Month: December 2015

Alfred stole the food

Alfred found  a bag of food;

Dried shapes drive  this cat  to brood

Alfred used his sharpest claws

And broke the cover with his paws

So now he’s in a very mellow mood

 

The aftermath of life

I might say we live in the aftermath of the Cold War

So many other wars have been desired and been granted since then.

There’s something in the nature of civilisation

That  has made this inevitable

So I read.

The masters have freedom to invent and to create

The masses are slaves

Made more comfortable by TV and other soothers.

Think you are an individual?

Then try to leave a hospital before the doctors and managers decide you are ready

Intriguingly, those who do live longer than the passive.

Try to be old and untidy and “Carers”     will be supplied

Who can throw out all your books to make dusting easier.

If you can afford a large house,naturally you can have a library

Otherwise you  are a “Compulsive book buyer”

Economics determines your mental health in other ways

Science,how can it be science when they can’t experiment?

They just want the glow of numbers to make them superior.

The aftermath of work  is leisure,if you can afford it.

The aftermath of sex depends on many things and leads to others.

From pregnancy to death is not so far even now.

The aftermath of Xmas is debt,divorce or disappointment.

Unless you are of the spiritual type.

Then it could be hubris.

 

 

Aftermath is MW word of the day

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Definition

1 : a second-growth crop

2 : consequence, result 

3 : the period immediately following a usually ruinous event

Examples

It was almost noon before I felt ready to face the aftermath of the previous night’s festivities, and to begin cleaning up.

“In the aftermath of World War II, Tupperware parties became a popular compromise between the jobs many [American women] had grown accustomed to while American men were fighting overseas and their re-entrenched domestic obligations as wives and mothers.” — Schuyler Velasco, The Christian Science Monitor, 31 Aug. 2015

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Aftermath dates to the late 1400s and was originally an agricultural term. Its two parts are transparent—but only if you’re familiar with an ancient word math that is now used only in British dialectal English and that means “a mowing of a grass or hay crop” and also refers to the crop that is gathered. The original aftermath came, of course, after the math: it was historically the crop of (usually) grass cut, grazed, or plowed under after the first crop of the season from the same soil. It wasn’t until the mid-late 1600s that aftermath developed its other meanings, both of which are now far more common than the fi

To look upon your countenance

To look upon your countenance is all that I desire

To sit with you and hold your hand by this red winter fire

But you are so far away,I do not recognise

The features once so dear to me, and those   soft green blue eyes.

 

You had a merry cheerful soul and loved all your friends

You may have loved your enemies,to wit I’ll not descend.

I heard your voice one morning late,I heard you clear your throat.

I hastened down the stairs  and found that old brown winter coat.

 

I put the coat near to me and felt salt tears  slip down

They ran across my face and dripped onto  that  old coat brown

The memories seem too few,my dear,though we had happy times.

And now I must be going and  I’ll finish off this  rhyme.

 

So  many years  a part of me,the hole with sorrow filled.

I’ll sit and gaze at these bare trees until my heart is stilled

Goodbye,goodbye , goodbye my love my dearest one.

I’ll try to start my life again,accepting that you’re gone.

 

Countenance: the definition

Cat

I have got  utter love from a cat

He sleeps with his head on my foot

Do you think that is sensible

Or indefensible

When we can all smell a rat.?

 

I’ll show you some pictures tomorrow

I just took them with c 101

They come out quite well

As I cannot tell

A  camera from my old phone.noran

 

Ignorant of these arts I have bought

A missing manual of sorts

Digital photography

Serial monogamy

I love you with the whole of my heart.

My history’s suffused with it

I am going to marry the postman

As soon as his wife runs away.

It might be tomorrow

What bliss and what horror.

But  it certainly won’t be today

 

 

I think I shall keep my own name

Despite what the postman might say.

For I’ve got so used to this

My history’s suffused with it.

Post me a prayer for today

 

 

 

What God endowed the owl with such excess

The owl can see with wide and narrow view

Focuses both poets and artists knew.
The broad sweep on the canvas makes a place
Where details and designs can have their space.
What God endowed the owl with such excess;
When all her progeny enjoy such bliss?
I think, where is the snake with frightening hiss?
What startling accident created this?
Eagles,hawks and owls must kill to eat.
No blandishments nor kindness make them sweet.
What God could make an Eden this deceit;
Where lambs are snatched up while their mothers bleat
So God himself destroys to fill his leisure
Such fearsome revelations show his measure.

.And Emile can’t change his name because it will change his personality.

