The Fairground
This is a nostalgia piece I have written for all the children and would be children who liked going to....."The Fairground" (Amusement Parks)
Need I say more?
you tell me. . .
True Blue Knights
This poem is a sequel to "Ode To A Policeman" it is a reflection of earlier times were knights, were medieval Police in suits of armour which would later be bulletproof vests, there is a sort of comparison between the old and new. this poem reflects this.
Blind Leads The Blind.
Waiting for the bus.
TRAVELLING WITH RAIN
THIS POEM IS OBVIOUSLY ABOUT RAIN AND HOW IT HAS THE POWER TO AWAKEN OUR DORMANT MEMORY WHICH CANNOT BE DESCRIBED ELOQUENTLY,ALWAYS.THE SOUND OF THE RAIN ERASES OUT ALL OTHER PERCEPTIONS AND MAKES US TRANQUIL.VISUALLY ALSO THE ATMOSPHERE AND THE SORROUNDING OBJECTS BECOME BLURRED.YOU DO NOT HEAR ANYTHING OTHER THAN THE SOUND OF THE RAIN.YOUR SENSORY EXPERIENCES ARE BLOCKED OR DEPRIVED OF ANYTHING OTHER THAN WHAT RAIN PROVIDES.THIS MAKES YOU FOCUS ON YOUR THOUGHTS AND DIRECT THEM INWARDS,ALLOWS YOU TO BE IN A TRANSCENDENTAL STATE. YOU ASSOCIATE RAIN WITH MANY INCIDENTS IN YOUR LIFE SINCE IT HAS SUCH A STRONG INFLUENCE ON YOUR ACTIVITIES WHILE IT RAINS.EXPERIENCES ARE TINGED WITH SOMETHING DIFFERENT FROM ORDINARY.THATS THE REASON WHY I WROTE IT.I HAVE FELT HAPPY,MELANCONY,FOCUSSED,THOUGHTFUL,FILLED WITH PEACE AND CONTENTMENT,ALIVE AND FRESH,JUBILANT AND NIMBLE FOOTED AT VARIOUS TIMES.LIGHT,WIND,EARTH,SPACE,SKY AND WATER.OUT OF THESE ONLY WATER IS CAPABLE OF COMING ALIVE AND MOVE AND BEHAVE LIKE YOU.AND TO A GREATER EXTENT THAN US OR ANIMALS.THAT IS WHY ANCIENT CIVILIZATIONS ALL ORIGINATED ALONG THE BANKS OF RIVERS,MAKING THE SOIL FERTILE AND THUS SUPPORTING LIFE.AND RAIN CONTRIBUTES TO IT,NOTHING ELSE.
Summer's Gone
Performed by a duet of a married couple, the Chikhladzes, the duet was a smashing success one time, long time ago. This translation will be of some help for you.
Changing faces
So odd...
Richness
compilation of places, moments, thoughts
mirror mirror
Into the mirror I peek Seeing my reflection My out line Its me starrin back My changed image Older wiser But in side young am I Never feel my true age Still feel twenty one But hay mirror mirror on the wall you never lie to me You
Mr Whippy 1967
The ice cream truck.
Video Games
Video games have come a long way since Pong came out in the late 70's. I have spent a good number of my free hours playing them. I have two tvs in my living room. One to watch dvds, vhs' and tv, and the other to play video games. Sometimes I'll listen to my music on my Xbox jukebox that holds 100 albums. I mostly have favorite songs on there.
THE RAP OF HIPPIE P!
<b>Since age 13, I have been writing and playing 60's Psychedelic, Classic Rock, Blues, even a few country gospel tunes. BUT when I heard "RUN DMC with AEROSMITH'S "WALK THIS WAY" I knew that I had to write a Rap Tune. Being a Hippie from the 60's myself, out came The Rap of Hippie P! A TRIBUTE TO THE HIPPIE COUNTERCULTURE!
She Walked with Grace (sonnet)
She walked with grace through grassy meadows pausing to smell the sensual fragrance watching the rabbits dart down their barrows their white tails flashing creating a drama Azure skies blazing, making perfect the day she laid in the grass
Just a Tail; A contribution for Shadow
I loved ox tail stew! I was brought up very strict, and don't you know it, I broke many of the rules.
