F

Hello Mary what are you doing today?

•  it was Annie, Stan’s  mistress when he was alive. Quite what her status was now is hard to imagine. However she remained on friendly terms with Mary and indeed  had helped Mary a good deal while she was grieving,mainly by being present in an understanding manner  not to mention making frequent cups of tea

 I’m going to see the Pope in Rome Mary cried out

 Are you being sarcastic, ironic, or have you gone mad? Annie  replied

Well I was trying to be sarcastic but I am not very good at it yet but I hope to improve as time goes by because research shows being sarcastic improveyour creativity

But can you be sure which part of your life will become more creative Annie ask her thoughtfully

 For example you might become more creative in the way you trying to attract men

 Well that would not be difficult said Mary as I do nothing to try to attract  them at the moment and on the other hand it could be rather time-consuming

 Would it improve my ability to write in a creative manner or to be more creative in what I cook

 I have no idea Annie  told her. the only problem is is that if you practice on me it might affect our friendship

 You are far too  childish Mary told her. Is that sarcastic?

 Tell me, the ex mistress of your ancient husband

 What do you mean ancient he was only 23”

 23 what? said Annie?
Are we being sarcastic?

  Well if we can’t  know the answer then we are not being sarcastic because I am sure we would realise if we were

 I am glad you  can express yourself in such a brief manner

 What have briefs got to do with it?

 I just found a bag full of dry ones and I have been Folding them  and  putting them into the draw.er

 Do you mean knickers?

 Yes I do but I couldn’t remember the name

 You’re pulling my leg

 No I’m not I’m nowhere near your leg

 Don’t tell me that you are not familiar with the expression meaning that you are joking

 Why do you assume I am not familiar with anything?

 I am giving you the benefit of the  doubt

 Doubt is a very dangerous State of Mind

 Shall I wear the pink knickers or the blue ones I spend  all morning trying to decide so it is best not to doubt anything but to believe that what you do must be correct and everybody else is wrong

 That’s alright as long as you’re not stealing people’s husbands

 If they can be stolen so easily  what does that tell us about the state of the marriage?
nothing nothing at all, men are so easily beguiled that is in the best of marriages they’re not be enough to keep them faithful  for ever

 Don’t be so horrible
I was trying to be sarcastic
Should it not come naturally  like  loving

 What kind of  loving do you mean?If you mean physical loving it doesn’t always come naturally to  human beings’many couples go for help in having a baby and the doctor discovers but they didn’t realise what sex was

 They thought by sleeping in the same bed the wife will get pregnant

 It seems very hard to believe but compared to thinking about Donald Trump

 and his lies it is nothing
Shall I put the kettle on  said Mary

 That is sarcastic Annie said  because you know that I always put it on when I am here
it is more like dropping hints  Mary cried
All these things are very hard for scientists. you don’t solve mathematical problems by dropping a hint nor does anyone drop hints  to you whereas  in interpersonal relationships it is very important to be able to drop hintd and to be able to take hints when they’re dropped in front of you
Mathematics and physics much easier than everyday life because they contain no sarcasm no irony and no hints whatsoever
I wonder if Wittgenstein would agree with you>

 as he is dead we cannot know

 I was just being sarcastic that’s all!

 It seems like that Mary and Annie are going to have to spend much longer  practicing sarcasm before they were able to go outside and be sarcastic to neighbours or Friends

 well Emile’s view is that he will not accept sarcasm from anybody

 he will bite the hand that feeds and in necessary

 because he knows that Mary will forgive him when he apologizes

 

On the other hand it will be easier if  he didn’t bite  anyone As God might be angry  with Emile  for being trying animal to live with

Hello Mary what are you doing today?

