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ccjones,
2010-03-10 16:48:20
Peaceful sands of sleep,
Troubles buried so deep,
The sandman sings,
Sleep awhile,
Sleep awhile,
Peaceful sea of dreams,
Worries washed away,
The sandman sings,
Sleep awhile,
Sleep awhile.
Maurice,
2010-02-27 20:24:39
A man's best friend
A faitful dog will play with you
And laugh with you or cry...
He'll gladly starve to stay with you
Nor ever reason why...
And when you're feeling out of sorts
Somehow he'll understand,
He'll watch you with his shinning eyes
And try and lick your hand.
His blind implicit faith in you
Is matched by his great love
The kind that all of us should have
In the Master up above.
When everything is said and done
I guess this isn't odd,
For when you spell dog backwards you
Will get the name of God
My favourite poem Maurice
A faitful dog will play with you
And laugh with you or cry...
He'll gladly starve to stay with you
Nor ever reason why...
And when you're feeling out of sorts
Somehow he'll understand,
He'll watch you with his shinning eyes
And try and lick your hand.
His blind implicit faith in you
Is matched by his great love
The kind that all of us should have
In the Master up above.
When everything is said and done
I guess this isn't odd,
For when you spell dog backwards you
Will get the name of God
My favourite poem Maurice
Lucky_Clover,
2010-01-14 05:55:22
LINES TO ERIN
by J. J. Callanan
When dullness shall chain the wild harp that would praise thee,
When its last sigh of freedom is heard on thy shore,
When its raptures shall bless the false hearth that betrays thee -
Oh, then, dearest Erin, I'll love thee no more!
When thy sons are less tame than their own ocean waters,
When their last flash of wit and genious is o'er,
When virtue and beauty forsake thy young daughters -
Oh, then, dearest Erin, I'll love thee no more!
When the sun that now holds his bright path o'er the mountains
Forgets the green fields that he smiled on before,
When no moonlight shall sleep on thy lakes and thy fountains -
Oh, then, dearest Erin, I'll love thee no more!
When the name of the Saxon and tyrant shall sever,
When the freedom you lost you no longer deplore,
When the thoughts of your wrongs shall be sleeping forever -
Oh, then, dearest Erin, I'll love thee no more!
by J. J. Callanan
When dullness shall chain the wild harp that would praise thee,
When its last sigh of freedom is heard on thy shore,
When its raptures shall bless the false hearth that betrays thee -
Oh, then, dearest Erin, I'll love thee no more!
When thy sons are less tame than their own ocean waters,
When their last flash of wit and genious is o'er,
When virtue and beauty forsake thy young daughters -
Oh, then, dearest Erin, I'll love thee no more!
When the sun that now holds his bright path o'er the mountains
Forgets the green fields that he smiled on before,
When no moonlight shall sleep on thy lakes and thy fountains -
Oh, then, dearest Erin, I'll love thee no more!
When the name of the Saxon and tyrant shall sever,
When the freedom you lost you no longer deplore,
When the thoughts of your wrongs shall be sleeping forever -
Oh, then, dearest Erin, I'll love thee no more!
lmc737,
2009-12-05 23:47:46
They're talking about computer games and blasting away with some funny gun.
I would sooner watch Red Dwarf - they are a lot more fun!
With Lister, Cat, Kryton and Smeg Head Rimmer you can't go wrong.
Even so I still can't work out the words to the series song!
The lads have buggered up the Universe three million years from now.
The fun is in watching them fall over their own feet when gradually we learn exactly how.
What they need is an Irish Holly to guide them through each episode of dread,
Then when we've stopped laughing we can go off merrily to bed.
I would sooner watch Red Dwarf - they are a lot more fun!
With Lister, Cat, Kryton and Smeg Head Rimmer you can't go wrong.
Even so I still can't work out the words to the series song!
The lads have buggered up the Universe three million years from now.
The fun is in watching them fall over their own feet when gradually we learn exactly how.