A Sunshine Delight
For the love of my poppa My childhood memory when I was 7yrs old. He spoke very beautiful, in his old Irish accent
air conditioner
Another invention I am really glad I can afford. I love my air conditioner in my apartment and car. Thankfully I still have one in my car so I can keep the windows always rolled up to keep the bugs out and my ability to sing without disturbing anyone. This morning I sang to Madonna's La Isla Bonita, Susan Vega's Tom's Diner, and Whitney Houston's Greatest Love of All.
The Angel
It is about one short moment in my life
Left Behind
While feeding the ducks this morning I seen one that seemed to be all alone. Till a big one came and got it and pushed it in the line with the other babes. So this is his story according to me. LOl
Lifes little angels.
I wrote this about 7 months ago after yet another little angel left us, i work in a hospitall, and am able to see things a little different sometimes:-) Hugs I remembered this because of Shadows Spirits:-)
Moonlight
I close my eyes and wonder in my mind to a man who wants me just as I am, one who I feel I can't live my life without, I can see him in my mind, I know him he has my soul, and I am existing until he finds me, if not in this life then in the next, for
Replay...
Closure...
Today
There was a time I lived for tomorrow not for today. In a rush to fulfill my dreams. Letting nothing stand in the way. Reaching high I didn't mind felt the world was there for me. Then I reached a time of living life in yesterday. Today was to p
Shadows
I put this in the story section but decided to put it here:-)
From the Bottom of the Hill
In memory of Anne Sexton
Bundango
Watched Django a few days ago and was inspired to write something of old west bad guys. If you haven't seen this movie, I highly reccommend it. But be warned, it is a shoot em up western, and a blow em western too.
A Fine Epitaph
life's struggle
In The Night
dreams
Fairies
this is a fascinating subject I find. Buried in myth some say Fairies watch over all things to do with nature and on that I agree Others think fairies are creatures of mischief personally I think thats the Imps. Others say, they are creatures of spite and malicious I can't agree with this. How can such a beautiful thing be that way I know a romantic I am but still. To goblins and the like go such things as spite and malice. Glamour Stone this is a stone found at the bottom of a brook that has a self bored hole in it made by the tumble of the Brook's water. Not one found on the beach or made by sea legend tells us that if you look through the hole of a glamour stone a fairy you will distinctly see haven't tried it before ask you sometimes its best to let legends remain legends. Did you know that in early legends they did not have wings but floated around on leaves and backs of birds? Only since Victorian Times have they been accredited with wings yes I myself do believe in fairies
A girl lost.
A year ago i was hurt as you can see, and i have grown so much since. We learn from every person we connect with in life and nothing is a waste, Btw i am a woman hense the dramatic write, grins, but at the time its how i felt xx
Do you know?
More memories and the kind of Man I crave:-)
Rain on a Sunday Morning
It is raining here and I am being very lazy and haven't gotten out of bed yet!!!
SWEET HOME IRELAND
After 35 years of longing for Ireland, I went there in 2006 and spent 10 glorious days. I was overjoyed when that plane landed and when it came time to leave, I felt my heart had been torn out. The connection I feel is very strong. I got to see the Lakes of Killarney gleam, and every delight Ireland has to offer. I would go again in a heartbeat. Blessings!~
cold night`s hot day thanks mighty sun
i enjoyed todays work out in the sun from the cold cold night
Midnight
time waits for no one
Then and Now
thoughts of yore
Long distance lovers
Just reminiscing about an old love
Ten Years Down the Line
to friends every where
Chicago Is My Kind Of Town
This is a parody of Frank Sinatra's My Kind Of Town. Went to Chicago with a friend this last Tuesday. We couldn't get out and walk around because his friend was out of town and he couldn't afford to park his car so we just drove around Chicago for four hours sightseeing.
Misspent Youth
just because
My Lost “Houdini”
Ever noticed how often a few polite emails and then they are gone, lost forever as if they never existed. What a strange world this "Cyber" world is at times. So I suppose "Houdini" is a good title for one who disappears without trace. Maybe some dont know of "Houdini" but he was the most famous escapologist ever known.
Waiting
Long days and nights
Cupid and Psyche how it came about (acrostic)
original beauty and the beast story About.com ancient/classical history if anyone cares to read it