•  it was Annie, Stan’s  mistress when he was alive. Quite what her status was now is hard to imagine. However she remained on friendly terms with Mary and indeed  had helped Mary a good deal while she was grieving,mainly by being present in an understanding manner  not to mention making frequent cup see if resumes of tea and putting out the washin

 I’m going to see the Pope in Rome Mary cried out

 Are you being sarcastic, ironic, or have you gone ma? Annie  replied

Well I was trying to be sarcastic but I am not very good at it yet but I hope to improve as time goes by because research shows being sarcastic improveyour creativity

But can you be sure which part of your live will become more creative Annie ask her thoughtfully

 For example you might become more creative in the way you trying to sttact 

 Well that would not be difficult said Mary as I do nothing to try to attract  them at the moment and on the other hand it could be rather time-consuming

 Would it improve my ability to write in a creative manner or to be more creative in what I cook

 I have no idea Annie  told her. the only problem is is that if you practice on me it might affect our friendship

 You are far too  childish Mary told her. Is that sarcastic?

 Tell me, the ex mistress of your ancient husband

 What do you mean ancient he was only 23”

 23 what? said Annie?
Are we being sarcastic?

  Well if we can’t  know the answer then we are not being sarcastic because I am sure we would realise if we were

 I am glad you  can express yourself in such a brief manner

 What are briefs got to do with it?

 I just found a bag full of dry ones and I have been Folding them  and  putting them into the draw.er

 Do you mean knickers?

 Yes I do but I couldn’t remember the name

 You’re pulling my leg

 No I’m not I’m nowhere near your leg

 Don’t tell me that you are not familiar with the expression meaning that you are joking

 Why do you assume I am not familiar with anything?

 I am giving you the benefit of the  doubt

 Doubt is a very dangerous State of Mind

 Shall I wear the pink knickers or the blue ones I spend  all morning trying to decide so it is best not to doubt anything but to believe that what you do must be correct and everybody else is wrong

 That’s alright as long as you’re not stealing people’s husbands

 If they can be stolen so easily  what does that tell us about the size of the marriage?
nothing nothing at all, men are so easily beguiled that is in the best of marriages they’re not be enough to keep them faithful  for ever

 Don’t be so horrible
I was trying to be sarcastic
Should it not come naturally  like  loving

 What kind of  loving do you mean?If you mean physical loving it doesn’t always come naturally to  human beings’many couples go for help in having a baby and the doctor discovers but they didn’t realise what sex was

 They thought by sleeping in the same bed the wife will get pregnant

 It seems very hard to believe but compared to thinking about Donald Trump

 and his lies it is nothing
Shall I put the kettle on  said Mary

 That is sarcastic Annie said  because you know that I always put it on when I am here
it is more like dropping hints  Mary cried
All these things are very hard for scientists. you don’t solve mathematical problems by dropping a hint nor does anyone drop hints  to you whereas  in interpersonal relationships it is very important to be able to drop hintd and to be able to take hints when they’re dropped in front of you
Mathematics and physics much easier than everyday life because they contain no sarcasm no irony and no hints whatsoever
I wonder if Wittgenstein would agree with you>

 as he is dead we cannot know

 I was just being sarcastic that’s all!

 It seems like that Mary and Annie are going to have to spend much longer  practicing sarcasm before they were able to go outside and be sarcastic to neighbours or Friends

 well Emile’s view is that he will not accept sarcasm from anybody

 he will bite the hand that feeds and in necessary

 because he knows that Mary will forgive him when he apologizes

 O

On the other hand it will be easier if  he didn’t bite  anyone As God might be angry  with Emile  for being trying animal to live with

It seemed to me my vision and my mind
A template made to put into the world
Brought you into being by my side.

I miss you, love, so slow the seconds wind.
I creep into the space between the words
I made you in my vision and my mind

Is there only chaos, no design?
Are we dust around the spaces whirled?
I bring you into being by these lines

I smell your skin and see your eyes alive
I move my head ,oh you have disappeared
It seems both from my vision and my mind

Why did all the pit props fall down blind?
I crept beneath the coal, with darkness smeared
A person alien to humankind

Where is my death, when it’s no longer feared?
Where is my love when no-one else is here.
I imagined you in vision and in mind
I pulled you into being, which one died?

Now speaks the earth of spring and all its joys.

Now flowers and blossom sooth our eyes.

So happy are the lovers,girls and boys,

As in the fresh green meadows they may lie.

