Fast thick pants

I'm not terribly given to reading poetry, although I suspect as I get older I might take it up. I have heard of Kubla Khan by Samuel Taylor Coleridge but never got around to reading it until last night. I was very impressed with these lines:

And from this chasm, with ceaseless turmoil seething,
As if this earth in fast thick pants were breathing,
A mighty fountain momently was forced:

Pants!

Mike Stocks latest

Further to the note below about White Man Falling I can also add that the author, Mike Stocks has a lovely website. He runs a poetry magazine called Anon, where all poems are submitted anonymously, and printed on merit rather than the poet's reputation or connections. A great idea. So if you've got a poem in you struggling to get out, perhaps you should set it free and send it to him.

Shepherd v Leopard

Further to last week's fragment of doggerel, here are a couple of modifications. I wish I had thought of "intrepid".

INTREPID SHEPHERD CONSUMES TEPID LEOPARD ( or "A spot of lunch after leopardy jeopardy")

While a shepherd was shepherding, a leopard was leoparding
With a gleam in its eye and its dream - shepherd pie
So it sprang at the shepherd who, brave and intrepid
With a thump from his staff split the leopard in half
So it rapidly tired and quietly expired.
Now the shepherd was thrifty, resourceful and nifty;
He said "Here is meat for my lunch,
"Though I can't light a fire, indeed I desire
Tepid, peppered leopard to munch"

by J.D. Rees


The shepherd was in leopard jeopardy.
The leopard ate the shepherd rapidly.
Even peppered he tasted very shepherdy.
Renowned, they are , to cool to tepid rapidly

J. R. McTaggart