What they need is an Irish Holly to guide them through each episode of dread,
Then when we've stopped laughing we can go off merrily to bed.
irishpaddy,
2009-11-24 17:22:38
daily blessings
the air that I breath; the rain in my face,
my breath a cloud in the frosty air,
the sun shining on the glistening dew.
a warm summers breeze, the hum of the bumble bee.
the gentle flap of butterfly wings,
your hand in mine as we walk in time
to the dawn chorus of the birds singing.
men will try but never succeed, these wonders to create.
free to mankind, no charge imposed,
just the will and the time to appreciate.
the air that I breath; the rain in my face,
my breath a cloud in the frosty air,
the sun shining on the glistening dew.
a warm summers breeze, the hum of the bumble bee.
the gentle flap of butterfly wings,
your hand in mine as we walk in time
to the dawn chorus of the birds singing.
men will try but never succeed, these wonders to create.
free to mankind, no charge imposed,
just the will and the time to appreciate.
cacksy,
2009-11-19 15:10:32
MY DREAM IS A TREASURE
I've just been to heaven with someone so true
I dreamed about mama last night.
She never closed her eyes in sleep till we were all in bed
And on party nights till we got home she often sat and read.
We little thought about it then for we were young and gay
Just how much mama worried when us children were away.
We only knew she never slept and when we were out at night
That she waited just to know that we all came home alright.
While sometimes we'd stay away till one or two or three
It seemed to us that mama heard the turning of the key.
For always when we'd step inside she'd call and we'd reply
But we were all too young back then to understand the reason why.
Until the last one had returned shed always keep a light
For mama couldn't sleep until she kissed us all goodnight.
She had to know that we were safe before she went to rest
She seemed to fear the world might harm the ones she loved the best.
And once she said when we are grown to women and to men
Perhaps i'll sleep the whole night through i may be different then.
And so it seemed that night and day we knew a mothers care
That always when we'd get back home we'd find her waiting there.
Then came the night that we were called to gather round the bed
The children are all with you now the kindly doctor said.
And in her eyes there gleamed again that old time tender light
that told that she'd been waiting just to know that we were all alright.
She smiled that old familiar smile and prayed to god to keep
Her children safe from harm throughout the years and then she went to sleep.
I've just been to heaven with someone so true
I dreamed about mama last night.
She never closed her eyes in sleep till we were all in bed
And on party nights till we got home she often sat and read.
We little thought about it then for we were young and gay
Just how much mama worried when us children were away.
We only knew she never slept and when we were out at night
That she waited just to know that we all came home alright.
While sometimes we'd stay away till one or two or three
It seemed to us that mama heard the turning of the key.
For always when we'd step inside she'd call and we'd reply
But we were all too young back then to understand the reason why.
Until the last one had returned shed always keep a light
For mama couldn't sleep until she kissed us all goodnight.
She had to know that we were safe before she went to rest
She seemed to fear the world might harm the ones she loved the best.
And once she said when we are grown to women and to men
Perhaps i'll sleep the whole night through i may be different then.
And so it seemed that night and day we knew a mothers care
That always when we'd get back home we'd find her waiting there.
Then came the night that we were called to gather round the bed
The children are all with you now the kindly doctor said.
And in her eyes there gleamed again that old time tender light
that told that she'd been waiting just to know that we were all alright.
She smiled that old familiar smile and prayed to god to keep
Her children safe from harm throughout the years and then she went to sleep.
ccjones,
2009-11-05 17:01:45
To The Man In The Moon
To the man in the moon.
Why are you so bright when I be so blue?
I walk steadily and you follow in a glow.
As I'm feeling so very unsociable.
Your patience is so very tranquil.
While I'm left feeling so very gizmo.
You are never shallow.
To the man in the moon.
Left me feeling like a sideshow.
You softly tell me not to wallow.
As I quietly tiptoe to the window.
With all my sorrow.
The man in the moon gives me a gift of a nights rainbow.
Only to bestow a beautiful glow.
To the man in the moon.
ccjones
To the man in the moon.
Why are you so bright when I be so blue?
I walk steadily and you follow in a glow.
As I'm feeling so very unsociable.
Your patience is so very tranquil.
While I'm left feeling so very gizmo.
You are never shallow.
To the man in the moon.
Left me feeling like a sideshow.
You softly tell me not to wallow.
As I quietly tiptoe to the window.
With all my sorrow.
The man in the moon gives me a gift of a nights rainbow.
Only to bestow a beautiful glow.
To the man in the moon.
ccjones
lmc737,
2009-10-29 20:30:50
"And the flowers had the look of flowers that are being looked at."
That's all I can remember of T. S. Eliot. Flowers could have been roses - then roses are like that aren't they.
Mick
:)
That's all I can remember of T. S. Eliot. Flowers could have been roses - then roses are like that aren't they.
Mick
:)