Now speaks the sun and orders us to grow

to open like the flowers to receive love

To let the life within us start to flow.

From blessing rained down on us from above.

Now evert part of nature is in flood

Fresh leaves point down from trees to little nests

The birds are active in this tiny wood

And dwelling on the tree branch breast to breast.

Oh let’s not waste time brooding on black thoughts.

For we may miss the joy which spring has brought

First we had grow your own and now it’s kill it yourself.

We had paint your own pictures then it was draw your own blood.

Make your own bed then stuff your own duvet Cook goose later

We were vegans then we were vegetables.

Breed your own mongrels.

Make love not war

Meet your own neanderthal.

Too true to be perfect

Too saintly to be human.

Too evil to be ignored

The pebbled beach on which we walked at dawn

The sun was dancing singing stone to stone

The sea was pale as silk and gently ran

The tide was coming in, the day began

Why is my memory so deficient here

I remember little but you near

I remember Portland Bill at dusk

The sea was wilder then with many thrusts

Happiness was like a golden shawl

A world like Eden, man before the Fall

Today they say, illusion, I say, no

What matters is where this insight makes you go

The fruits of meditation are its test

May we be generous, may our souls be blessed

2020

---

https://googleads.g.doubleclick.net/pagead/ads?gdpr=1&us_privacy=1—&gdpr_consent=CPaPnRgPaPnRgEsABBENCSCoAP_AAH_AACiQHQpB7T7FbSFCyP55bLsAMAhXRkCEAqQAAASBAmABQAKQIAQCkkAQFASgBAACAAAgICZBAQIMCAgACUABQABAAAEEAAAABAAIIAAAgAEAAAAIAAACAIAAAAAIAAAAEAAAmQhAAIIACAAABAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAgdCgHsLsVtIUJI_GksswAgCFdGQIQCoAAAAIECYAAAApAgBAKQQBAABKAAAAIAACAgJgEBAggACAABQAFAAEAAAAAAAAAAAAggAACAAQAAAAgAAAIAgAAAAAgAAAAAAACBCEAAggAIAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAACAAA&addtl_consent=1~2072.70.89.93.108.122.149.2202.162.167.196.2253.241.2299.259.2357.311.317.323.2373.338.358.2415.415.440.449.2506.2526.482.486.494.495.2568.2571.2575.540.574.2677.817.827.864.981.1048.1051.1095.1097.1127.1201.1205.1211.1276.1301.1365.1415.1449.1570.1577.1651.1716.1753.1765.1870.1878.1889&client=ca-pub-3034358392230435&output=html&h=288&slotname=3934225189&adk=3214291132&adf=1403198732&pi=t.ma~as.3934225189&w=346&lmt=1654851807&rafmt=1&psa=0&format=346×288&url=https%3A%2F%2Fwww.poetrysoup.com%2Fpoem%2Fhappiness_is_like_a_golden_shawl_1230283&fwr=1&rpe=1&resp_fmts=3&sfro=1&wgl=1&uach=WyJBbmRyb2lkIiwiMTEuMC4wIiwiIiwibW90byBnMzEodykiLCIxMDIuMC41MDA1Ljk5IixbXSxudWxsLG51bGwsIiIsW1siIE5vdCBBO0JyYW5kIiwiOTkuMC4wLjAiXSxbIkNocm9taXVtIiwiMTAyLjAuNTAwNS45OSJdLFsiR29vZ2xlIENocm9tZSIsIjEwMi4wLjUwMDUuOTkiXV0sZmFsc2Vd&dt=1654851807682&bpp=22&bdt=681&idt=22&shv=r20220608&mjsv=m202206060101&ptt=9&saldr=aa&abxe=1&cookie=ID%3Dee204b8cb54eee79-22532d01f8d3004c%3AT%3D1654665706%3ART%3D1654665706%3AS%3DALNI_Mb7ht5sSTdRZ-VAOKkk_ytPoWgFFQ&prev_fmts=0x0%2C346x288&nras=1&correlator=4349160444112&frm=20&pv=1&ga_vid=1979707874.1654665699&ga_sid=1654851808&ga_hid=1463885236&ga_fc=1&u_tz=60&u_his=1&u_h=768&u_w=346&u_ah=768&u_aw=346&u_cd=24&u_sd=3.125&dmc=4&adx=0&ady=1678&biw=346&bih=608&scr_x=0&scr_y=0&eid=44759876%2C44759927%2C44759837%2C44763506%2C42531557%2C31067527&oid=2&pvsid=410602313896522&pem=74&tmod=428890520&uas=0&nvt=1&ref=https%3A%2F%2Fwww.poetrysoup.com%2Fmember_area%2Fmy_poems.aspx&eae=0&fc=1920&brdim=0%2C0%2C0%2C0%2C346%2C0%2C346%2C608%2C346%2C608&vis=1&rsz=%7C%7CoeEbr%7C&abl=CS&pfx=0&fu=128&bc=31&ifi=3&uci=a!3&btvi=1&fsb=1&xpc=fnfGX8wCIG&p=https%3A//www.poetrysoup.com&dtd=248

