HELLO SO CALLED FREE WORLD.!! Canada is a
Crown country...So is Australia..For the time being!
Melbourne was put under house arrest for twelve
Months..! For no crime whatsoever..Think on this!
Where is the fair governance?? Is there a valid one?
In Britain the originator of colonial law, Caroline
Farrow is under survaillance for speaking her thought
Jordan Peterson is being shoehorned into a programme
Of so called ( re education ) these people don't know
One another I presume.? What are we witnessing in
The case of the large sized lady shown in sports illustrated
What are we suposed to gather ? Its a sports publication
Are they a beauty magazine? Well I suppose in academic
Summation yes.' As you need a slim and resiliant body
To compete athletically..Yes?? So sports oriented peiople
Would intuitivally think a more leaner body more attractive
To compete, that then affects perception overall, whether
I or whoever sees the wider senario of beauty is not relative
In this context.! Which brings us too, why this cover page
In a sports oriented publication? Or was it just an entrappment ploy.? In both cases what is going on.?
Categories:
farrow, appreciation, character, conflict,
Form: Bio
Women know which men to marry
And Normal Woman won’t tarry;
To keep praising her Sir Barry
But it’s going to be Larry,
Barry to keep giving her Garri
To keep enjoying it Larry…
And she’d keep flirting with Harry,
Who her great burdens does carry;
Ceremonial thanks to Zorro
Who in her behalf would borrow,
Promising creditors morrow
But bed-time sleeping in sorrow…
Poor Zorro who does hard soils harrow
And watch over sows that farrow.
Categories:
farrow, analogy, love, lust, marriage,
Form: Rhyme
The wheelbarrow of Prince Prospero
pushed straightaway, like an arrow
it's passengers a motley farrow
not worth much more than a sparrow
it's aim and goal so very narrow
'tis horrifying to the marrow
Categories:
farrow, corruption, money,
Form: Monorhyme
A frustrated housewife called Mia
Wore nighties so skimpy and sheer
There’s no roll in the clover
Hubby snored and turned over
His impotence is her greatest fear
Yesterday I saw a pic of actress Mia Farrow and had a bit of fun with the word play with her name
8/22/18
Categories:
farrow, anxiety, body, humorous, husband,
Form: Limerick
Short spiritual literary haiku
Slow mind balding back oneself
God holds my hand for years trying to liberate me from oneself
Take by my beauty man lie of my father and grandfather
Waking from ashes is my lust for deadstock make more angle guide my slumber
Cucw wake me from Blix let me see my wake
Ra the sun my father race me as a farrow of love.
Categories:
farrow, art, beautiful, blue,
Form: Haiku
Anklecut but running;
cornchildren at break,
dust and more dust.
Flight the cutting
of a lost sanctuary,
legless with shock
at life turned upside.
Subble the blunt cut,
the wait of the expectant
loam, under the farrow.
Categories:
farrow, nature,
Form: Free verse
I give this not because I dare;
I do not give because of fear;
I give because I really care,
And always will.
Let others wring their hands and frown;
Reflect on values tearing down;
How mighty hands do let us drown,
When times are shrill.
Take you this heart-felt gift for this;
That we are one entwined in bliss;
What we envisaged does exist,
But we are blind.
Cast wayward eyes to nearer ground;
And measure worth in this compound;
The gems we seek already found,
As by design.
So as the toll of human waste;
Mounts at a still increasing pace;
I will not let you farrow ways,
Alone at night.
This journey is for us to share;
And by my oath to this I swear;
For Time will whisper “were you there?”
What should we write.
Categories:
farrow, humanity,
Form: Rhyme
Slowly the leaves turn to different browns
bright chestnut, mahogany and walnut
each glistening with the dew of daybreak
a few starting to fall, spinning round and round
A chill wind blows in from the north
hoar frost hanging, sparkling fingers
ice underfoot makes it treacherous
and still the colours keep changing
Hot sultry sinful summer days
wafting scents tantalising noses
colourful splashes through the bed
crops growing, swelling ears of corn
Farmers hard at work bringing in the harvest
fodder for the cattle and wheat for our bread
a most bounteous feast is spread before us
put aside bad feelings and share together
Although Spring is the time of Rebirth
Autumn gives us the harvest of plenty
and so the circle of nature is complete
after autumn leaves comes a time to sleep
Now the lands lie farrow, resting and waiting
soon the snows of winter coating the land
the seeds lay sleeping waiting for spring
all this, mother nature freely gives to us
Categories:
farrow, autumn, seasons, spring, summer,
Form: Light Verse
In a moment, our lives were changed; a tragic twist of fate.
My smart, strong man, on his way over; as usual, running late.
Never anticipating when I received that call
They told me you were in an accident and the tears started to fall.
Unresponsive, rushed to surgery, massive injury to your brain.
You were in a coma, on life support; but you weren’t the only one in pain.
It is almost too much to bear, you are here but you are gone.
Time passes, tears still fall; neither of us can move on.
Your recovery has been miraculous; you weren’t expected to make it through.
I see you every day; but I still miss you.
The man that could debate any topic; the man that could fix it all
That man may never come back to me; memories are getting harder to recall.
So thankful that you are still here, but I can’t help but feel this way
I miss my love, I miss my friend, I miss the man I lost that day.
By: Melissa L. Farrow
6/14/11
Categories:
farrow, loss, lost love, recovery
Form: Lyric
Out of the Darkness
Out of the darkness, we have emerged. The storm has passed, the skies are clear.
From where I stand, I reach out to you, so glad that we are still here
There were moments it looked so doubtful that we would ever make our way
through
So many times we almost gave up and good times seemed so few
We reached this point, away from the negative, on a promise that outlasted a lie
We held on to something we were not sure of, but we had to try
Finally, we stand here, face to face
In the warmth of love’s embrace
Finally, we are happy, but there is also fear
And sadness in knowing that one day you won’t be here
Life is full of irony, and this love will prove it, too
I finally feel like we found our way, but now I face losing you
I try to smile and enjoy today, not letting you know I’m scared
If we are ever forced apart, will you know how much I cared?
You have become a greater love than I ever imagined you’d be
I want nothing more than to keep you, but love means setting you free
By Melissa Farrow
January 2011
Categories:
farrow, angst, girlfriend-boyfriend, loss, lost
Form: Lyric
There glows the Crystal Ball with a Mia Farrow,
Panic stricken, scared eyes, disenchanted narrow.
‘Swagger and Strut’ learning corporate sorrows,
Chirpy Meina singing out, aloud; of tomorrow.
“------ Mama Mia shadi ke pher mein.”
Dracula watch, jump reach-up and freeze,
Busy cheese, don’t you know? caps the breeze.
Bell a cat, no Jerry dare date; what crap.
On the mat, pat you go, in the marriage trap.
“------ Feasting ghodea channa ke khet mein.”
Rasping shadow, speak-up, call again to reach;
In time you will learn what we preach.
Click: snapped the chill; Mocking cool the breach.
You care, it is gains all round, so natural!, we teach.
Categories:
farrow, love
Form: Free verse