.
Ubique5740
says...
3:37pm Tue 26 Mar 13
Hey Dude,
My name is Smudge,
I am a rabbit,
They say that I have a habit,
Of starting chimney fires,
But I am only a rabbit
Rabbit rabbit rabbit.
dippyhippy
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7:16pm Tue 26 Mar 13
ewbreath!! All of you are fantastic! Poetry is alive and well in Hereford,and long may it continue!
littlewhitebull
says...
8:11pm Tue 26 Mar 13
In the forests of the night.
The fire was caused by a few mad hatters,
Setting fire to Herefordshire Matters.
Apologies to William Blake
dippyhippy
says...
9:35pm Tue 26 Mar 13
"A Thankyou Poem."
Some can dance,
Some can sing,
Its always more fun,
If we all join in!
Through the forum,
Of the hereford Times,
I challenged you,
To write a few rhymes!
You've done so well,
I'm celebrating,
The fantastic verses,
You've been creating!
I lift my glass of wine,
Off It's coaster,
Lets raise a cheer,
To the H.T posters!!
Wonderful you lot - you've all been great!
littlewhitebull
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10:11am Wed 27 Mar 13
And did come the strangest figure.
His queer, long coat from heel to head,
Was half of yellow and half of red.
And he himself was tall and thin,
With sharp blue eyes, each like a pin.
“Don’t stare at me as if I’m Mr Blobby,
I’ve come to sort you out,” said King Bobby.
“Sod your rats; get the pest control to put poison down,
You should get off your backsides and sort out this town.
You councillors promise us the earth at each election,
But always renege and go in the opposite direction.
So as king of all this glorious land,
And with help from my happy band,
I’m instituting a coup d’état, whatever that means,
So you can stop all your daft and expensive schemes.
We will listen to the people and take note of their dreams,
And introduce some worthwhile and cost effective schemes.
A new dawn is coming for each and every day,
When Herefordians know that councillors earn their pay.
Yes, I’ve given much thought and delivered my hypothesis,
This is the only way to rid the world of my nemesis.”
(My sincere apologies to Robert Browning for crucifying the Pied Piper of Hamelin – I blame Dippyhippy for encouraging me!)
Ubique5740
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2:18pm Wed 27 Mar 13
Your poem was super.thanks
littlewhitebull
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7:39pm Wed 27 Mar 13
It would be an honour to be deputy to Dippyhippy, who has a much more natural and creative approach than me.
dippyhippy
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9:32pm Wed 27 Mar 13
littlewhitebull
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4:26pm Thu 28 Mar 13
dippyhippy says...
9:30pm Thu 21 Mar 13
But I am begging,on my knees,
Build your bloody shopping mall
But don't chop down my trees.
I am sick and tired of Jarvis,
And his dodgy dealing friends,
I'd like to take an axe to them,
And bring this chapter to an end.
But I am not a fan of violence,
I have never had a fight,
Please just leave these trees alone,
They are a fine and beautiful sight!
by. D.Hippy. ****