---

Post Comments

Here are 15 ways to look like you’re living large without overspending.

1. Eliminate monthly subscriptions.
2. Shop for new insurance.
3. Buy used items.
4. Rent, don’t own.
5. Purchase at the right time.
6. Buy high-quality products.
7. Barter.
8. Choose low-cost experiences.

More items…

https://money.usnews.com › articles

15 Tips for Living Frugally Without Looking Cheap – US News Money

Feedback

And in the line of hills, our love is traced

We take our  time and feel no need for haste
And this create an opening for grace

Can I get a death certificate before I die?

That is hard as we won’t know the cause.

My heart is weak..

You might get run over

Putin may drop the bomb

You might fall down a drain

There are hundreds of ways you may die.

What a shame we only die once.

Mary went into town to collect her new giasses from Specdivers.Choosing frames was hard but this time she had done it quickly by taking the first pair she saw to the optometrist
They were almost tortoiseshell suitable for a mathematician who was a former expert on Dirac and many dimensional space
However there were one or two red dots on and Mary liked things whih were slightly unusual as indeed was Dirac.Have you ever met anyone called Dirac?
Me,neither but I like it.Short and sweet as mother used to say
When Mary got home she found Annie waiting in the yellow walled ,red floored kitchen
Here you are, a nice cup of tea, she cried, holding an Art Deco mug out
You sound like a character from Barbara Pym.The latter was their favoutite novelist
Let me see your new glasses
Mary put them on.
Oh,dear Lord, what possessed you?
Why,what’s wrong?
They have red splotches on the front and the sides are pink and white.I’ve never seen anything like this.I might wear them but you need gold frames or old tortoiseshell.
I don’t see the logic in that,Mary cried,although pink and red do clash
And you havea lot of heather coloured clothes.They don’t go with red.What do you think Emile?
Emile sat by the fire glaring at the two women.
We don’t need spectacles, he mewed
No, because all the cats with short sight were eaten by crocodiles,said Mary
What a pity that didn’t happen to humans,Annie mused
Is that a Freudian slip?
No,it’s from Marks and Spencers, Annie whispered
But short sight must be cultural.. it’s since children were taught to read.
Eyes were made for looking for prey and seeing where the stars were in the sky.Not to mention looking for people to mate with.Short sight is useful in bed but not when driving a car., Annie finished
Maybe too much sex in the marriage bed makes your eyes focus too near you.said Mary
Well,you can’t have sex when you are on the other side of the room and the bed would have to be 25 feet wide,Annie retorted.
Well,I suppose the Queen could have a big bed but as she is 93 it may be too late
But she could tell William and Harry…..Mary pondered on this
Well,I like them and they will make me look younger although older ladies with too much makeup on can look sad.
Never mind,said Annie.You can wear them at the weekend
But not at work?
I don’t think so.You might give students the wrong impression.
I would be happy if I had any effect on them!
I’ll come and watch, said Emile.I’ve always loved algebraic topology with the rubber doughnuts and infinitely expandable spaces in ten dimensions
But you can’t read Emile,Annie murmured.How can you know all this?
I listen to Mary when she is practising her lectures ustairs. the cat said joyfully
And to think I thought you were staring at me out of sheer love
Well, that too,murmured Emile
And so will all of us

https://www.vox.com/2015/7/7/8903123/small-talk

Speech says things, but it also does things

We need not get too far in the weeds. At a general level, it’s simply important to remember that every speech act operates on two levels. On one level, it communicates information or ideas. This is the semantic content of the speech, i.e., what the words mean.

