Body parts

[Keith]

Edit 1 Dale,AJ and Billy (the stand up comedian)

Climbing trees all summer,
I close my eyes and only see leaves.
adrenaline trembled on each branch,
regret now slips behind the deed.

A collection snatched from warmer nests,
a goblin's rob for vanity,
but what to do with the children,
they sit inside, await their fate.

Under my breath I tell myself,
this isn't going to hurt,
I pin prick both ends and blow.
Blood and tiny bone, sinew and flesh
splatter my plate.

A dozen breeds in total,
carnage in my murderous hands,
enough for a Frankenstein omelette.




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Climbing trees all summer,
I close my eyes and only see leaves.
I have quite a collection
but guilt is at my stomach,
scratching away like a rat trapped
in a heated copper pot strapped
to my belly.

A collection snatched from warm nests
a goblins rob for vanity
but what to do with the children,
they sit inside and await their fate.

Under my breathe I whisper,
this isn't going to hurt
as I pin prick both ends and blow,
blood and tiny bone, sinew and flesh
splatter on my plate.

A dozen breeds in total, heavy
in my murderous hands,
enough for a Frankenstein omelette.

[ChristopherSea]

A nice read right after breakfast Keith, thanks! This may be about a young Oologist, but it has been illegal to collect and blow wild bird eggs since 1960. Evan as a metaphor, this should dissuade egg poachers. A camera would suffice.

[Keith]

A nice read right after breakfast Keith, thanks! This may be about a young Oologist, but it has been illegal to collect and blow wild bird eggs since 1960. Evan as a metaphor, this should dissuade egg poachers. A camera would suffice.

Sorry about the breakfast, its a fair cop I'm older than I sound

[Erthona]

Keith,

"a goblins" shouldn't this be possessive? "a goblin's"
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"but guilt is at my stomach,
scratching away like a rat trapped
in a heated copper pot strapped
to my belly."

Seems an inordinate long way to go for a description, also "Stomach" and "belly" seem a bit redundant.
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Where is it illegal to eat wild bird eggs? Not that I want to. I've never heard of such a thing.

dale

[billy]

i once saw an elf giving himself a blow job and said,
"you're a goblin aint you?"
he said,
"no, i'm and elf"

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i'me with dale on the goblin's thing.
i remember toe copper pot thing from one of those english horror films on tv

[ChristopherSea]

Keith,

"a goblins" shouldn't this be possessive? "a goblin's"
---------------------------------------------------------------
"but guilt is at my stomach,
scratching away like a rat trapped
in a heated copper pot strapped
to my belly."

Seems an inordinate long way to go for a description, also "Stomach" and "belly" seem a bit redundant.
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Where is it illegal to eat wild bird eggs? Not that I want to. I've never heard of such a thing.

dale

Collecting/blowing wild bird eggs became a crime after the banning of DTT. Legislation, such as the Wild Birds Protection Act 1954 and Wildlife and Countryside Act 1981 in the United Kingdom, has made it impossible to collect wild bird's eggs legally. In the United Kingdom, it is only legal to possess a wild-bird's egg if it was taken before 1954; selling wild–bird's eggs, regardless of age is illegal. Countryside and Rights of Way Act 2000, allowed for six months imprisonment for the possession of the eggs of wild birds and, since it came into force, a number of individuals have been imprisoned, both for possessing and for attempting to buy egg collections. The Joundain Society continued to meet although membership dwindled after 1994, when a dinner of the society was raided by police, assisted by Royal Society for the Protection of Birds. This resulted in six members being convicted and fined. Despite this, some of those who engage in egg collecting show considerable recidivism in their activity. One, Colin Watson, was convicted six times before he fell to his death in 2006, while attempting to climb to a nest high up in a tree.Another individual has been convicted nine times and imprisoned twice and a third has been convicted 51 times, imprisoned four times and barred from entering Scotland during the bird breeding season. The Royal Society for the Protection of Birds has been particularly active in fighting illegal egg collection and maintains an investigative unit that collects intelligence on egg collectors and assists police in mounting prosecutions on them, in addition to investigating other wildlife crimes. At one point, RSPB staff were being trained by soldiers from the Brigade of Gurkhas in camouflage skills and in surveillance, map and radio techniques, to better enable them to guard nests of rare birds.

