Dale Hall is the pen name of Les Oldfield
Blue Lake (left with a lie) by Dale Hall
Through the lush tranquil valley of Apedale wood
a Blue Lake of rich colour turned into falsehood.
We’d skip School
to swim in the lake of a lie
and grew up too late without saying goodbye.
Each year that passed more appreciative we became
yet much of our childhood is but merely a name.
Today kids play on devices to pass time away
parents tell of the outdoors they think they should play.
They look up to their parents in giving their reply
these devices are out there to prove they’re no lie…
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I
first became interested in poetry when I was 14 having read Lewis Carroll’s The Aged Aged Man poem.
Although at the time the poem was a tad over my head, it would seem some years
later I would find much of what he wrote was gobbledygook anyway. The The Aged Aged Man will always be my
favourite poem and Lewis Carroll
my favourite Poet for having inspired me all those years ago…
England - Unfinished
Such
a beautiful land I’m proud to call home
lush
meadows and valley’s, with high peaks to roam.
Lying
nestled between Scotland and Wales:
sharing
bygone history in mystical tales.
There’s
so much to tell to know where to start
we
once had a Princess who captured our heart!
A
dark moment for Britain that won’t go away
hence
the memory of Diana remains to this day.
Candlelit lampposts and the Thames under ice
a
skate to the market now that would be nice.
A
box girder bridge formed of concrete and steel
spans
the river Thames in a nursery rhyme ordeal.
A
monument in Wiltshire rising 13 feet high
of
debated many reasons that no one knows why?
Glastonbury
Festival throughout a 5 day
whatever
the weather will blow you away.
Devon
and Cornwall for summers we dream
a
knickerbocker glory and tea please with cream.
Chalk
filtered Rivers through meadows flow by
whence
fully winged insects flirt-ate in the sky.
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Meadows of perennial colour dispense a natural flair,
delicate petals gracefully open as vixens hunt the hare.
Pollinating insects forage amongst a welcoming bloom,
a nectar gut filled gratitude toasts the bride and groom.
An orchestra in the atmosphere maintains a tender beat,
accompanied by machinery as farmers thrash the wheat.
Amid the perennial colours, petals of war unfold,
dishes from the poppy seed are temporarily placed on
hold.
Man’s armoury shows no mercy as outbursts often maim;
the poppy takes no side in war as relieving soldiers
pain.
Evil has no place on earth through God it will be shown
in laying to rest our hero’s sending the majority home.
Meadows of spectacular colour, burst with vigorous bloom,
annual petals of admiration, are pinned to mourn the
gloom.
The vixens hunt the hare, in meadows filled with sorrow,
where our soldiers bravely fought, for dreams of
tomorrow...
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Penny’s from Heaven
I’ve seen a Penny shining in the Isle of white
Shining was a Penny sore for any sight
Penny is no coin that’s used to flip a tail
Penny is a Goddess of the Holy Grail
I’m not sure if Penny fell into my dream
Penny’s from Heaven the one I have seen…
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She simply looks lovely though more I can say
if looks were the wind she’d blow you away.
Her eyes surpass stars of shimmering light,
Northern lights rejoice with utter delight.
The sun also performs a spectacular show
as her hair reflects rays from a beautiful flow.
Her lips are as sweet as the fruit on a vine,
Cassandra looks
in every way so divine...
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Christine was
not my first love but she did reign most supreme
each day she joined me in
my thoughts accompanying every dream.
Her body was a curving
structure of the most alluring sex appeal
had Playboy ever
got to see her they’d have swiftly signed a deal.
Sadly some things we
admire are destined to come to an end
after many years it was
broken my heart is back on the mend.
My feelings were inspired
by images I felt honoured to see
of the sexiest woman in
nylons who rocked the world for me.
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Mother Nature saved the best for
her last design
and created a special flower with petals so divine.
She placed the finest petals around a nectar head of gold
in tiers of vibrant colours for mid-summers to unfold.
She then baptised her flower in the early morning dew
and named her flower Daisy, awaiting the arrival of you….…
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>Sharon was fired<
I don’t get the reason why
Sharon was fired?
It was just a tad naughty some
fetish admired.
Many won’t have a problem with
what Sharon did
It’s something we all do but
just keep it hid.
The thing she was doing was all
done alone
without touching her body or
giving a moan.
so I disagree with the action
they made
it was in her own time even if
she got paid.
The ones that have sacked her
watch her display
as they fund the website, yet
that is okay.
So I might write to Boris and
lay down the fact;
as she wasn’t alone in breach of
a work act…
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Rudolph
My name is Father Christmas
though Santa will do fine
I have a red nose reindeer that’s
a very good friend of mine
my friends name is Rudolph
and although he’s rather shy
he’s really very special,
because Rudolph can fly
One day when he was flying,
now Rudolph didn’t know
the higher up he went, the
colder it would go
he returned one evening,
with ice around his nose
it’s from that day to this;
it’s red and always glows
He asked if he could help me
to pull a sleigh with toys
he also said that in one
night they’d reach all girls and boys
I know Rudolph is special,
but don’t take it from me
when you wake up on
Christmas day, just look under your tree.