On another level, talking is a social behavior. Every speech act is an act, meant not only to communicate something but to do something: reassure, acknowledge, nurture, enjoin, reject, dominate, encourage, or just fill awkward silence. We can think of this as the social function of a speech act. Unlike semantic content, social function cannot be understood in isolation, just by examining the words. Social function depends entirely on context, on tone and body language, on the interpersonal roles being played, on historical and environmental cues. It only makes sense relative to context.

All speech acts operate on both levels, but the ratio of social function to semantic content differs along a continuum. In some circumstances, speech acts take on an almost entirely communicative role: a surgeon narrating her surgery; a surveillance pilot describing troop movements; a university lecturer describing an episode of history.

But cases of purely communicative speech are more the exception than the rule, found in specialized professional or academic settings. As sociolinguists have come to appreciate, in day-to-day human interaction speech is a social, relational behavior. That’s why everyday patterns and rituals of speech are worthy of study; they reveal the social fabric.

She thinks she is God

No she can’t spell

.But she does know everything

Can God be bad at spelling?

He doesn’t need language.

Can he read?

I suppose Moses might know

He is dead

Is he really?

He must be.

Well stone the crows

Good Evening

Don’t kill your chickens before they hatch.

Don’t kill yourself for your own children.Adopt mine free.

Don’t destroy your marriage without careful planning.

Don’t be get too fat to dance the polka.

Residents must inform the staff in advance if they are getting an infectious disease.

Similarly if you get diarrhea please tell us 24 hours before if you won’t need dinner.

There is always a choice of food

Tuna sandwiches

Tuna pie

Tuna on toast.

Apple tart or sweet

Apple crumble.

Crocodile eyes on flat bread.

Crucified crocodile tongue

Er we .,…..erred

Tadpole junket

Tadpole stew

Frog’s legs in batter

Apple in batter

Tuna in batter on hot lettuce leaf

The end of life may vary in its ways.

In the end our spirit will remain

Noise seems louder when we feel depressed

The Weight of young folks voices on me pressed.

Wrapped in your smile,I saw the golden light
As if  a hidden world  our love revealed
Our spirits touched, our sorrows pushed to flight

In that space,  our anguish did not bite
The trees were shelter, losses were each  healed
Wrapped in your holy smile,I saw the light

Do you  learn there is a second sight
From  heart and soul , the golden bells  shall peal
Where spirits touch ,where sorrows quickly fly

And who but you would see my inner plight
Would know the false from  what is right and real
Wrapped in your smile,I  felt warm golden light

No army with its metal and its might
Can win the final war , love conquers steel
As spirits touch ,as sorrows  say goodbye

I know it’s  hard to learn what others feel
And not draw back  from grief, from loss revealed
Wrapped in your  holy smile ,O golden light
Our spirits touch, our  eyes  weep  their delight

I sense a feel of panic in the air

As if the Ark is not quite waterproof

I wonder if we’d welcome Tony Blair and

To the poor this life was never fair

But now it seems unreal, is it a spoof?

I sense a piece of Putin in the air

I am looking in the mirror at my hair

It looks like Boris Johnson’s but more louche

I wonder if we’d dye old Tony Blair’s

He’s happy Britain’s weakened with fake truth

I feel a sense of monsters much too near,

Putin won his Trump with that strange hair

The Russian wolf is licking his rich fur

Now it’s cyber warfare on the hoof

Will he soon take Leave from Tony Blair?

