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Joy is a bunny hopping about
Inside one's breast
Joy is bubbles of laughter
Waiting to escape a smile
Joy is light turned into breath
Shining out with each sigh
Joy is a brightness unhidden
An uncontainable energy
Joy reaches beyond the stars
Unfathomed, is it's power
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Friday, April 07, 2017
The Pine Tree and The Lamp Post - with audio
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Tonight I chanced upon a pine tree
Chatting with a lamppost dressed in black
I'm trimmed straight and lean
The lamp post said
I'm somewhat in between
Said the pine tree, and
With that they swayed and chuckled gustily
Tonight I chanced upon a pine tree
Chatting with a lamppost dressed in black
I'm trimmed straight and lean
The lamp post said
I'm somewhat in between
Said the pine tree, and
With that they swayed and chuckled gustily
Thursday, April 06, 2017
Encrypted Words - with audio
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Encrypted words
Flew like Humming birds
In the heart of the Louvre,
Aujourd'hui et toujours mon ami (Today and Always my friend)
Ideas like melodies
Kisses spent in kind
Make admiring minds
Want to see
Flower and buzzing bee
La vision de l'art
Vie, amour, printemps a nouveau... ,
There are riddles here, hence the name
- the main one being
to figure out the end of the poem.
Give it a try. It is not that hard - really.
All right already, the clue for the ending is in
the lasttwo (whoops) three lines of the poem.
Other riddles involve a play on the word Louvre,
and in looking at the history of the word and how
it has been used. In old French and English
it is similar to or the same as the word for lover
and a kind of window - hence this is a play on words
and we are looking into the soul or heart of a lover here,
who is also in one of the most romantic places
in the world i.e, the Louvre. The rest is, well
the nature of art springtime and love. Thanks for reading.
Encrypted words
Flew like Humming birds
In the heart of the Louvre,
Aujourd'hui et toujours mon ami (Today and Always my friend)
Ideas like melodies
Kisses spent in kind
Make admiring minds
Want to see
Flower and buzzing bee
La vision de l'art
Vie, amour, printemps a nouveau... ,
(The vision of art
Life, love, spring anew ...,)
NOTE There are riddles here, hence the name
- the main one being
to figure out the end of the poem.
Give it a try. It is not that hard - really.
All right already, the clue for the ending is in
the last
Other riddles involve a play on the word Louvre,
and in looking at the history of the word and how
it has been used. In old French and English
it is similar to or the same as the word for lover
and a kind of window - hence this is a play on words
and we are looking into the soul or heart of a lover here,
who is also in one of the most romantic places
in the world i.e, the Louvre. The rest is, well
the nature of art springtime and love. Thanks for reading.
Q: - what's missing from the poem?
A:- "e tu" - (and you) is the final phrase of the poem,
found in the last letter of the last 3 lines.
So then, - YOU - mon ami, are the missing ingredient!
Wednesday, April 05, 2017
A Book - with audio
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A book is to be read
With some tea
And some bread
Hid like a crook,
In a nook,
In a bed
With a fire nearby
A tear in your eye
Like a granny
Of wise quiet mind
Then comes slumber
Gentle and kind
A book is to be read
With some tea
And some bread
Hid like a crook,
In a nook,
In a bed
With a fire nearby
A tear in your eye
Like a granny
Of wise quiet mind
Then comes slumber
Gentle and kind
Tuesday, August 02, 2016
Riding the Wave of Time - with audio
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I sighed and
He said goodbye
Riding the wave of time
Not long forgotten
He rose again in my mind
Riding the wave of time
Having once died
But now lives again
Riding the wave of time
Somewhere in my soul
Connected to this spirit
Riding the wave of time
Collision, conclusion
Lachrymose the eyes
Riding the wave of time
Laughter heaves the breath
Sentimental collusion
Riding the wave of time
Ah, what mysterious reverie
Is that singularity memory
Riding the wave of time
Another year older
Some days longer
Riding the wave of time
So I wonder
Then ponder
What is yonder
Riding the wave of time
And he is
But is not
Riding the wave of time
In spacious hearts
And outside all
In Him
Gone is the wave of time
Yet flourishing
Brilliant
And Loving
We remain
Beyond the wave of time.
I sighed and
He said goodbye
Riding the wave of time
Not long forgotten
He rose again in my mind
Riding the wave of time
Having once died
But now lives again
Riding the wave of time
Somewhere in my soul
Connected to this spirit
Riding the wave of time
Collision, conclusion
Lachrymose the eyes
Riding the wave of time
Laughter heaves the breath
Sentimental collusion
Riding the wave of time
Ah, what mysterious reverie
Is that singularity memory
Riding the wave of time
Another year older
Some days longer
Riding the wave of time
So I wonder
Then ponder
What is yonder
Riding the wave of time
And he is
But is not
Riding the wave of time
In spacious hearts
And outside all
In Him
Gone is the wave of time
Yet flourishing
Brilliant
And Loving
We remain
Beyond the wave of time.
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