my working parts
fingering is just the start
on the march
knees and legs take part
head and heart, with soul
I love curling up with a great book
especially when It is gently raining
What it lacks in physical exercise
it makes up for in thought reframing
I can go anywhere and do anything
to see how those different folks live
Or ride in a rocket to the farthest star
full of curiosity just to see what gives
I can take part in a harvest of blue
as the blueberries drip from my lips
Or contemplate if my future destiny
includes sealing wax & sailing ships
I hope to carry all that I’ve learned
in my mind until I have passed away
But lest I forget this important fact
that carpe diem means seize the day!
12 Snoopy scultures scattered around the city centre
to find in the sun
someone on facebook has spilled the beans
and revealed the location of 3 of them -
she has received an absolute backlash
some bloke wants to take part and drive up from kent
but we can't find the one and ask the young, bearded man in the hi-vis
he sends us over to the young, cologned-up man in the blue suit
he sends us down the escalator to the Paddington Bear bench
and we get there and leave a copy of Robert Burton's
The Anatomy of Melancholy next to Paddington,
eating his marmalade sandwich.
i whisper in his ear, 'good luck to you.'
the security guard and the blue-suited man begin to approach
we leave immediately.
September rains could not put out
sparks that set the forest aflame.
Forest beasts, scurrying about
with innate scamperings, self-same
in prior incendiaries,
take part in this unending game,
branch to branch in furtive scurries.
The red flame, gradual at first,
spread through the woods in swift flurries,
licking each leaf to quench its thirst,
from under-growth to tree and bush
painting nature, a mad florist.
Now every leaf a ruddy blush
till the whole forest was ablaze,
and from each leaf the green it flushed.
The autumn dance, a Dervish craze,
with wispy winds stirring the flames,
waltzes in a different phase.
Forest creatures assert their claims
and in speedy rush they gather
all they can find: seed, nut and grains.
With the coming of November,
the leafy flames dance themselves out.
Each leaf, now a dying ember,
meets the dismay of winter’s pout
leaving every branch charred and bare.
Now all the fires have been put out
and forest beasts without a care,
now safely curl up in their lair
awaiting for the green spring fair.
As tarnish is thrown
I scrape it off
Till skin turns red
And blood pours over
As death circles the air
I’m the only one that knows
Who has passed
As soul corrupts
I was the only keeper
The sole holder
Only witness
Of what was before
As I watch—
self inflicted pain
Turns to undeserved hate
A final resort
To moving past
It’s not fair
I don’t want to be around
I was never supposed to be
I didn’t do this
Nevertheless, always
As the only holder
I will continue to scrape
This is my fight against hateful touch
I watch as it takes the other
I pay respects to what is no longer there
Sometimes as I watch
I’m not sure what was
For better or for worse
I am the only rememberer
Of nervous touch
And forever care
For better or for worse
I am the only rememberer
And that
is far too easy to forget
We are the last in line
Letting others go before
Looking humble
While being ignored
Fasting for heaven's sake
Takes no thought or prayer
Always repenting
For taking up other's air
We decline invitation
When obligation is at heart
Sensing instant relief
When we choose to not take part
Alone and isolated
With snakes leading appetite
Poison in our veins
Just trying to get to the light
The one thing we suppress
Is the surfacing of desire
Because in its revelation
We have always been the liar
Written by Trudy Schrader on 05-29-2026
The Holy Spirit Unleashed
Jesus, the Builder so loving and true,
Makes all things beautiful, faithful, and new.
The Holy Spirit gives courage each day,
And strengthens our hearts as He leads the way.
Like Stephen so bold, full of grace and light,
We stand strong for Jesus and choose what is right.
Lord, let Your Spirit shine brightly in us,
To follow and serve You with faith and trust.
When we feel weary, discouraged, or weak,
The Spirit brings comfort and peace that we seek.
He teaches us kindness, compassion, and love,
And points every heart to our Father above.
So let us surrender and answer His call,
For the Holy Spirit can strengthen us all.
May Jesus be King of each word, thought, and choice,
As we walk in His Spirit and lift up our voice.
Short, sweet, and simple, the message is clear:
Avail yourself to the Spirit so near.
For when we surrender and let Him take part,
The Holy Spirit will reign in our heart.
Complaining is now open, we can make it easy and post it.
Complaints can be viewed and move like the wind for all to see and comment.
Complaining is easy now, it can move and gain a crowd, it can get opposition, it can grow and gain a reputation.
Complaining can help us learn, see others views, make us change our minds, and move to a different point of view.
Complaining can be useful it can make us become a better person and change for the good, making others change and make all of our life become super cool.
So do not be afraid, complain, learn, and take part in learning how to make our life better and better every day.
Lifting prayer to God, today and always.