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  • Stan had eaten too much pizza because he was ravenous from doing the washing. and hanging it up on the mulberry tree in his long garden Now he felt lazy and haphazardly fey and other worldly and liable to have visions..Now and then he saw an angel whom he called Yael in his home.But having looked up the real woman  Yael on a website he realised she was not a very nice woman unlike his dear wife Mary.So he was planning a new name for the angel with her permissiom
  • Do you mind if I change your name,he enquired gently when Yael came in through the French window.
    Well,what to? Yael asked him familiarly
    How about Ysabel? Stan offered.It’s got just an extra b and s.
    Or how about,Sybael?
    You seem fond of b and s, the angel answered in confusion.
    It was just mere chance,said Stan somewhat defensively.
    Ok I’ll take Sybael,the angel said loudly .
    I want to change my name too, said Emile the cat of Stan.
    How about Mebiles or Melibes or Eimbles….
    I don’t know, pouted the cat haughtily.
    How about Semile,said Stan.Though it has no letter b in it, he bragged.
    They all pondered quietly as the sun shone in through the window and made a lovely lacy pattern on the wall.
    In came Mary,Stan’s sweet old wife and his computer aided extension too.
    You are very quiet,she murmured.What’s going on here ?
    We are tring to find a new name for Emile,Stan told her as Sybael waved her wings about.
    It seems very draughty in here,Mary said.And Emile can’t change his name because it will change his personality.
    I didn’t know I had a personality,the little cat purred.
    It is what is most characteristic of you.For example, if you always hurt those you love then you have a cruel personality or you have got diabetes.Some people want love but they are too harsh and demanding.
    So true,Stan added pensively.
    Anyway,I have some awfully strange news,Mary went on.
    You just won’t believe this but Dorothy Grey who lives at the bottom of the hill has just had a heart attack.
    How come
    She had an online love relationship with a rather peculiar but intriguing and clever elderly man who turned out to be a sadist in disguise.So when she ended it he flew over and attacked her with an air gun and some cat’s claws which he had bought from a cat market
    Is he a wizard,asked Emile.
    No, he flew on a stolen magic carpet from Persia.
    Persian carpets,I’d love one here said the cat greedily
    Actually it’s a kind of plane,said Stan.
    How boring ,said Mary angrily.
    Anyway Dorothy was so shocked her arteries spasmed and she is in A and E now on morphine,she added…
    What a shame that she got that instead of a spasm elsewhere….Stan muttered thinking of Freud.
    But who’d have sex with such a horrible old man? Mary asked.
    An equally horrible old woman,maybe? Stan riposted.
    Any way it all goes to show the dangers of online love, he informed the room.
    It’s not real love,is it, because in real love the other person is as important to you as yourself.Mary said theologically.
    Well. now Eros is a kind of love,too.But many old men just want their washing done and a companion.Eros has departed from their world.
    Sybael smiled and then flew out of the window.
    What was that noise, said Mary anxiously.
    Just an angel’s wings,said Stan quietly
    If only Dorothy had seen an angel instead of that harsh old man she might be much better now.Mary mused.But not everyone can see them.Their world seems full of horrible old men and beautiful young women
    Emile winked at Stan and then ran out to chase a butterfly amongst the scented tulips.. there were lots of angels there every day but only he knew.
    Angels don’t like big modern cities but they like old abbeys and cathedrals and places where such things used to be before post modernist architecture took over.
    And cat’s claws are not meant for scratching your loved ones either.And online dating should be avoided except with atheists and agnostics.They are less judgemental about women’s place and roles.It’s strange how harsh many religious people are.Harsh and unforgiving.But so are many atheists

A gnostical twinge.

I went to the doctor to grouse.

As I seemed to have lost my own spouse.

Don’t be concerned

You haven’t been spurned.

And let me be blunt,he’s a louse.

 

I said,is there a shampoo not too dear

To wash such men out of one’s hair?

No,it’s a  decision,

Without any contrition,

Never, ever try to be fair.

 

I said,doctor I was born to be blonde

And of my hair I am reasonably  fond.

But my husband has strayed

And I’m not a maid

If you think so,then you have been conned.

 

You lie for your hair has gone white

Yet it looks blonde by that neon light.

Your skin looks quite pale

Keep out of all gales.

I hope that you will soon be alright.

 

Well,white hair is currently in vogue

And spectacles are a la mode.

But you are much too thin

To keep a mobile  phone in

Your brassiere as its  general abode.

 

 

Nobody mentions the plus

Of having a very large bus’

You can store stuff in the cleavage

I  can hardly believe it

Please don’t let  the church make a fuss.

 

For Christianity has a Gnostical tinge

On which numerous saints have over- binged

The flesh is  a danger

As is sex with a stranger.

This is certainly far beyond the fringe.

 

 

 

 

 

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I cavilled at the cost

My love brought me a rosebud

Yet I cavilled at the cost.

My  love brought me a silken coat

But soon the coat was lost.

No gift he gave,no offering

Did I appreciate.

