The Beehive, Grantham 40 Years On: A Pantoum

THE BEEHIVE, GRANTHAM 40 YEARS ON

I made a terrible hash of it of course.
She told me how she loved The Kinks’
“Where Have All The Good Times Gone?”
I was just too young to spot the clues.

She told me how she loved The Kinks.
“See My Friends” always the one I preferred.
I was just too young to spot the clues.
So much easier retrospectively …

See, my friends, always the one I preferred
turned out to be a mistake.
(So much easier retrospectively.)
They told me love was all I needed.

Turned out to be a mistake.
But here’s forgiveness; no apology required.
They told me love was all I needed
for love and hope and the beauty of this place.

But here’s forgiveness, no apology required.
Tears ran down then; still can today;
for love and hope and the beauty of this place,
yes, love in my heart, this moment, now.

Tears ran down then; still can today
as the fierce love grips my opened heart.
Yes, love in my heart this moment, now.
I’ve tried my best since I awoke this morning

as the fierce love grips my opened heart;
Where have all the good times gone?
I’ve tried my best since I awoke this morning.
I made a terrible hash of it of course.

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So I thought I’d have a shot at a pantoum*.

* https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Pantoum

A repost.

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Posted on October 26, 2013, in Pantoum and tagged , , , , . Bookmark the permalink. 8 Comments.

  1. “Tears ran down then; still can today
    as the fierce love grips my opened heart.
    Yes, love in my heart this moment, now.
    I’ve tried my best since I awoke this morning”

    I love this poem….fierce grips are hard to break!

    But i have not tried my best to let love in my heart…simply letting all the frustration out….Im too weak and tired of filling my heart and mind up with love….I’m glad to hear you are tho.

    🙂

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  2. And your time *will* come again. And you do know that, even now (underneath). I know I can have faith in you. I mean, for a start you have your very own BSM-IV-TR. 🙂 🙂 🙂

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  3. haha glad my paranoia is a factor in your faith in me….DSM-IV-TR are my driving force for learning about myself as well as others….i love the shit out of that thing!

    As for time, I’m not quite sure about time anymore….so much hanging over my head in respects to time….and uncertainty….do we really have time to wait for another to grow up, understand….or can we simply grow while enjoying the “time” we have with each other? If we can why the distance with the ones we love…if we know of time being a factor….why do we distance ourselves from the ones we love so much?

    Oh so many confusing and mindless thoughts…thanks for everything…you are truely awesome! 🙂

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  4. Part of a longer poem, this is my reply:-

    “So what’s to celebrate
    What of worth then
    Gathered from the years?

    That it’s not what you see
    It’s the way that you view it
    It’s not what you do
    It’s the why that you do it
    It’s not what you’ve lived
    But the way you lived through it
    And that’s what really counts

    That you should neither judge nor aggravate
    The turmoil that surrounds you
    And everything is already perfect
    Whether you like it or not

    Why rush around in pursuit of pleasure
    When you could simply enjoy
    The suffering you already have?”

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  5. Have read it over and over now and love this, Ben. The form becomes you!
    (Glad you supplied the wikipedia link – I’ve read of this form before, but you’ve got me interested in learning it.)

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  6. Clever! Anything with the Kinks in it is probably a mistake 🙂 I see the wiki definition is slightly different to the poetry foundation I used which imposes a rhyme pattern as well.

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  7. “See My Friends” remains a favourite, I’m afraid. 🙂 I don’t think it is possible to construct a pantoum without without quite a bit of brain work. I am impressed you managed to rhyme as well! Rhyming is not obligatory (http://www.newpoetspress.com/pantoum.html); fortunately, as I don’t think I could have achieved it with this piece, which was a rewrite from a.free verse version

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