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About a Book
If you should look
inside a buck
this would mean the
buck was dead
and through bad luck
the buck had died
this made it possible
to be viewed inside.
In closing the chapter
on the bucks last stride
you could perform an
autopsy on how it died?
If you say you can
read a buck
you’d know the buck
was out of luck
by having a vet there
before it died
to increase its chance
to be revived.
Could it be you were
somewhat mistook,
and that you looked
inside and read a book?
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Swine flu
One little piggy
went the doctors
because one little
piggy was bad
now every little
piggy that’s seen the doctor
has caught what the
little piggy had.
If the doctor went
to see the little piggy
encouraging poorly
little piggy’s stay in bed
then assigned to
cases of poorly little piggy’s
a disease may not
have widely spread.
Or doctors could
have gone to school
as treat the poorly
little piggy’s there
but as they knew
not what they were doing
swine flu spread
just about everywhere.
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Wimpy
In tune with a famous Beatles song
Wimpy first opened in London in 1954 and were the first to serve hamburger meals in the UK.
The bacon burgers and sausages on the international grill
were to die for.
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World of wonder
If
half the money that is spent on war
aided
poverty, protect and cure.
Every
soul would peacefully slumber
to awake each day in a world of wonder…
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Gorsty Hall
The Gorsty Hall at Balterley once attracted customized wheels
houses now stand on
its ground overlooking rod and reels
They say the
fishing is excellent although it’s rather dear
maybe a ghost of Gorsty Hall sprinkles the lake with beer?
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Embarrassing day
The
day had no reason not to start on a high
I
had a workplace induction to help me get by.
In
waking that morning the problem began
as
all things intended would not go to plan.
When
people tell of tales one could not write
I
witness first hand and longed for the night.
Maybe
it was a warning and thence explains so
and
for whatever reason I was not meant to go.
One
thing’s for sure I’m glad see the day pass
the
day was like venom injecting pain in the ass.
The
only page in my lifetime I’d throw away
is
in quotation of this most embarrassing day…
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Don Good Little Earner
Don was on a train when he
needed check his mails
but
he couldn’t get the internet until he left the rails.
Whilst
thinking of a way in commuting to and fro
he
designed a Dongle or the con stick pay and go.
When
the laptop detected his device via plug and play
his
dongle went to Christie’s to obtain the highest pay.
Now
Don can use it anytime without a conditional fee
well
shafted in the rear are the likes of you and me.
They
say it can last 30 days, but there’s just one sting
you
need be like a creature that hibernates till spring.
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A true occurrence
Ddoouubbllee dreammaerd
I was walking through the woods where a railway used to be,
when a slightly transparent clown jumped out in front of me.
A crocodile was about to choke
I’m so glad it didn’t actually,
Somewhat relieved that I awoke
for it would have choked on me.
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A Pampers seal of commitment
Replacing the vow
British relationships are like
pampers they’re becoming a temporary fit
with plenty of hugs and cuddles
until they’re full of shit
The solemn vow one promises is
sadly allowed to fade
and treated with equal fragility
as something poultry’s laid
So as my heart’s not turned into
an omelette by some other lass
I’ll be polite not tell cupid
kiss my donkey by expressing I’ll take a pass….
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A true occurrence
Boy blue
(Stoke-on-Trent’s crooked cop)
Boy Blue wore a uniform having pledged an uphold oath
one would think to serve the public and not an ego growth.
Boy Blue was somewhat different he hungered for the
stars
he played the low life hero; not man enough earn the scars.
I came across the Boy Blue warrior
in entering my address,
he spun so much yarn of bullshit deceiving to impress.
Salmon’s made me plead guilty to a crime I did not do,
for a prison sentence falsified by crooked cop Boy Blue.
Records actually show some blue coins turn out bent,
Boy blue being so much more he put his arse for rent.
Much later I was arrested whilst living in Stoke-on-Trent
whilst getting booked in the station a lovely hand was lent
I thought it was just a prostitute in helping the time expire
when in fact it was a beautiful solicitor
offering her services to hire
She could see past her opposition that I was an easy win
after following her instructions an officer lost his grin.
In
phoning the police to recurring incidents was just like I’m not there
I kept on repeating the same procedure until I didn’t really care.
Hence I finally retaliated in knocking the culprits to the floor
then I get away with the offence I did, so
much for the law…
AND RIGHTLY SO
Steven’s solicitors would have cremated Boy Blue!
Before you open your mouth from a brush in with the law
Phone
Steven’s Solicitors and ask them to represent you.
Highly Recommended
Uniforms can be misleading remember there’s just a human
that’s inside
although
so many correctly wear the gown, some
just use it for the ride.
Now
isn’t that correct Boy Blue!
cops are getting bad publicity recently; Boy Blue's are everywhere they are even in charge of police forces now that is just a kick in the nuts to everyone they put in jail.
I am not anti-police I am simply against law enforcers
that commit offences while on duty or break the law when they are not…
So I'm done talking to the police without a Solicitor present
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