Carolina home
In the great Palmetto State
Place where I was born
Boy was free to roam
On a ninety-acre farm
Free from fear and harm
In dirt, sand or mud
We sandlappers had it all
To work, play, or brawl
Turning the dark dirt
Putting the hounds on the trail
Tussling with cousins
Having dirt clog fights
Making toys out of pine bark
Plowing fertile fields
Running through the pines
Wading through the boggy swamp
Swinging from a vine
Down in muddy swamp
Turtle is called a “cooter”
Anglicized slave word
So my cousin says
Parents were missionaries
Belgian Congo
Many days have gone
Much water under the bridge
Since I left that home
Days of yesteryear
Now, home is where I reside
But memories last
Categories:
anglicized, childhood, growing up, home,
Form: Haiku
Raphael in the 16th Century of 1505 painted about Yeshûa,
Anglicized is Joshua, who Michelangelo Buonarroti
Remembered in renaissance art, including the Sistine Chapel, and
Carl Heinrich Bloch made come alive Jesus in paintings for us to know thee.
Mary His Mother and Joseph His Stepfather loved and cared for
Yeshûa in Bethlehem of the land of Jerusalem, then Egypt,
Nazareth also a town in Galilee, so prophets are verified true,
Stained-glass windows depict much of His life, as the ship in the sea tipped.
Life and light riding on white colt tradition for King’s entry into the city
Jerusalem past lilies, over palm fronds in beautiful springtime,
Hosanna! they shout; save us now King of Israel, and the city was moved,
For triumphant was His ride and glorious was His countenance,
as people sing rhyme.
The Great Plan of Salvation is put into effect through Jesus’
Sufferings, Atonement, Crucifixion on Calvary, and death,
Michelangelo’s 1499 pietà shows Mary’s mourning and sadness
Yet glorious Easter morning resurrection brings our Savior and
our Redeemer eternal breath.
Categories:
anglicized, art, bible, christian, easter,
Form: Rhyme
Seventeenth of March is St Patrick’s Day
Great day for the Irish I can honestly say
Paddies' the world over will want to be seen
Wearing Leprechaun hats and a sprig of green.
Loud colourful parades up and down the lands
Drums, tin whistles and the skirl of pipe bands
Sample some Guinness or a glass of potcheen
Be the best street party you've ever seen.
But if you're not Irish still join in the fun
St Patrick’s day parades are for everyone
But make sure you go, you'll enjoy the craic
And I guarantee that next year you'll be back
It happens once a year so come and have a ball
A very happy St Patrick's day to one and all.
Written 16/02/2019.
Poitin anglicized as Potcheen
( Irish moonshine )
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Sprig of green is the shamrock associated
With St Patrick who used it to explain the blessed trinity, God the father, son and holy spirit.
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The craic is news, gossip, enjoyable conversation and having fun.
Categories:
anglicized, celebration, happy, ireland, march,
Form: Rhyme
"Oh how I want, oh how I plea."
To that Big Guy in the clouds,
Yes, Someone to watch over me
Should I ever enlightened be
still to spirits and saints pray
But need someone to watch over me
Images of gods as mother or daddy
or pictures of anglicized Jesus
Oh how I want, oh how I plea
Hope my god holds me so easily
As into heaven I want to go
Someone, Oh yes to watch over me
Wondering at all the glory I see
Is this really all there is
Oh how I plea, and how I plea
After the millionth or so glory
Sadly wondering at this story,
Oh my god how must I plea
For someone to watch over me!
Categories:
anglicized, age, god, hope, spiritual,
Form: Villanelle