There was once was a lady called Ullah
took a trip across to Dimbullah
Why she went there
here's the story she'd share
Hey I'm not gonna fool ya
took part in a dance called a hula
And Peder would follow
he'd tweak his big toe
He didn't take part in this wonderful dance
hung on to his chair by the seat of his pants
Wherever was Ullah, Pedder would go
his admiration is always on show
This beautiful couple the friendship we cherish
Makes no difference if they're speaking their danish
We value their knowledge from the plants that they grow
observation of nature from the seeds that they sow
This information we make sure it wont vanish
Here's a secret I now will reveal they make no claim to be spanish
When Peders at craft he always just sits
clickety clack from needles, it's a hat that he knits
Dying fine wool Peder remains silent, uses the wool a holey sock he must darn
And Ullah ? Total contrast!! She's really quite noisy when spinning some form of a yarn
They often have fabrics, by hand they have dyed with colour galore
from all of the markets they've finally retired they'll sadly be seen there no more
Whoever were lucky enough to be the one who evokes in you the most sacred part of your being, the one whose purpose is the desire to explore your beautiful heart and take part in its beating, where in feeling that consanguineous desire he would emulate the loveliest expression upon seeing those eyes and, with resolve, make the most sublime decision in the measure of a love without restrictions, where verse will become prose and emulate that feeling, wrapping it in an emphatic nervousness that only with the magnetism of your love will free that heart from all evil, giving life to a new freedom of wanting, shared!!!!!
Lraularguellesm!!!!!
In my heart lives a dream looking for hands,
Not to replace it,
But to walk beside it.
Project of the Heart is a Creative Lab
Where ideas become form,
Where words, images, colors, and matter
Meet to give life on every possible printing surface.
This is not a one-person project.
It is an open space
For those who believe creativity
Is a tool for change.
We invite you to take part in the way you can,
As your heart allows:
— Printing materials
— Equipment, paper, ink, machines
— Skills, time, guidance
— Moral support, sharing, visibility
— Or any other form of contribution
You feel called to offer.
Every small gesture creates impact.
Every gift is an act of trust.
Every participation adds a new color
To the prism of this project.
If you cannot give much,
Give what you have.
If you cannot give things,
Give presence.
If you cannot give presence,
Give belief.
Project of the Heart
Is a laboratory of love,
A workshop of hope,
A proof that when hearts unite,
Creation has no limits.
Come.
Create.
Leave your trace.
When India became a Republic,
The Constitution laws were made public;
We recall freedom fighters and leaders,
Through sacrifices, they were peace seekers;
Duties of national subjects made clear,
Justice, liberty, dignity, no fear;
"Unity in diversity" flaunted
Through parades where states take part undaunted;
Let's follow what the Constitution cites
About responsibilities and rights;
Republic Day encourages us all
To build our nation and make it stand tall;
The future lies in the hands of our youth,
Let's work hard together to grow in truth.
There is a place, reserved for you and me,
put your best foot forward, if you wanna see.
Walk each day in the moment, as you go,
compassion, forgiveness and peace we must show.
We must have something, that the world does need,
we can’t give out, what others truly feed.
We can take a man to dinner, still can’t make him eat.
give a man a table, a place to put his feet.
Those words we give, are a seed unto the heart,
fill them with joy and love, peace, they will take part.
The world needs more understanding, forgiveness everywhere,
to do good things, is our cross to bare.
One by one, two by two, step by step you see,
there is a place, reserved, for you and me.
47.
My 5th Leaf
Plucked thee while sitting
While Mayor speaking
Unlike the first four
You're not for décor
Lo! “Carabao Grass”?
CapSU family
And unknown to me
Crowd – far and near
Cluster – there and here
Fiesta spectators
PM August One
Start of feast on town
There's not enough sun
Not hot, not cold – fine
Mayor gives message
Parade to playground
Crowds and sounds around
Audience view – right side
Itchy grasses side
Kneel and Indian seat
It was eight years past
Since I was there last
Take part Padagyaw
Rejoice Dumarao
Our Lady of Snows!
-08/01/2011
(Dumarao)
*My Toladas Collection
Missing the mark,
Sparks the fire in me,
I desire to see,
A reality full of equality,
A quality of life worth living,
Giving all that I can,
I don't plan a thing,
Singing of a higher power,
Devouring all doubt,
Bringing about great change,
A strange feeling,
Knowing you're healing,
Revealing more,
Sealing the door,
A mistake no more,
It makes for a better story,
The glory in learning lessons,
Questioning everything,
Beginning again and again,
Every moment is a win,
If you can see progression,
Leaving an impression,
Another session awaits,
Altered mental states,
Create a target to acquire,
A desire to go higher,
A fire setting a blaze,
Gaze into your heart,
Take part,
Make a mark,
And start,
Missing only makes you smart.
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