THIS BE VERSE (Philip Larkin)

They fuck you up, your mum and dad
They may not mean to, but they do.
They fill you with the faults they had
And add some extra just for you.

But they were fucked up in their turn
By fools in old-style hats and coats,
Who halff the time were soopy-stern
Adn half at one another's throats.

Man hands on misery to man.
It deepens like a coastal shelf.
Get out as early as you can,
And don't have any kids yourself.

Thanks for reading it Emotion: smile
- CAn you write some more stanza which is critcial of parents for the poem?
- what is your thought on this poem... and if it is negativ, can you write a short poem that present parents in a more positive light?
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Hello Marlen,

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Hi, Nona the Brit!
My problem is that i have no ideas now.. just cant imagine what can i write about. Maybe you can give me some advise about writting a poem?
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Hello, again!
Does anyone of you knows who has written this poem?

I ran into a stranger as he passed by
"Oh excuse me please" was my reply.

He said, "Please excuse me too;
I wasn't watching for you."

We were very polite, this stranger and I.
We went on our way and we said good-bye.

But at home a different story is told,
How we treat our loved ones, young and old.

Later that day, cooking the evening meal,
My son stood beside me very still.

When I turned, I nearly knocked him down.
"Move out of the way," I said with a frown.

He walked away, his little heart broken.
I didn't realize how harshly I'd spoken.

While I lay awake in bed,
God's still small voice came to me and said,

"While dealing with a stranger,
common courtesy you use,
common courtesy you use,

Go and look on the kitchen floor,
You'll find some flowers there by the door.

Those are the flowers he brought for you.
He picked them himself: pink, yellow and blue.

He stood very quietly not to spoil the surprise,
you never saw the tears that filled his little eyes.

By this time, I felt very small,
And now my tears began to fall.

I quietly went and knelt by his bed;
"Wake up, little one, wake up," I said.

"Are these the flowers you picked for me?"
He smiled, "I found 'em, out by the tree.

I picked 'em because they're pretty like you.I knew you'd like 'em, especially the blue."

I said, "Son, I'm very sorry for the way I acted today;
I shouldn't have yelled at you that way." He said, "Oh, Mom, that's okay.
I love you anyway."

I said, "Son, I love you too,
and I do like the flowers, especially the blue."
Hehe I love that first one by Philip Larkin
Hehe , i guess you are young person.... have no children, right?
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Hello again!!!!
I would like to know aour opinion about the first poem.. what di u think about it? DO you agree with tha author opinion?
I reckon he doesn't, or he would feel the whole situation in a different way...
I'm not young and do have children. I totally agree with the first poem. It's hilarious and true.
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