Learn to love peace

I breath as softly as a little bird
Like the robin in the glade in Arnside Wood
Quick yet calm, who for some food would dare.

The view from Arnside Knot is broad and fair
The atmosphere is pure, we see trains chug
The Estuary of the Kent will never bore

Further South the Lune runs like tapped tears
Morecambe Bay endangers, how it floods
Behind the Pennines rise, the edges fierce

Dent is sacredmmobile phones won’t dare
To penetrate the music of its blood
Nor bring their tones to hurt the mad March hare

Hutton Roof , cathedral, how we stared
A gentle hand caressed my heart to good
Meek flowers grew in the cracks as safe,as pure

How my heart expands and I am glad
For mourning heals and I am no more sad
I breath as softly as a little bird
I tiptoe on the path the peace is shared

Uncertainty and courage

When red sun  drops and  cooling night  rolls in
Darkness masks both danger and our vision
Ancient minds fear    day won’t come again
Courage for the  delicate   seems thin
We  wrestle  with  hot indecision
When  sun  drops and  the night  rolls in
But now , new stricken by   a dread of sin
Who shall protest the dark   derision?
Our  ancient minds fear   day won€’t come again
When  we sleep we’re entertained within
Deft dreams squander all   illusion
When the sun  drops and  the night  rolls in
In reverie we’re loved  and  so  open
Then  fancy turns to full communion
While ancient minds fear   day won’t come again
And so  it was that our own life began
When sperm leaped up in  proud confusion.
When the sun  dropped and  and the night  rolled in
When the brave said  “Day  shall come again”

Don’t retaliate but don’t retreat

Ego-functioning = adult; feelings = child. These equations also work nicely when applied to two almost infallible rules of thumb in relationships: Do not retaliate, and do not retreat. Retaliation punishes people for being themselves – the opposite of recognition, acceptance, and validation. On the other hand, retreat in the face of dangerous feelings leaves them shapeless and unbounded when what they need is recognition and meaningful, acceptable, limited expression. Fortunate the child whose parents are on good terms with their feelings and their children. Even more fortunate the child whose parents can also use words intelligently, not only about feelings, but also about other things which strengthen ego-functioning. Practically all speech, other than expletives, is ego-functioning. Josephine Klein

The need for others and its roots in infancy. (No retaliation and no retreatBook)

Do nothing

Mrs Smith said tobme that she was dead nd I said my hearing is very bad but I can see you

How long have you been dead.

According to my watch about 10 minutes.

You won’t need a watch where you’re going

. Your English teacher is here and she says stop using cliches

If she is dead why does it matter to her?

It’s simply bad to use a cliché whether dead or alive.

Is it were alive that would not be a cliche.

That’s really good I never thought of that before.

I hope you will think of it after. Though not for too long

I hope the needlework teacher is not there yeah because I never did become confident with a sewing machine

In that case you could have done needlework instead of making clothes for example embroidery or you could have learnt crochet.

I prefer doing nothing at all.

Well you must be dead

Winter love

Winter love comes when we near the end

Yet do not wish for solitude each day.

Cupid wtth his arrows may descend

He jokes with us and invites us out to play.

Winter love may come amidst the snow

When frost bites noses and nips fingers dear.

But despite age a woman out may go

To walk her lover and content appear..

The age of frost has not entered my heart

My mind  has  filled with new desires

The problems come when lovers desperate

Show contempt and start a bitter pyre.

Yet winter love can grip me despite flaws

Hope and laughter circle me uncaused.