Hi Chris
I guess you have posted this for Dale. Thanks but I feel I should share my real name Colin Moriarty Watson

[cidermaid]

Hi Keith, lots to like in this look back on childhood.
A time when small boys pulled wings off daddy long legs on the classroom window-sill to impress the girls...or at least for the fun of making them scream. It brought back lots of memories of just roaming around all day unsupervised and coming home at dusk. The lad on the farm next door used to raid bird nests, snare and skin rabbits and was the nominated chicken killer in the family... I was always squeemish about these things but then equally had a sort of morbid facination to view the gore. The details on the egg blowing were spot on. Nasty boys

Just offered a couple of comments - hope you don't mind.

Climbing trees all summer,
I close my eyes and only see leaves.
I have quite a collection
but guilt is at my stomach,
scratching away like a rat trapped
in a heated copper pot strapped
to my belly. Loved this whole stanza. (We had rat traps that were then dropped into the sheep dip troughs...similar sort of image that is very vivid for me).

A collection snatched from warm nests
a goblins rob for vanity ? goblin's
but what to do with the children,
they sit inside and await their fate.

Under my breathe I whisper, ? breath
this isn't going to hurt perhaps a comma after hurt
as I pin prick both ends and blow, I almost need a full stop here. Let the moment hang for a bit longer
blood and tiny bone, sinew and flesh
splatter on my plate. not sure I need on

A dozen breeds in total, heavy
in my murderous hands,
enough for a Frankenstein omelette. I like the self confessional acknowledgment of the foul deed as the close stanza. And the frankenstein omelette is just right

[Keith]

Keith,

"a goblins" shouldn't this be possessive? "a goblin's"
---------------------------------------------------------------
"but guilt is at my stomach,
scratching away like a rat trapped
in a heated copper pot strapped
to my belly."

Seems an inordinate long way to go for a description, also "Stomach" and "belly" seem a bit redundant.
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Where is it illegal to eat wild bird eggs? Not that I want to. I've never heard of such a thing.

dale

Thanks Dale I have used these comments in the edit, I wasn't sure the rat thing would work without details but it seems ok, I think Chris was saying the UK have laws on such things. Best Keith

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i once saw an elf giving himself a blow job and said,
"you're a goblin aint you?"
he said,
"no, i'm and elf"

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i'me with dale on the goblin's thing.
i remember toe copper pot thing from one of those english horror films on tv

You couldn't resist could you ?

Hammer Horror I do believe, so early sixties officer. That is eggsactly were the image came from we must have seen the same film. I bet Jack has it somewhere in his archives. Best Keith.

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Hi Keith, lots to like in this look back on childhood.
A time when small boys pulled wings off daddy long legs on the classroom window-sill to impress the girls...or at least for the fun of making them scream. It brought back lots of memories of just roaming around all day unsupervised and coming home at dusk. The lad on the farm next door used to raid bird nests, snare and skin rabbits and was the nominated chicken killer in the family... I was always squeemish about these things but then equally had a sort of morbid facination to view the gore. The details on the egg blowing were spot on. Nasty boys

Just offered a couple of comments - hope you don't mind.

Climbing trees all summer,
I close my eyes and only see leaves.
I have quite a collection
but guilt is at my stomach,
scratching away like a rat trapped
in a heated copper pot strapped
to my belly. Loved this whole stanza. (We had rat traps that were then dropped into the sheep dip troughs...similar sort of image that is very vivid for me).

A collection snatched from warm nests
a goblins rob for vanity ? goblin's
but what to do with the children,
they sit inside and await their fate.

Under my breathe I whisper, ? breath
this isn't going to hurt perhaps a comma after hurt
as I pin prick both ends and blow, I almost need a full stop here. Let the moment hang for a bit longer
blood and tiny bone, sinew and flesh
splatter on my plate. not sure I need on

A dozen breeds in total, heavy
in my murderous hands,
enough for a Frankenstein omelette. I like the self confessional acknowledgment of the foul deed as the close stanza. And the frankenstein omelette is just right

Thank You AJ as ever very helpful and all in the edit. Yes this is a boy hood memory but my collection was much smaller, one to be precise I felt so guilty after that I would just climb up and look. I also got attacked by a missle thrush and nearly broke my back falling out of the tree. Cheers for the help. Tectak would have bollocked me for not reading it through before posting....quite right too. Best Keith

[ChristopherSea]

Keith,

"a goblins" shouldn't this be possessive? "a goblin's"
---------------------------------------------------------------
"but guilt is at my stomach,
scratching away like a rat trapped
in a heated copper pot strapped
to my belly."