So he now calls me Nasty Cat

When once I was sweet Kate

Cavil

ˈkav(ə)l/
verb
verb: cavil; 3rd person present: cavils; past tense: cavilled; past participle: cavilled; gerund or present participle: cavilling; past tense: caviled; past participle: caviled; gerund or present participle:caviling
  1. 1.
    make petty or unnecessary objections.
    “they cavilled at the cost”
    synonyms: complain, carp, grumble, moan, grouse, grouch,whine, bleat, find fault with, quibble about, niggle about; More
noun
noun: cavil; plural noun: cavils
  1. 1.
    a petty or unnecessary objection.
Origin
mid 16th century: from French caviller, from Latin cavillari, from cavilla ‘mockery’.

Dr Brown gave me some pills

Dr Brown gave me some pills

For I need to heal my ills.

But God  it is who rules us yet

And so with him I have to sweat.

 

Now on my fifth week of drugs

Maybe  what I need is hugs.

But my cat’s arms are  far too short,

So with him I can’t cavort.

 

Hence I have to buy a snake.

I am reluctant for to take

A  slimy creature into bed

We’ll both lie on the floor instead.

 

Yet I feel I’d like a lion.

Take me now,oh Lord,to Zion.

A lion   may get a thorny paw

As Daniel in the Bible saw.

 

So if I aid this sleeping lion

He will hug me, am I lying?

When he wakes he may eat me.

Better make a pot of tea.

 

 

Bread and butter,fish and chips

No  surprise I have big hips.

I hope these new pills will aid me.

I think I’ll know by Saturday.

 

For my urinary tract

With jewelled lights must now be packed

Oh,Lord save my kidneys   health

Or I’ll be with you   with my wealth.

 

 

Transitions

I know that's how death will come,
Suddenly flying into another orbit
when you are photographing flowers.
It's not a gentle transition.
No-one will know where you've gone.
One step wrong and you're
off the high wire
And plunging into the no safety net.
Flying for a while;
Jumping into hyperspace,spinning electrons
Startle your grey eyes.
Transiting the new black sun
You're on a double gold helix,
Spider on your web,
Knitting furiously
Into the future heaven on gossamer wings.
Butterfly goodbye,I'm off to see the stars.
And the black holes.No-one will come with me.
I'm shaking off,evaporating into mist.
I'm a flying saucer on a circus mission.
I can't say no to a new invitation.
Make it fast and break with tradition.
Time is passing smoothly till that break
In the music,I've been transmuted into a different key
someone else will play me on their violin
I'm a tune,
I'm a thought,
I'm a whisper in your vision.
Goodbye,darling.I'm under orders
Ready to leave for my performance
On the electric carpet.
Death dancing to a tune on a violoncello,
Arpeggionne sonata
i'm playing your words upside down
In a new foreign translation,
Accompanied by solo artists,ice cracking
I'm going in.It's too sudden.
I'm flying.
Spinning faster to amuse the clowns,
too many ups and no downs.
I'm going right out of orbit
I've broken the pull of gravity,
And fly with pure equanimity
Into my future life,
I'm off at some moment,
An instant ,a crack,a loud smack.
That was me passing.

Arctic sea

I dreamed that I swam in a silvery sea
Like mercury from the school lab
and around me were gathered uncountable swans
Looking both regal and sad.
Then one floated over and sang to me
In a voice that was mellow and clear
"I've consulted extensively with all of the swans
And you definitely should not be here"


I wondered where I was meant to swim
If i could not swim with these swans,
Till I found myself flat in the back of a car
With a pleasingly attractive young man!
Soon I found I was pregnant with three sets of 
twins
I was feeling remarkably sanguine.
Till my handsome young lover came back to my side
Along with a rather large penguin.

At 3.33am I woke myself up 
I was laughing so much I was shaking.
When I fell back to sleep,so quick and so deep,
The penguin was still patiently waiting!
I am afraid I don't recall much more,
My mind was so full of glee;
but when I found some ice by my bed the next day
I remembered that great Arctic Sea

Winter Solstice

Wind-powered  rippling branches catch my eye

 

Outlined against the grey and  sinking  clouds

My cat is stretched immobile  where he lies

On last night’s paper, he his weight allows

 

No frost has come to emphasis the  night

Nor snow to cover ugly roads and cars.

Nor to  tune into  the squawking neon lights

Which decorate our  pavements  for long hours.

I wait in silence for the birth of Christ.

Born  in time  into eternal snow.

The stars gazed down to see Wise Men arrive.

And shepherds with their sheep made progress slow.

Our salvation lies in nature and new birth.

As angels ever dance in gracious mirth

Prophylaxis

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[proh-fuh–lak-sis, prof-uh-]
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noun
1.

Medicine/Medical.

