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WORDS STROKE MY MIND

 

A peaceful place to meditate
A peaceful place to meditate

WORDS STROKE MY MIND

Here I talk about words as if they had a physical existence and can stroke my mind and  give me pleasure like a cat can get from gentle stroking.I treat words as if they are real things which they are when spoken out loud.And someone’s voice can soothe you if they speak mellifluously.

 

Words mark the page and stroke my mind,

And sentences are words combined,

So,many brushstrokes make a shape,

And round my mind the sentence drapes.

 

Words from farthest realms of mind

Are drawn to me by this design.

And,look, they brighten in the sun

The picture forms,my work is done

Enchantment

BLUE TREES

My old blue fountain pen allows

The ink across the page to flow

Like wet paint from an artist’s brush,

And words come in a rush.

Enchanting through the hand which writes,

Bewitched with art, beauty alights.

The script is like a music score

Through which you pass as through a door.

Imagination’s home.

As,mysteriously.to you, to me,

The spirits of our hearts are tamed,

By rhythms of pen,of brush,of mind.

They enter vision quite unplanned,

Like moths to flutter softly round

Fire joined heart and hand.

The pen slows down,the hand goes still

And just as dreams at daybreak will,

They shrink,they disappear,they’re gone.

I almost caught that one

A tax on sin or on grammar

I like to write imaginary conversations with myself. free entertainment

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She said she never knew what syntax was until she met me.
Well,you do look worn out by your sins.
How do you know they were sins?
Well,you went to Confession twice a week all your life
That was my scruples.Sometimes I went twice a day…
It sounds like having an upset stomach.
In my case it was an upset soul.The soul emptied out and hung out on the Maginot line
Eventually I realized virtue is not attainable by Will Power alone
How is it attained… won’t power?
I knew you’d say that!
That!
Anyway to get back to syntax,it’s about structure.
Like council tax?
Words fail me
That’s good.I meant tax on a building
You seem very rude today
It’s not just today,I’m like this all the time.
I never noticed before
You only met me tonight
That’s almost true..now syntax is a very important topic.
Are we on a date or are you giving grammar lessons free?
No,I have Wasperger’s Syndrome.It’s as if I have Asperger’s but I sting too.
When do you sting
When people say sharp things to me.
Go on,you’re just needling me..
Truly I think you’ll love syntax and spelling rude words.
Well,we’ve had santax for years.Women pay VAT of 20 per cent on Tampax
It’s enough to make me throw up
No,throw out!Throw out the Coalition Government
Do you think Labour will remove Santax?
I don’t know but at least you’ll learn how to do percentages with them
I will?
Thank you so much.I am delighted to hear that.We are engaged.Here is a ring.
That’s beautiful.Was it your mother’s?
It still is my mother’s.
How can I wear it when she might see it?
I’ll tell her I liked hers so much I got one the same.She’s got poor vision so don’t worry.After the Wedding I’ll give it back
How mean.
I never knew you liked statistics.What about deviance?
Well,some I like,some I don’t… you catch my drift?
Well,babe,I’ll explain everything when we lie together.
That makes us sound like the government.
How come?
They all lie together.
Do they really.That explains a lot.Do they come together often?
I guess they have a rota.
You can’t come by will power.
That’s good.I want to come in a a horse and carriage.
It might frighten the horses.
I mean to our Wedding ceremony
Do you want four horses?
I am not that heavy!
No,I want you to have it all.
Suppose it’s not enough.
We’ll have to play it by ear..
Is that the organ?
Well,it’s a kind of organ.
A harmonium?
Maybe..I’ll ask the priest.
Does he play?
No,he just hears confessions and says Mass.
It’s a pity confession secret.He could write a long novel.
I daresay some have…. with pseudonyms.
I use a wordprocessor… should I get a pseudonym too?
You are crazy but I love you with all my heart.
And is it big?
Big enough for two.
Thank you,God.
I

Silence and music

trees swirl

I didn’t hear you coming,
then you were by my side.
Happiness fills me.
Standing in the garden
looking at red leaves,
I hold your hand gently,
and share the sweetness
of these green leaves,
the distant doves cooing,
the sun dipping to the horizon.
Life is good.
We hear together
the music
of this silence

Inside and outside and our risky life

 

Windows are a way of viewing the outside from the inside and the inside  from the outside.Of course we don’tt think of our windows as being for others to look into our private rooms but most of us have looked through the window of a house at some time.Also there is a danger of thieves getting in,so windows and doors are vulnerable points in the fabric of a house not  nlike the orifices in the body  of which some receive and others expel matter.These places give us pain too or pleasure.And life

We may live alone and if very shy not have close relationships but even so the air comes into our noses and breath comes back out from the lungs.If we can’t do that we will die quickly.And our insides are full of bacteria and other organisms..~So we cannot shut ourselves off completely from any interaction.You are only totally secure if you are dead.

