Day: December 30, 2017

Read my blog and save money

IMG_0020Now I have got 9,000 posts so  if you dip into them it could save you buying books and magazines.What I’d like is if it makes you happy and it makes you write  or do a creative activity

Our honeymoon in Korea was divine

There was a  young lady from Barnet
Who wore no  damn clothes, just a hairnet
When she was asked  why
She said,I’m a spy
I write on my skin or the carpet

There was a young lady from Leeds
Who was prone to be too hard to please
When her lover shed tears
She just disappeared
She had asthma and thought it a wheeze.

I knew an old cove from Japan
Whose clock was too fast for  a man
We gave him a phone
So he could go roam
To someplace where ladies  made jam

Our honeymoon in Korea was  divine
The earth rocked for us every time
Yet since we got back
And got into the sack
The earthquakes lack reason or rhyme

Mystical experience

A beam of light passed through my eyes

  • And showed to me a world disguised
  • So near,yet far,we do not see,
    Unless by gift of grace redeemed.That world is full of peace and calm
    It’s colours mingle like a balm
    In such a moment all thought dies
    Revealing Love which underlies.

    Colours caress my naked eyes.
    Sunlight blesses new designs.
    I stand enthralled,and do not wish
    For one delight,other than this.

    My breath slows down, and filled with joy,
    I rove my eyes with bliss to toy.
    Everything is just itself.
    This is now my living wealth.

    Beneath the noise of city traffic,
    This mellow joy,love soporific,
    This depth and peace, is always near
    When we choose Love and turn from fear

The unknown one who lives in me

Come back to me,my sweetheart

Don’t leave me all alone.

Come back to me,my darling

I can’t believe  you’ve gone.

I’m  crying  ‘cos I’m feeling blue again.

I’m  crying’cos I’m falling like a stone.

 

Oh, let me tempt you with my beauty

And my voice forever young.

Let me tempt you with my spirit

My laughter and my songs.

I’m crying ‘cos I never did you wrong.

I’m crying ‘cos with you I would belong.

 

I thought maybe I’d follow,

To see where you have gone

But there’s a  hand upon this tiller

That is not mine alone.

I’m crying ‘cos I wrote this old blue song.

I’m crying ‘cos we’ve been apart too long.

 

The hand upon my tiller

The mystery of the dark

The unknown one who lives in me

And sings like a skylark.

I’m singing ‘cos I wrote you a new song.

I’m singing ‘cos  with music we belong.

I am weak yet fear no holy wrath 2

Midway down the cliff I shiver  ledged
No  guard  rail to  stop me falling off
And there I’m  stuck and  fear to breathe or budge

Of my world, I ‘ve reached the   final edge
The cliff is wet, the sea is wild and rough
Round the cliff, there is a narrow ledge

I cannot see enough to rightly judge
I must guess by watching green sea froth
As here I am fast stuck and  fear to budge

I will move  before the waves out-snatch
Lest in the ocean I am cruelly tossed
From the cliff  on fearsome narrow ledge

Now the demons,gulls and  merlins watch
For human souls who are both here and lost
Here I’m stranded and I  fear to budge

What is round the corner on my path?
I am weak yet fear no holy wrath
Round the cliff, there is a narrow ledge
On that I risk a  move; I cannot lodge

Take hold of the tiller

Sometimes it’s good to feel bad
Sometimes  we rightly feel sad
Let it all float by you
Decide what you have to do
No,you are not going mad.

 

Life has its upside and down
Sometimes a lover may frown
Take hold of the tiller
Wild sea will not kill you
Nor will the study called brown

Let your own partner feel blue
It’s not all the fault of just you
Their life is half private
Don’t try to deny it
We all have a soul to renew.

Do not try

My first drawing

The title may sound odd  especially to a Westerner.All our childhood we are exhorted to work harder at school.

Could try harder

is a phrase written on many children’s  school reports.Wasn’t it horrible getting those reports.I once got,Fairly good at times,for my art report…:)

However “trying” is often an attempt to do something the wrong way.We can’t do everything by willpower.All we can do is to be attentive.And relaxing helps with this and also with depression which many creative people suffer from.They think it is neccessary to suffer,but is it?Try the relaxation methods below or listen to music.Ideas will flow in  by themselves after you do this.I find it helps me.Also I find accepting depression may lead us to learning any lessons that out unconscious is sending to us.Depression makes us stop and learn.

http://www.allaboutdepression.com/relax/

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