Archive for July, 2015

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Pulling down on teasled hair
Dragging her kicking and screaming
Taking her without consent
Shredding her clothes
She sinks her talons into flesh
Bites and tares at Un covered skin
Wrapping her legs around her target
Applying pound for pound pressure
He exhales without control
Dropping them both to the floor
In a pool of swet they writhe and roll
Bruises bright and large
Neither Un scared
Hearts pounding adrenalin coursing free
The dark shadows of passion
Tread a fine line
Physical and mental
Sailing treturiosly close to murky edges
In the pursuet off ultimate pleasures stimulation.

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From the routes of Celts
I hail with pride
They define my heart
And national side

Through my love of writings
Freedoms gain
Friends I have gleamed
From nations fair

From Hollands true
And Wonderous joys
Too medical wisdom’s
From Porto Rico

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Celtic souls
And boyhood chums
Too bishops from Main
Designers and chums

Retired veterans enjoying life
Escapism of published writers mirth
Too victims and supporters
Fans and travellers fair

What and eclectic
Gathering far from gaze
WordPress is a Wonderous place
From close connections to world’s far away

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Many of my friends may not realise I write Poetry !!!! , I have for many years on WordPress . It is now time I feel to show you all my work. As often as possible you will see works appear on your time line. Feel free to read share and comment. If with the power of word I can inspire,assist,aide,sooth or enlighten one persons day then the goal is achieved.
For those already aware of my writings I thank you for starting me off and supporting my journey of spreading my words across the globe and friendships new and fresh that have been and yet too be built.

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Protect those
Save from fears
The meek and weak
Lift them up
Rise above their darkest hour
Emblazen them with honour
Feed and protect
Shower them with golden nuggets
Knowledge and experiences
Enrich their lives
Inspire and drive
Become a guide not hindrance
Help exploit the weakness around
Enable growth and progressions flair
For one day it will be paid forward
Without thankless endeavour
Those loved and protected
Within their actions
Carry our inheritance forward
For no financial gain
Too generations not yet born
And for many too come
We the Parents of futures fruit

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Follow the tempo
Feeling free
Dreams of gold
You and me
Places visited
Times of fun
People lost
And love on the run
Sunshine and storm
Brightest of light
Darkest of night
Achieving the best
Fighting the fears
Falling down holes
Rasing the flags
Follow your dreams
Make it a class
Faster than sound
Hit the ground running
And reach for the stars

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The world preys on the week is in printed on your soul.From birth we strive to achieve, the outcomes of our social expectancy. I am “Broydra” born to the family Fraynal first son of Crantlo and Mayas. Village protectors and chiefs of several generations.
The village consists of straw and mud huts surrounding out temple and stone clad abode (where my family reside). Set behind the statue of Garvinal the great (Dragon) and all his glory.
Once a protector and friend of early rulers and dwellers of this area. He kept an eye on all and saw off all evils and raiders alike. I have been told of many stories of greatness and endeavour in Days passed by my kin and their watchers.
And one day our protector will show himself to a lucky member and we shall live in harmony and unity. Free from all ills in a life filled with joy.

What will our protector look like ?, will it be small or huge ? Fierce or friendly or will it fly or walk who knows ?. These are all things pre determined by fate if the teachings and stories are correct. I can only wonder and wait , while I pray it’s sooner rather than later. These thoughts constantly fill my head as I wonder the surrounding area and learn the laws of the land.
My knowledge maker Harmeron is a very wise and wonderful man. Strong as several oxen and tall as any tree, with a strange scared mark on his scalp. This is never mentioned or spoken by others and leaves my imagination too run wild.
Very fertile and amazing by all accounts from the other youngsters who sit and listen to my fairy tales and stories. Around the village fire at night fall we spin yarns and sing while others dance. These times are the best as all in the village gather and catch up on the days events. The elders and hunters spin their yarns and contemplate the outcomes to be .

Haiku

Posted: July 24, 2015 in Random
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Twisting winding and narrow
From murky depths to brightest light
The wonders of the mind expand

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I held your hands
Lifted you up
Dusted you off
Prepared you for life
Now it’s your time
To choose your own path
Spread your wings
And journey through life

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Tick toc whir
Hands float round
Conceptions fly past
Receptiveness snatches
Obliviousness consumes
Tasks fade and jobs pile
Meetings and escapes merge
Slaves too seconds and minutes
Hours dwell
Besotted by its realisation
Time beats us all
Tick toc whir

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I miss you
Where did you go
Lost and alone
I stumble and trip
Fallen I lie still

My guide where are you
The love it hangs
Undying and caged
No key to be found
Not even by me

Where ever you are
I pray you are safe
Growing ever stronger
In time and space
Surrounded by friends
Family close

To think of you lonely
Breaks my heart string
My dearly departed
Partner and friend
I love you forever
You’re in my thoughts
Too the end

Our truth and compassion
Still illuminate your space
Lighting my path
And keeping me safe
My shoulder to cry on
The clown in my life
The inspirations
For striving and doing my best

I see you in day light
I smell you around
In each beautiful flower
And blossoms abound