Life is inherently risky.Trees live for hundreds of years.Some insects only for a few months.

What is Poetry? | Poetry blog and a poem

What is Poetry? | Poetry blog.

I might say that a poem

is the equivalent in words

of this beautiful picture

but I might be wrong

I might say that a poem is like  like a kiss

I might say that a poem is  like a flower

I might say that a poem is like  a tree full of blossom

But after due consideration .I concluded

it’s better to write you  a poem

And for you to write me a poem.

And afterwards for us to talk  amidst the flowers

Underneath a  tree in summer.

Then we will know what  it’s all about

If you can see what I mean.

A vision in words

Words with vision

I think you know what I  mean

You see

This is true

I

Lonely even with people in one’s life?

“Lonely people can have others in their life in some fashion, including many acquaintances. What they lack is a true connection with someone. For whatever reason, they haven’t been able to forge a bond with someone who will be there for them for the long-term. The inability to share their greatest joys and fears with someone who cares about them is what makes people feel lonely.”

Read more here

Into summer
Into summer

How to be more lonely and miserable

1.Ruminate for 3 hours on all the bad people you have met in real life or on the net

2.Don’t get washed or wear good clothes

3,Think of all the flaws of whichever sex you love or would love if they were not so unfeeling,cruel and thoughtless,

4,Tell God you hate him….

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5.Never hug a tree or try a hug,

6.Always get out of bed on the wrong side.

7.Always go to bed too late so you’ll be in a bad temper when the alarm goes off.

8.Shout at your inferiors,which is all of us.

9 Send emails when you are crotchety using words I can’t print here.

10. Feel you can “be yourself” with your family i.e. be rude and cross to them.

11.Never praise your partner,spouse or children unless they are akin to Leonardo da Vinci in talent.

12.Never buy your partner flowers,fruit,chocolate,cigarettes,perfume and never wash their clothes for them

How the hell did you get a partner… at a Sado-Masochists’ Ball?

That says a lot about you!

Rumination is the worst thing for mental health…so I discovered after doing it for a while..

That’s enough for today

Glass

Looking out,I see the snow,yet I don’t feel it.

How tempting to build a wall of glass around oneself for safety

Yet touch is as important as sight.

Defenses are too strong if they remove us from experience

Better to weep than to freeze

Weeping brings comfort and flow

Frozen behind glass we are a mere specimen in a museum.

From lunacy to truth

 George Bernard Shaw quotes 
 From www.searchquotes.com

Father Gerard Manley Hopkins’ “The Habit of Perfection” | Suite101

Father Gerard Manley Hopkins’ “The Habit of Perfection” | Suite101.

If you would like to see an analysis of the poem that begins

Elected silence sing to me

then this link will take you to a good site

Friendly fire?

Image from the Reverie Sanctuary  11 March 2012
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This joke is from here.It reminds me of a saying  which is common here,in fact it is hackneyed ..with friends like these,who needs enemies?I suppose we expect more from friends so feel more hurt if they betray us or toss us  aside like an old dish rag when they meet someone they believe is superior to us..but beware.The Ides of March are approaching and remember what happened then?
If a person in YOUR life has more problems than a math book, more drama than a screenplay, and more game plays than a football playbook, then before you are driven to tears like in the movie The Notebook, let them go.

 Eugene Nathaniel Butler quotes  |

Beloved world

Let your lips meet gently
the top one resting against the lower
touching with tenderness
your own  skin to skin.
Forefinger  propped on chin,
I let the others dangle,
like leaves on a branch;
how softly gravity  tugs them downwards.
Let heart beat quietly,slowly
as  the blood circulates carrying  its music ,
a river,following the path of least resistance.
How the blood vessels receive willingly this flow,
touching it kindly as with tiny  open fingers,
helping and being helped.
How the hair on the head floats
on the breeze,like tentacles of an octopus
waving goodbye.
Top  eyelid loves the lower one;
as we blink they touch
like lovers kissing swiftly
behind a tree.
and how the light comes in
we see a world.
Mine may not be yours,
but the blink of my eyelid
sends waves through the air,
so we’re all touching and being touched,
lips kissing each other,
kiss all living creatures.
skin to skin
air to air.
And inside us,the rich darkness
of creative night
transforms  in turn
these touches
into dreams.