Seems an inordinate long way to go for a description, also "Stomach" and "belly" seem a bit redundant.
----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------
Where is it illegal to eat wild bird eggs? Not that I want to. I've never heard of such a thing.

dale

Collecting/blowing wild bird eggs became a crime after the banning of DTT. Legislation, such as the Wild Birds Protection Act 1954 and Wildlife and Countryside Act 1981 in the United Kingdom, has made it impossible to collect wild bird's eggs legally. In the United Kingdom, it is only legal to possess a wild-bird's egg if it was taken before 1954; selling wild–bird's eggs, regardless of age is illegal. Countryside and Rights of Way Act 2000, allowed for six months imprisonment for the possession of the eggs of wild birds and, since it came into force, a number of individuals have been imprisoned, both for possessing and for attempting to buy egg collections. The Joundain Society continued to meet although membership dwindled after 1994, when a dinner of the society was raided by police, assisted by Royal Society for the Protection of Birds. This resulted in six members being convicted and fined. Despite this, some of those who engage in egg collecting show considerable recidivism in their activity. One, Colin Watson, was convicted six times before he fell to his death in 2006, while attempting to climb to a nest high up in a tree.Another individual has been convicted nine times and imprisoned twice and a third has been convicted 51 times, imprisoned four times and barred from entering Scotland during the bird breeding season. The Royal Society for the Protection of Birds has been particularly active in fighting illegal egg collection and maintains an investigative unit that collects intelligence on egg collectors and assists police in mounting prosecutions on them, in addition to investigating other wildlife crimes. At one point, RSPB staff were being trained by soldiers from the Brigade of Gurkhas in camouflage skills and in surveillance, map and radio techniques, to better enable them to guard nests of rare birds.

Hi Chris
I guess you have posted this for Dale. Thanks but I feel I should share my real name Colin Moriarty Watson

Ha ha, Sorry to hear of your untimely death!

[NobodyNothing]

Ignoramus that I am, I've never heard of this practice/hobby. I like this poem. Nice and effective rewrite, too. My only wonder on the first stanza rewrite (better/tighter than the original) is in wondering if the reader will know that...

a rat trapped in a heated copper pot

...is that guilt in the stomach of the person in the poem (or at least that's how I took it, or wanted to). I don't know, I don't know. I keep thinking something like (I'm just talking *idea* here, not my word/phrase choice)...but guilt is in my stomach now/a rat trapped in a heated copper pot...

I honestly think this a *tweak* or two from done, in the books. Again, I like this poem.

[pickles]

knowing now the illegality of it, makes it even more enjoyable. also makes the goblin's purpose more sinister.

may have done a bit of disservice by having the mention of goblin and frankenstein in the same poem... takes away from both to me.

nice words.

thanks.

[Keith]

Ignoramus that I am, I've never heard of this practice/hobby. I like this poem. Nice and effective rewrite, too. My only wonder on the first stanza rewrite (better/tighter than the original) is in wondering if the reader will know that...

a rat trapped in a heated copper pot

...is that guilt in the stomach of the person in the poem (or at least that's how I took it, or wanted to). I don't know, I don't know. I keep thinking something like (I'm just talking *idea* here, not my word/phrase choice)...but guilt is in my stomach now/a rat trapped in a heated copper pot...

I honestly think this a *tweak* or two from done, in the books. Again, I like this poem.

Thanks for your comment NN I agree and have decided to drop the rat copper pot and stomach, as a bit OTT and hammer horror, thanks for the help. Keith

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knowing now the illegality of it, makes it even more enjoyable. also makes the goblin's purpose more sinister.

may have done a bit of disservice by having the mention of goblin and frankenstein in the same poem... takes away from both to me.

nice words.

thanks.

Hi Pickles
I chose Goblins for their baby robbing activities and Frank just seem to sum up the collection of parts on the plate. Thanks for your comments Keith

[billy]

it's pretty fuckin' gruesome really but in a good way. i doubt you meant it to but it kind of highlights how humans don't give a toss about anything but their petty collections. while it may not be the same, the egg hunter is a lot like the tiger hunter. there's an urge to kill in order to own.