Emile’s diary:why do humans have lips?

A cat ponders

I’m sitting under the coffee table.By rights I should be given some
cafe au lait in a traditional French style wide cup with a silver brim
plus a matching saucer.
I am shocked that Stan has never asked me to partake
.I need a coffee break..it’s hard work spying all day!
And gamblimg all night
I heard Anne talking on her mobile while Stan
was looking for the graph paper.
She must be talking to another woman….
she said she’s just bought some
Revlon light reflectinhg primer lotion
to put under her  sun beige mousse foundation.
Ye Gods,it sounds as if she’s painting the wall.
She was moaning she can’t afford Lancome  de Berlin
et Paris any more.Mousse foundation..that sounds tasty!
She wants some heather coloured lipstick
but she couldn’t find any.
She’s put a new one on anyway
and Stan came in to give his opinion:
Congratulations,Anne.
You have found lipstick that’s exactly the same colour as your own lip .
She was mortified.Choosing lipstick is not easy
Well,it makes me glad to be a cat…we have no need
for skin products  and we have no lips as such.
Why do humans have lips?Is it mainly for kissing?
And perfume………we like the natural odours
but I’ve never seen Stan go up and sniff Annie’s nether regions..
.though I admit I took a sniff and she smells very intriguing..
. probably some musk she’s bought in Boots or Woolworths
I envy Stan in a way.Because I’d like to kiss Anne
but my lips are too small….I could lick hers
with my little raspy tongue!How wicked is that?
Maybe if she falls asleep i’ll have a go.
I love that woman so..
A cat may look at a king,but can he lick a lady’s lips?
Well, I must go and take a walk around my territory
and sniff out who’s about….face primer.
What next.Paint stripper? What a waste of time and money.
I could be chasing dandelion clocks round the garden and so could she.

Leaning down I see your face.

English: Wayland Smithy in Autumn Taken in a l...

English: Wayland Smithy in Autumn Taken in a late Autumn. A carpet of leaves making the ancient monument glow (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

After summer’s sultry flowers,
We get autumn showers.

Winds that blow.
Leaves that glow.
Nature’s wealth is ours.

Harvest grain and harvest corn.
All our food from earth is born.

Warmth of sun-
Ripeness come-
Fruits and nuts adorn.

Trees are turning red and gold
In the glancing sun.

Leaning down I see your face.
Autumn love has come.

Sometimes Love

London in autumn
London in autumn
Abstract blue
Joy in life

 Sometimes sun  shines in September

Sometimes sky is brilliant blue

Sometimes sun shines in September,

Sometimes I remember you.

Sometimes love comes in September,

Sometimes there’s this final chance.

Sometimes love comes, so remember

Such affairs are happenstance.

Sometimes love comes down in sunshine.

Sometimes love comes down in rain

Sometimes love comes in September.

Sometimes love pains us again.

            More wine in the water…. please

What fearsome God

 

6255489_f520How gently,sweetly softly flowers pose,
Carnation,orchid ,daffodil and rose.
For their intricate petals form a shield
Yet bees with striped force shall make them yield.
Appearances, both natural or contrived,
Mixed with the wiles of men and women thrive.
As knowing not, we pluck the apple rare
And bite its flesh,with teeth we love to bare.
We too deceive the innocent who pass
Not seeing watchers hid behind the glass.
The windows break,the dark earth quakes;
Seized is the maid and he her virtue takes.
Beneath the surface,force and fierceness thrive.
What fearsome, burning God directs our live

Beware the man

No woman ever can be what he dreams

Nor can she give him comfort on the road.

Yet every night he plots and thinks and schemes.

And rarely does he ever go abroad.

No food he eats will satisfy his tongue.

The best wine is as naught to mother’s milk.

He grumbles and will not admit to wrong.

I‘ve known more men than him of this same ilk.

No bed can be the right one for his sleep.

No sheets and pillows suit his wary skin.

He often has made gentle maidens weep

Crying out they’re fat or boney thin.’

Beware the man who never can adapt

For in own lone wishes he is trapped

Winnow

dandelionWinnow is Merriam Webster’s word of the day
 Definition verb

1 :to remove (as chaff) by a current of air;also : to free (as grain) from waste in this manner
2 :
to remove, separate, or select as if by winnowing
3 :
to narrow or reduce
4 :
to blow on or fan

Examples

The search committee is finding it extremely difficult to winnow the list of job applicants down to five; many of them are highly qualified and very desirable.

“The Washington Post’s 10th annual Beer Madness—a bracketed taste-off that willwinnow 32 craft brews down to a single champion—is approaching….” — The Washington Post, 10 Feb. 2016

Did You Know?

Beginning as windwian in Old English, winnow first referred to the removal of chaff from grain by a current of air. This use was soon extended to describe the removal of anything undesirable or unwanted (a current example of this sense would be “winnowing out outdated information”). People then began using the word for the selection of the most desirable elements (as in “winnowing out the true statements from the lies”). The association of winnow with the movement of air led to the meaning “to beat with or as if with wings,” but that use is rare enough that it is found only in Merriam-Webster Unabridged. The word’s last meaning (“to blow on or fan”) blew in at the turn of the 19th century.