Losing one's lunch
is not so hot
but dropping your dinner
when a fish dish wish was the plot
could be your worst nightmare
as not a morsel will pass your lips
as meals go it's now toast
and you've had your chips
Who and what.? Are words more relevant.?
Spirit in flesh..Fears foibles desires and
A realm of intentions.' Veering off occasionally, of the better path.' Could
Have been me.? I happened i saw it! The
Rain came twice against the forecasts ( in January ) in L A and in
Victoria..The fires died, I got up the next
Day and tripped over.' Banged my nose
Had to wipe my eyes.' Struggled through
The cold English rain, a car just missed
mine..Mundane stuff people.'One day my
Car will be part of a robot.? Could be.? Or
Just a rusted hulk.? Can you tell me exactly.? No you can't I can't, there are many things i cannot do.' What is valueble? Whar is the imperative.? A glass of clean water, or a vase of it, with fresh flowers.? Is that fullfilling.? Its not the whole, yet part of the sum.' Its in its place
The same as the river, the mountains the
Plains and the valleys, works of antiqity
Observed in museams, or looted.' And placed on a table somewhere.? I do not know, what the next hour will bring ' the
Unseen post service, that always delivers.'
Unpaid i'll grant you, but always aware, of
My existence, in the great somewhere.'
George Francis Train
Introduced the tram to England
I introduced microwaving the sausage and bun together
To a not-very-impressed-American
We talked and talked into the night
About opera
How Norma's role was designed
For Giuditta Pasta
The weather cooled and necessitated
A dressing gown
He got up and strolled through the room
Pondering whether to purchase four-hundred pound Glastonbury tickets
At dawn, we'd moved onto chess
He advised, 'You gotta ram the pieces down their throat.'
When will I be invited to a Beverly Hills mansion dinner?
DEEPHEARTED
By Frank Daub
Softly told –
in the manner of a wedding vow –
“I am going home”.
Said in the morning light sitting at my side.
I saw the Bride
that she had been. The GIRL
that willed to give all –
And DID.
I write it now – to help my soul
ACCEPT the fate He sent.
Belief comes now in waiting
And
Holding tight the Sacrament –
of living as He told us
So.
"That's it! I'm going back to my cave!"
I scream like a 3 year old child,
Asked again to go dark and private,
How miserable.
Nights of the soul are an ominous place.
Necessary and beautiful yet unfashionable ,
Combustion and deflation shortly after,
How beautiful.
Exhaustion before radiance again,
So repetitive yet unpredictable,
Magic glimmering through the chaos,
How cyclical.
Cogs stopping before speeding,
Wave after wave our lives flow,
Roller-coaster in walking shoes,
How Human.
I'm going out to find God today,
I've lots of time, it's a holiday.
I wonder if He's big and strong,
He wears white... or am I wrong?
I wonder if He's in the wood,
So magical in childhood.
I'll ask my friends if they might know
Where He always likes to go.
Mum says, "He's simply everywhere—
You won't find Him in a comfy chair!"
I'm going to ask friends at school;
I'll start with Ria—she's no fool.
Ria is Hindu, kind and bright.
She smiles and says, "You're looking right.
We call Him Brahman where I pray;
He's all around us every day."
Rizwan is Muslim, calm and kind;
He helps me out when I'm behind.
"It's Allah," he says with a happy grin,
"His love and care reach everything."
I've searched the woods and climbed a hill,
I've stood so very quiet and still.
Then I began to understand—
God's love is shown by helping hands.
When friends are kind and people care,
It's easier to feel He's there.
Perhaps that's where my search should start...
For God is closest in every heart.
BLANCHE NOMINATION
NOMINATION VACATION
STALL AT THE STATION
To go within
is to delve
with the within of things
that matter hides inside
and spends a lifetime
trying to gather enough
to be become conscious
and know that it knows
and able to be visible.
GOING UP WITH COLTRANE
“Giant Stepping” with Trane.
Simone of Cyrene inspired:
Uplifting steppings.
No more stalling in despair:
“Love Supreme” is guiding me.
I was running down a hill at a fast rate when a snail past me on a roller skate
then All the birds stopped to look while reading a joke book
and the frogs stopped hopping they were dancing I think they were bopping
next the fish began to talk then got up and went for a walk
then the most funny thing a cow looked at me and started to sing
If you think what I say is not true this is what I want you to do
open your mind and go for walk and ask a horse if he can talk
he might not talk so ask him again then call a doctor because your going insane
AND NOBODY THERE
THE GREAT AMERICAN FAIR
ANYBODY CARE
it was an irritating time
frustrating and exasperating
I felt neither respected or honored
ignored and shunned; I had aged out
no one wants a seventy-year-old employee
they did what they could to dissuade me
God kept asking me “why are you doing this?”
I guess God never had the fear of a lack of money
Even when I did not need any more, I kept going
so He had to take me out
I think He said to his angels, “If she is not smart enough to quit
I am going to quit her.”
He gave me upper respiratory infection, lower respiratory infection
and pneumonia.
I was forced to quit
it was the best thing that ever happened to me
I went out kicking and screaming
My Mum is going through an "Awakening,"
I don't get it, I wake up every day.
They said it takes years...
And forever?
Surely that can't be.
What's a twin flame?
Why is it so important?
I can see four flames in our fireplace right now?
Sha-dow government...
I have a shadow too, it follows me.
We hang out.
Mum even spoke to her friends about some families who rule the world...
What about our family?
How do we get there?
She said we chose each other...
I don't remember doing that...
I wasn't even here then.
Silly Mum, but I guess it does feel like our hearts are forever.
Apparently... We were asleep once.
I was asleep yesterday... And every night.
I still love my Mum, even though she doesn't make sense sometimes.
She says that our uncle and Grandma are still asleep too?
I saw them last week.
Did I mention that I love my Mum?
She says for now...
To tell the truth,
Be kind,
Discover what is right and stand for it.
She also said it's important to be a great listener.
I'll keep listening to my Mum.
Time to still do plenty,
Mind again empty,
Ready for a new chapter,
To replace the old chatter,
With renewed laughter,.
Years to come plenty,
To embrace a new more Fun identity,
Despite an unhinged society.
For my troubled great great nephew. penned in 2025
Actions and hope that may keep us going
And give us some satisfaction knowing
That our care for others is still growing,
And our zest for life continues flowing;
Are people and activities glowing
With their love and inspiration showing
That what we are reaping, we are sowing;
Ensuring we don’t chase what is blowing.
So when our challenges cup is bowing,
And through life’s rough rapids we are rowing,
In our hold is love we could be throwing
And patience and kindness we are towing.
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