The sky is stark, the air is cool and still
The black cat’s run, the birds unfold all day
I sit down here and with my totty pray
Ye cast o’ foolish thoughts, you raped my will
. We’ve each enraged the bureaucratic mill.
Oh frigid purse, I never meant to pay!
The sky ‘s a-spark, the air is warm and shrill
The saturnine demoted knelled their way
With this feathered pounce, my sample quill,
I cite the cheque and date it for next May.
Oh, tit for cat, the tiger’s bed ‘s astray.
Yer life is settled by a harlot’s will
The sky ‘s a shark, the air is sharper still.
Day: June 21, 2020
The heartfelt gaze, the love, the marriage banns
The heartfelt gaze, the hand that helped me stand
The energy, the concentration
The feet on earth, the head in the beyond
The body noone else would understand
The heartfelt gaze, the warmth within his hands
The person for whom I, still arid,long
The heartfelt gaze, the mind intact,unbanned
The fury and the consternation
The heartfelt gaze, the love, the marriage banns
Oh cruel the others’ eye, the Cross, the end
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Your piercing eye
Your hands were warm , your inner fire burned bright
Your piercing eye was also deep and blue
As if inside there glowed deep flames of light
You could see and feel what poets wrote
Your hands were warm,your mind and heart burned bright
I wonder if you’d felt what others sought
Though you are no more, you haunt my view
Your heart was warm, the fires of love were bright
Your piercing eye, a hawk, an eagle too
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I think Stan is having a nervous breakdown
I think Stan is having a nervous breakdown.He hasn’t cleaned the windows for a week and he says he hates the vista.
I know this vista well and to a cat it’s quite intriguing,though we have better vision..
He says he can’t do a back up…why can’t he park up front ?
Now he says there’s a virus in here.Well,I’ve seen some beetles on You Tube but not a single virus….
He says the touchpad needs freezing………….well,it won’t fit in our freezer;it’s full of kippers.My pads are still ok despite my climbing trees.
Now he’s shouting “Bugs” at the computer but so far it’s not replied.
I said it’s time for coffee,to which he replied:
“To be or not to be”
So I said,”Measure for measure.”
Then he leered nastily
So I said,
I want to change sex for my name is Cordelia.
He said,you’ve got your own blog now,Emile.
I said,Lend me your ear.
He said,You have two already!
So I said,Much ado about nothing.
He said,Are you barking?
I whispered,It’s a dog.
He said,Persuade me.
So then I barked and he passed out on that old chair.
We’re waiting for the ambulance now…
Then we’re off to see
Timon of Athens
or was it
Timor of Athens?
It’s all Greek to me.
It could be Hebrew…the concept appeals to me.
Was it Aramaic they spake?
One image is worth a thousand words.
My horse,my horse,My king came for a horse.
Some have funny habits!
Thank you,Henry 4 that.
Willy will you wink for me tonight?
Emile wants a drink with you tonight.
How my heart sings 