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AlfredJPruffock
10th August 2012, 10:05
Well My Friends - after all this time I have decided to put Alf to Sleep - perchance to dream and all that.

I considered various candiates for this last posting eg TS Ellitots Pruffrocks and other Observations

The morning comes to consciousness
Of faint stale smells of beer
From the sawdust-trampled street
With all its muddy feet that press
To early coffee-stands.
With the other masquerades
That time resumes,
One thinks of all the hands
That are raising dingy shades
In a thousand furnished rooms.


And then again - as readers of the FPC know I do enjoy a spot of WH Auden ..


Time will say nothing but I told you so,
Time only knows the price we have to pay;
If I could tell you I would let you know.

If we should weep when clowns put on their show,
If we should stumble when musicians play,
Time will say nothing but I told you so.

There are no fortunes to be told, although,
Because I love you more than I can say,
If I could tell you I would let you know.

Decisions ...decisions ...


You tossed a blanket from the bed,
You lay upon your back, and waited;
You dozed, and watched the night revealing
The thousand sordid images
Of which your soul was constituted;
They flickered against the ceiling.
And when all the world came back
And the light crept up between the shutters,
And you heard the sparrows in the gutters,
You had such a vision of the street
As the street hardly understands;
Sitting along the bed’s edge, where
You curled the papers from your hair,
Or clasped the yellow soles of feet
In the palms of both soiled hands.

Or perhaps a spot of Keats

My spirit is too weak—mortality
Weighs heavily on me like unwilling sleep,
Weighs heavily on me like unwilling sleep,

And each imagined pinnacle and steep
Of godlike hardship tells me I must die

... ah but this one yes - this will be my last farewell ! Adieu Mes Amis !

And in the End
The Love you Take
Is Equal to the Love -
You Make

zoco
6th September 2014, 12:21
Well My Friends - after all this time I have decided to put Alf to Sleep - perchance to dream and all that.

I considered various candiates for this last posting eg TS Ellitots Pruffrocks and other Observations

The morning comes to consciousness
Of faint stale smells of beer
From the sawdust-trampled street
With all its muddy feet that press
To early coffee-stands.
With the other masquerades
That time resumes,
One thinks of all the hands
That are raising dingy shades
In a thousand furnished rooms.


And then again - as readers of the FPC know I do enjoy a spot of WH Auden ..


Time will say nothing but I told you so,
Time only knows the price we have to pay;
If I could tell you I would let you know.

If we should weep when clowns put on their show,
If we should stumble when musicians play,
Time will say nothing but I told you so.

There are no fortunes to be told, although,
Because I love you more than I can say,
If I could tell you I would let you know.

Decisions ...decisions ...


You tossed a blanket from the bed,
You lay upon your back, and waited;
You dozed, and watched the night revealing
The thousand sordid images
Of which your soul was constituted;
They flickered against the ceiling.
And when all the world came back
And the light crept up between the shutters,
And you heard the sparrows in the gutters,
You had such a vision of the street
As the street hardly understands;
Sitting along the bed’s edge, where
You curled the papers from your hair,
Or clasped the yellow soles of feet
In the palms of both soiled hands.

Or perhaps a spot of Keats

My spirit is too weak—mortality
Weighs heavily on me like unwilling sleep,
Weighs heavily on me like unwilling sleep,

And each imagined pinnacle and steep
Of godlike hardship tells me I must die

... ah but this one yes - this will be my last farewell ! Adieu Mes Amis !

And in the End
The Love you Take
Is Equal to the Love -
You Make

There but remains one question.

Who are you now?

Scruff
6th September 2014, 12:25
Just a blanket tosser...

zoco
6th September 2014, 12:30
Just a blanket tosser...

He was a good bloke was Alf.

Would answer any post with the lyrics to a song.

Edit: I knew him from my days as a lurker of course.

suityou01
7th September 2014, 07:50
Yep bye.