They come together all in one place
tinker and traveller, Roma and gypsy,
with all who belong by grace as one race
under one roof while no one seems tipsy.
Count Me In has begun with a gesture
Appleby St Lawrence offering the space
for each here to hear in a new venture
music uplifting for all to embrace.
Skills arising from guitar and fiddle,
accordion and harp, percussion and pipe,
folk songs and ballads, nothing too little,
poems and testimony, hopeful and ripe.
Many expressions of who each of us are
brought here together wherever we're from.
Home made refreshments (milk from the Spar)
sustaining the fun, with applause like a prom.
'What does this mean?' with Festival and Fair
combining as one in celebration.
Just like Pentecost there's joy in the air
harmony overcoming separation.
With all our difference we are together
fired by the Spirit it's a time to treasure.
Appleby Horse Fair with reference to Acts chapter 2
An RX ( Prescription) for healing of the World.
Each of us has a unparalleled part to
Protray in this prescription for healing
The World.
Healing is an art of one's entire being,
Edification with reference to one's entire
being.
Sometimes you often have to inhale,
Exhale and give yourself permission to
feel the hurt and pain.
It means the hurt and pain no longer
Controls you.
We are all one enter into darkness is
A gateway to the light.
Start by being kind to yourself and others.
End human harsh conditions, Embrace
more ompassion, peace, replace malice
with love.
Restore values and integrity, combat
environmental decay, preserve nature
And its inhabitants.
An RX ( Prescription) for healing of the
World.
At the Kruger National Park, an elephant carcass, predators dine at same time,
Lions and vultures devouring their foul find, a scorching sun, predator’s clime.
‘CLIME’ means a region with reference to its climate – Kruger park mostly hot, sometimes scorching
Entering Contest: YOUR BEST RHYMING COUPLET
Sponsor; L Milton Hawkins
Date; 26/09/2022
First Corinthians
chapter twelve verse twenty-five:
Care! (undivided!)
in tilling a field,
there's as much dignity as
in writing a poem!
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Adapted from quote by Booker T. Washington:
"No race can prosper till it learns that there is
as much dignity in tilling a field as in writing a poem."
With reference to 1 Cor. 12:12-31
As noted in the Bible commentary entitled,
"AFRICAN AMERICAN: The Body of Christ"
in The Catholic Youth Bible
Talking about bliss
As a divine entwined caress
We use the word ‘rapture’
A nuance mind cannot capture
Then there is ‘ecstasy’
Said to be in continuity
These adjectives further qualified
Described
As ‘multiplied manifold’
With reference to climax untold
Is such a miracle
Possible
That too as ignition in renewal
Continual
Let us speak the truth
Forsooth!
All said or spoken an image faint
For words cannot paint
Cool heat ...
The Ohm beat ...
Divine fragrance ...
Love essence ...
Magnetic current ...
Purity in its native element ...
29-July-2020
My soul is not for sale
I will be victorious at the end of that tale
I’m not afraid of apostle of hell
It is when they heard me walls of Jericho fell
I disagree with grand design
Especially when blood flows like wine
You think there is nothing special about me
That I cannot control my destiny
But as the spring in a switchblade is pressed
The harder it springs back before it will rest
As my soul is set on fire
The more my song will inspire
I’m the spirit build like a tank
I’m the iceberg Titanic hit when it sunk
I believe for me only acceptable position
Is free with reference to nothing only its bare definition
Rods of energy fly about make for mind stretching sight
They are star like cosmic almost celestial light
They are inspiring but not cause fright
To the senses of mind eye they are delight
If the motion and time can inspire the soul
Motion of time in continuity is beyond all control
The cosmos it trying to reach your soul
To give you keys to its soul
The continuity and discontinuity each is a basic thing
The absolute value of non existence same thing
Than what is the power behind theory of everything?
And what would it be if with reference to final essence of soul there was theory of everything
Her hair looks and smells like strawberry
Her smile lights up the world like spring sun
Sun that plays shadows with her skin
Skin smooth like surface of a pearl
I love to see her smile but I hate to see her cry
Even though at that time she is beautiful too
Her tears are light of full moon
Reflected in morning dew
But what is truly unforgettable is her gaze
Deeper then the vastest sea
Deeper then endless space
Deeper then time itself
Brighter then prairie set a blaze during the night
Those eyes with their mesmerizing beauty bring delight
They are as deep as final theory of everything
With reference to soul of souls
"The totality
with reference to the time
from starting to the end
of wishes, desires and passions is called life"
For 'music to my pen' contest - (Poem about Edith Piaf with reference to the song ''no
regrets'' and her autobiography)
Sat up,
Listening to sparrow.
Her every single word.
Loosing my memories.
Each night hoping,
That I might,
One day remember.
Rested head,
Did you hear her?
Each breathe a diamond.
Roughly cut out of love.
Never enough.
Her tears my lullaby.
Oh how I wish,
I could have been,
Her ever lasting spot light,
A warming blanket.
As the suns dimmed fast,
I know she feels the cold.
''No regrets'', I hear echo
''To hell with the past!''
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