poem by ted hughs
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poem by ted hughs
Pike
Pike, three inches long, perfect
Pike in all parts, green tigering the gold.
Killers from the egg: the malevolent aged grin.
They dance on the surface among the flies.
Or move, stunned by their own grandeur,
Over a bed of emerald, silhouette
Of submarine delicacy and horror.
A hundred feet long in their world.
In ponds, under the heat-struck lily pads-
Gloom of their stillness:
Logged on last year's black leaves, watching upwards.
Or hung in an amber cavern of weeds
The jaws' hooked clamp and fangs
Not to be changed at this date:
A life subdued to its instrument;
The gills kneading quietly, and the pectorals.
Three we kept behind glass,
Jungled in weed: three inches, four,
And four and a half: red fry to them-
Suddenly there were two. Finally one
With a sag belly and the grin it was born with.
And indeed they spare nobody.
Two, six pounds each, over two feet long
High and dry and dead in the willow-herb-
One jammed past its gills down the other's gullet:
The outside eye stared: as a vice locks-
The same iron in this eye
Though its film shrank in death.
A pond I fished, fifty yards across,
Whose lilies and muscular tench
Had outlasted every visible stone
Of the monastery that planted them-
Stilled legendary depth:
It was as deep as England. It held
Pike too immense to stir, so immense and old
That past nightfall I dared not cast
But silently cast and fished
With the hair frozen on my head
For what might move, for what eye might move.
The still splashes on the dark pond,
Owls hushing the floating woods
Frail on my ear against the dream
Darkness beneath night's darkness had freed,
That rose slowly toward me, watching.
Ted Hughes
Pike, three inches long, perfect
Pike in all parts, green tigering the gold.
Killers from the egg: the malevolent aged grin.
They dance on the surface among the flies.
Or move, stunned by their own grandeur,
Over a bed of emerald, silhouette
Of submarine delicacy and horror.
A hundred feet long in their world.
In ponds, under the heat-struck lily pads-
Gloom of their stillness:
Logged on last year's black leaves, watching upwards.
Or hung in an amber cavern of weeds
The jaws' hooked clamp and fangs
Not to be changed at this date:
A life subdued to its instrument;
The gills kneading quietly, and the pectorals.
Three we kept behind glass,
Jungled in weed: three inches, four,
And four and a half: red fry to them-
Suddenly there were two. Finally one
With a sag belly and the grin it was born with.
And indeed they spare nobody.
Two, six pounds each, over two feet long
High and dry and dead in the willow-herb-
One jammed past its gills down the other's gullet:
The outside eye stared: as a vice locks-
The same iron in this eye
Though its film shrank in death.
A pond I fished, fifty yards across,
Whose lilies and muscular tench
Had outlasted every visible stone
Of the monastery that planted them-
Stilled legendary depth:
It was as deep as England. It held
Pike too immense to stir, so immense and old
That past nightfall I dared not cast
But silently cast and fished
With the hair frozen on my head
For what might move, for what eye might move.
The still splashes on the dark pond,
Owls hushing the floating woods
Frail on my ear against the dream
Darkness beneath night's darkness had freed,
That rose slowly toward me, watching.
Ted Hughes
kell- Posts : 1001
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god it must of taken you ages Kell my ol m8 to type that out. good on ya for doing it.
sorry, but i never did get poems that dont ryme. i,m afraid i lost the will to live half way through reading. they just seem daft to me, but i do come from suffolk
there was a young girl from Ealing, who ?????? all over the ceiling .............. anyway, we wont go there (thats not a poem though is it ? ).
I,m a Plumber, what do you expect ?? i,m obviously not edgikated like what you is !
isnt Ted Hughes that bloke off 3 2 1 years ago ?
no offence intended Kell, just messing about.
sorry, but i never did get poems that dont ryme. i,m afraid i lost the will to live half way through reading. they just seem daft to me, but i do come from suffolk
there was a young girl from Ealing, who ?????? all over the ceiling .............. anyway, we wont go there (thats not a poem though is it ? ).
I,m a Plumber, what do you expect ?? i,m obviously not edgikated like what you is !
isnt Ted Hughes that bloke off 3 2 1 years ago ?
no offence intended Kell, just messing about.
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doug6364- Posts : 683
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Re: poem by ted hughs
a pike is a fish wot has big teeth
small fish fear it, they swim beneath
its coat of green makes it look quite dapper
but watch the front end its a big snapper
Thats about my limit im afraid
small fish fear it, they swim beneath
its coat of green makes it look quite dapper
but watch the front end its a big snapper
Thats about my limit im afraid
matt859- Posts : 495
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Age : 59
Location : rugby
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Matt, you are a poet and you know it !!
does this count ??????????????
Mary had a little Lamb, she called it little Ralph, now its burning in the fields, because of foot and mouth !
god i,m funny.............................arnt i ???
does this count ??????????????
Mary had a little Lamb, she called it little Ralph, now its burning in the fields, because of foot and mouth !
god i,m funny.............................arnt i ???
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doug6364- Posts : 683
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Mary had a little lamb, she called it little pike, one day she threw it in the air, it landed on a spike !!
doug6364- Posts : 683
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Re: poem by ted hughs
Oh dear I think this thread is going to turn into a Mary had thread lol.
Mary had a little lamb
the midwife had a fit..........
Mary had a little lamb
the midwife had a fit..........
matt859- Posts : 495
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Re: poem by ted hughs
i wont even go therematt859 wrote:Oh dear I think this thread is going to turn into a Mary had thread lol.
Mary had a little lamb
the midwife had a fit..........
stubbo- Posts : 3976
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no offence intended Kell, just messing about.
doug6364- Posts : 683
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Re: poem by ted hughs
just trying to bring a bit of culture to the site and propagate a feeling of well being and harmony.
kell- Posts : 1001
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i,m about as cultured as a non cultured thingy do da Kell ! just a moron really
i read educational stuff like..................angling times, the sun...... you can see where i,m coming from
good on ya for trying though.
i read educational stuff like..................angling times, the sun...... you can see where i,m coming from
good on ya for trying though.
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