The Russians in Crimea are still there

The Ukraine weeps because we did not care

I sense a feel of Russia in the air

I wonder if they’ll fragment us and tear

Copyright © Katherine Braithwaite | Year Posted 2020

    Look to the owl as he flies,

    Like a god winging across the wide skies.

    His broad yellow gaze

    Lets attention be paid

    To all that surrounds his fierce eyes.

    Some days are sad and blue

    And then we feel lonely too;

    Or we cause rifts.

    Some days are doldrum days.

    Some days are like bad plays.

    Not such a gift.

    Most days have joyful parts.

    Most days we lift our hearts.

    They pass all too swift.

    Some days love speaks to me.

    Some days I feel so free.

    I love my craft.

    Life is a patterned weave.

    Love helps us when we grieve.

    Love is a raft.

    See how the sun comes back.

    See how light fills the gaps..

    Some days we laugh.

    Weep now and I’ll weep with you.

    I have known sorrow too.

    Yet sorrow will pass.

    Joy is not far away.

    Joy will return one day….

    Life’s  art and craft.

   

L

.

    

The doctor gave us pills of gold

He says they stop us growing old.

Is he honest, does he lie?

If he does I wonder why..

Maybe money is the cause.

Here we notice cats have paws.

Dogs have paws but are not cats

Have you ever seen a bat?

See the logic hidden there

You and I are quite a pair.

Children cannot think or concentrate

Who can find the remedy for hate?

Who controls the mighty and the rich

The naked king,the angel and the witch.

The British people need a man to hate.

Not Boris but Prince Harry they will take.

Eyes as blind as bats can estimate

Who was it felt the fatal strange distaste?

If you think a piece of bread is the body of Jesus are you crazy?

No because millions of people in the Catholic Church believe in the same thing.

If you believe your shoes can walk about when nobody is wearing them you are likely to be sent to a psychiatrist.

I think if alot of people share a belief it may not be true in the usual sense but it may have value

Jn a Catholic Mass sharing the body of Christ binds people together and may give them strength

Whereas odd beliefs about your shoes may not be very useful to anyone but you.

I could believe it because my shoes often end up on opposite sides of the room though I take them off together.

Maybe there are elves moving things at night!

It may explain something but it’s not very interesting.

w

K

He was not suffering from dementia He was glad to forget anything he could.

He died before he was diagnosed so they brought him back and asked if he wanted to be resuscitated

No, he said.I have seen your ugly mug twice already I’d feel better in hell than this rehab unit.Since when do you send dying people here?

The doctor said you fell over.

Not unusual in men with 90 per cent heart failure.

You are very intelligent

It is no help to the dying.

We have no boundaries when we grow too old.

Unless we have blithe spirits rich and bold

They will tick us off for unmade beds

Give us soup and tea when we lie still.

Who will notice when we’re stiff and dead

Tell the nurse we have not paid the bill

Grandad died at home I thought him old

He worked in the mines was black with coal

He had raised 6 children on his own .

He never grumbled, suffered all alone.

He gave me 5 pound notez when I was tall

21 years old and sorting mail.

Then I grew away and live down here .

Lord forgive my sins,I hated fear

The surgeon asked if he could cut my knickers off..

I said, will you do the angiogram first?

Anyway they are not mine They belong to the hospital.

Did they want them back?

Not when they’d been cut off.

I suppose they would have been dead after that.

The elastic was too tight.

For what?

Circulation

 

I have studied  and I’ve got my last degree
My heart has learned its lessons one by one.
I’m a graduate of the grief academy

I didn’t know how painful it would be
When the one I loved is here and then is gone
I’ve been studied  and  I got the third degree

The tears I wept  could wash out the Dead Sea
Remove the salt and scour the shore till done
I’m a graduate of the grief academy

I know well we must die,we cannot flee
We turn to dust and that is not much fun
I have studied  and I’ve got my last degree

It’s not  News, nothing for the BBC
Unless you’re Stephen Hawkings, that great man
We’re graduates of the grief academy

We can’t control life with a self made plan
God is gone though prayer  might well begin
I have suffered till I got a new degree
I’m a graduate of the grief academy