March 2010
THE SPEECH OF FLAMES!~
THE SPEECH OF FLAMES!~
My heart sings a song, silently,
ANZAC DAY PROMISE
..ANZAC DAY PROMISE..
Men of ANZAC,bold and true,
We shall keep your memory bright,
Conquering all you had to do,
Torchbearers of freedoms light.
Through the long eventful years,
Still your victories fan the flames,
Which ever burn,amid the tears,
Immortalising all your names.
In the tempering heat of war,
Youth was forged into the sword,
So bravely used, until men saw that all could live,
Within GODS word. Ever in the years to be,
We do vow to keep your aim,
my maid
Ramanna, Ramanna...kept saying the maid
in the flat above mine
I was quizzed...
busy was she teaching the first lessons to the kid
making him aware of the sound of his own name
it brought a smile to my lips
suddenly remembered I
the role played by my maid
I never had realised!
chiding myself myself for taking all the credit
I searched for her ------
but in vain
gone was she in the darkness of the past
Ruffled Feathers
Feeling Torn....
Much like a rose & her thorn.......
Life is messy...complicated
One's appetite not always sated
Choices of being true........
Of being real to both me & you.......
Life is messy.... a kaleidoscope
Filled with desires .... dreams & hope
Feathers get ruffled...
Inner voices muffled.....
Answers need questions to make it all make sense......
Boundaries erected...an emotional fence.......
Strength of character....loving & true
Held together in unison with emotional glue
Loyalty & love....
Fit together like hands in a glove
Love...Life
Truth
I am the Spirit of Truth, so I tell a lie telepathically that it can not and will not prevail, because love and understanding are not just somthing I give it is somthing I am, so if you have any problems remind yourself evil is ignorant and THE CREATOR IS LOVE, ALLAH HU AKBAR peace and blessings 2 u.
A time to fear
spare me a thought
Stop! said the divine one,
as I turned to go
' spare me a thought
you smother me with flowers,
thrust incense sticks in my face
hang kadubus and kodabales around my neck
smear me all over with butter or sandalpaste
then on top of it you stand and glee with satisfaction
Hey1 stop and ponder what I want
you deify me I know that
your love I measure cannot
do leave me alone
only your prayers give me joy
A Richness So True
My eyes are like lenses that capture the light
My heart a gauge knowing what's wrong & right
My ears hear more then what is simply said
My feet firmly grounded.....so not easily led
I am as you are and you are as I am
A gentle light...Golden fleece of the baby lamb
So gentle -so strong & so true
You are me & I am you....
After seeing Avatar ...my whole sight or vision has changed... I no longer just see Eagles soar & butterflies flit....
BABY: Michael Howard
Day- September 9, 2007, Time- 10:38 am
When you were born
Your mother’s ears
Your daddy’s nose
So much a like
But so much unique
In many ways we don’t know yet
9lbs. 9oz. 23 inches
You were a big boy
You’re gonna grow up
With LOVE and everything you’ll
Need to grow up with
And your family
Your BIG family
We’ll always be there for you
And even each other
"Real Life" or "Make Believe"
Running in the middle of the night,
Right through all the mud
And in the rain with all the pain; just to get to you,
Annie, you are the one I've been looking for.
Glory, glory, hallelujah, I found my one true love
Nothing will come between us, Annie, I will protect you. You are my
Girl and I will let nothing hurt you.
You, you are safe forever. I love you, Annie.
This is a poem that I took the letter of each paragraph of
Resume by Dorothy Parker and made my own
PS I don't know an Annie.