  1. the preventing of disease.
  2. the prevention of a specific disease, as bystudying the biological behavior, transmission,etc., of its causative agent and applying aseries of measures against it.
2.

prophylactic treatment, as the cleaning of theteeth by a dentist or dental hygienist.
Origin of prophylaxis
Greek
1835-1845

1835-45; < New Latin < Greek pro- pro-2+ phýlaxis awatching, guarding, equivalent to phylak- (base of phylássein to guard) + -sis -sis

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Based on the Random House Dictionary, © Random House, Inc. 2015.
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Examples from the Web for prophylaxisExpand
Historical Examples

  • These studies in pathogenesis and etiology are fundamentally necessary for the development of arational therapy and prophylaxis.

    A Psychiatric Milestone Various

  • The prophylaxis of yellow-fever is suggested bymeans of static electricity.

    Makers of Electricity Brother Potamian

  • Richet gave the name anaphylaxis (no protection) tothis phenomenon to distinguish it from immunity orprophylaxis (protection).

    The Fundamentals of Bacteriology Charles Bradfield Morrey

  • Only in this way is the prophylaxis of arteriosclerosispossible.

    Arteriosclerosis and Hypertension: Louis Marshall Warfield

  • In prophylaxis of the family the first indication is tostop the production of degenerates.

    Degeneracy Eugene S. Talbot

  • prophylaxis of the habit is an ethical question that wecan scarcely do justice to here.

    Psychotherapy James J. Walsh

  • The prophylaxis of disease is in Alexanders opinionthe important part of the physicians duty.

    Medieval Medicine James J. (James Joseph) Walsh

  • prophylaxis of degeneracy in the individual shouldcommence with the birth of the child.

    Degeneracy  Eugene S. Talbot

  • The Army regulations as to prophylaxis and theintroduction of intoxicants into camps were strictlyand honestly enforced.

    Some War-time Lessons Frederick P. (Frederick Paul) Keppel

  • There is a passage, also, almost more interesting withregard to prophylaxis of rupture of the perineum.

    Old-Time Makers of Medicine James J. Walsh
British Dictionary definitions for prophylaxis

prophylaxis

/ˌprɒfɪˈlæksɪs/
noun

1.

the prevention of disease or control of itspossible spread

Grief:the origins

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ɡriːf/
noun
noun: grief
  1. 1.
    intense sorrow, especially caused by someone’s death.
    “she was overcome with grief”
    antonyms: joy
    • an instance or cause of intense sorrow.
      plural noun: griefs
      “time heals griefs and quarrels”
  2. 2.
    informal
    trouble or annoyance.
    “the police gave us constant grief at the match”
Origin
Middle English: from Old French grief, from grever ‘to burden’ (seegrieve1).

Norway

Try  to  do it Norway

Think of ice and snow and cuddling up.

It’s sweet in Norway,

With fires and brandy for to sup.

Welcome Norway.

Think of summer  when the sun don’t dip

And the sin don’t stop .

Well, they have to make up

Norway, I love you.

It’s my ancestral home and so I flop.

 

Any bad grammar ‘s  deliberate

So please forgive her it.

 

Bedankt voor ye  briefke

I don’t believe ya.

 

Be the first to hate this

My doctor  has very warm hands

They feel like they’ve been in hot sands.

He has good circulation

And fine gesticulation.

Soon he will start up a band.

 

For he needs much more money to pay

The lady who sits there all day

She answers the phone

In her celestial tone.

It’s enough to drive grown men to pray.

 

And then there’s the nurse who removes

Stitches and stones from one’s hooves.

She needs  a good wage

To pay for her gauge

To measure the width of our grooves.

The inner sea which has its flow

Ante mortem let us trust
For in the grave we turn to dust.
Yet while  in life the poor are cursed
Our treatment post mortem is just.

The worms and beetles care no more
For the rich than for the poor.
They are happy to devour
Bankers,despots,every hour.

Ante mortem, greed does win.
Houses built of gold and sin.
But God,who lives in each within,
Cares no more for gold than tin

If post mortem we are judged
Why does the rich person grudge?
Why do we refuse to budge
Right until that final nudge?

Throw away your heavy goods
Live like daisies by the woods..
Fear not hurricane nor floods
Bright daises grow even in mud.

More dependent on all power,
We trust in madmen's city towers.
Yet  we were told to live like flowers...
And enjoy  this life for an hour.

Perception is no privilege.
We each have the wits to judge.
See and note where you have smudged
What your creation would allege.

Post and ante, even now
The currents of our hearts allow...
The inner sea which has its flow
To take us where we need to go.

Be yourself

If you imitate me you will not be whom you were made to be.I know it all and then some.So do as I say and be yourself.If not be someone else.The choice is boors.Or is it ours?

Never eat fried bread for tea.Let the tea do it itself.

Always march on a tempting stomach.

I am going for acupuncture tomorrow as my bike needs  it.

Don’t sleep tonight.Read my hand.It’s got more lines than the Bible.