Homage to Brian Patten

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Hello Poetry Lovers

We were all so sorry to hear of Brian Patten’s passing. An incredibly vibrant and intelligent poet of that wonderful Merseybeat generation. A real voice from Liverpool.

It was Patten’s children’s collection Gargling with Jelly that I loved and knew best, and I have put two of his pieces from that book on here. They’re Halloween related so quite fitting.

Please read on

The Witch’s Pickle

Have you ever tried to tickle

A witch’s pickle in the dark,

And tried to make it giggle

And scream: ‘What a lark!’?

That’s exactly what I did

So I think you’d better not

‘Cause now I’m truly pickled

And in the witch’s pot!

B Patten

The Frogologist

I hate it when grown-ups say,

‘What do you want to be?’

I hate the way they stand up there

And talk down to me.

I say:

‘I want to be a frogologist

And study the lives of frogs,

I want to know their habitat

And crawl about in bogs,

I want to learn to croak and jump

And catch flies with my tongue

And will they please excuse me ‘cause

Frogologists start quite young.’

B Patten

Thank you for leaving us such a legacy, Mr Patten.

Thank you for tuning in, PL’s. We’ll be back with more Halloween action real soon….

3 thoughts on “Homage to Brian Patten”

  2. Hi Heather,

    I hope you are well.

    Thanks for sharing those poems ,and. I am still in Wales currently.

    Enjoy my published Halloween poem again.

    Halloween is a poem written by Andrew Evzona on 22nd October 2018

    Halloween is ,definitely, the spookiest night of the year When you can stay home, though, remain in fear Who might knock at the door saying “trick or treat”? And if you answer, will they take your very last sweet?

    People ,everywhere, dress up aiming to shock Be careful when ,your door, you slowly unlock You might be scared ,and, start to scream And all may not be as it may seem

    Gory attire with blood ,or, a hideous mask Who’s inside there, don’t even ask Maybe, it’s best not to answer the door And whatever you give, they always want more

    I must confess, I love to dress up too Just lie in wait, and, if only they knew I open the door, suddenly, with mask and spear “I decide who does the trick or treats around here”

    Best Wishes,

    Andrew

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