Posts Tagged ‘freedom’

Arts Freedoms

Posted: September 29, 2016 in Random
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Scribbles on a page

Incoherent and visionless spear

Doodle tactic scraps gather

Inlaid and purified darkens edge

Clarity transfuses before optically set

Pixilateded and fragmentational satire

Brush over pen inclusion of opinion

Mater pieces exploded with colourific splendour 

Contemporary,natural or new age

You choose your strokes breath life

Swirl or flick in anyone direction defines your set

Less is more beauty is unclassified

The inevitability of societies behaviours

Captured on canvass burnt embers set forever

Charcoal dusts , occurs hew the true run of water colour

As with lyricists writings art is freedoms chariot

Yes it’s raining 

Liquid sunshine from above

The mountain peaks are shrouded Gray

There are rivers in streets 

Water at play
Waterproof clothing sturdy boots

Appropriate items packed and secure

Off we set one foot afore the other

Many gems to discover

Issolated tarns skree shelved slopes

Wildlife sheltering close
Herdie sheep huddle close 

Tourist scuttle too and grow

Shops are buzzing country clear

Out in the open is where I’ll be

Freedom from drudgery day to day strain

Lungs full of clean air wind in my hair
This is the life

Peace and serendipity 

We have choices to lead or follow

Break with the norm and explore your region

This cumbrian life is my salvation

Spinning tops and building blocks

Calydascopes of colour fall

Cars and vans in traffic jams

Dolls on the floor prams galore

Finger painting and messy clay fun

Shooting bubbles from a gun

Scooters zip and wheels spin

Time and again we skip and run

Balls of energy bouncing round

Do thier feet touch the ground

Silence falls investigate

Fast asleep where they played

Life is fun and full of joy

Child’s play to those who know

Aon uair ‘s chaidh e seachad air, an laoch treun. ‘Meàrrsadh air nèamh ceann a chumail àrd. Le ceann a ‘smèideadh ghabh e àite. Ri taobh na geataichean Gilted ann an òr. A ‘cur fàilte air na h-uile a tha a’ dol a-steach ann. Tha gach laoch treun air an turas aca fhèin. Passing bho corporra còmhnardaibh. Airson cavort agus a ‘fuireach saor aon uair eile an-asgaidh bho thier sheòrsan. Le trueness gaoil bhon fheadhainn a dh’fhàg. -Rithist an dìonadair thier bhuadhan an aghaidh na h-uile.

The translation

battle like Gilted weapons, battle horses Sadled ready.Chainmail and leatherette decorations, the rippling torso for all to see. Battle Hammer Drapes belt Clamore peel on my back. Mounted firmly ruled in hand, soldiers snorting costs ahead. Trot canter by enemy sight. Visors fell We now costing them, flying sparks steel torch. Enemies fall below our costs, water arrow fast and sure. Pins to our enemies iomairg rattles.

In de verte verreweg nog nooit gezien Maar altijd in de buurt, schatplichtig aan die van de keuze
Uit het hart, met de geest en de stem Onvoorwaardelijke fragiel en gratis Onze eenheid en liefde zo vrij

Set me free
Too spread my wings
Soaring high within the clouds
Acheiving the highest
Ability will allow
Living dreams and being me
Free from your tiraids and abuse
Lifted higher than you would allow
Unbound and complete
Without shame or fear
Being me and running with the crowd
The guiding light I should be
Dealing only with fate
And making my own path

Peer through the haze
Wipe the sleep from your eyes
Pull back the curtains
With sparkle in your eyes

See not dark dim days
But opportunities coming your way
Stir your cup evigourate life
Fuel yourself for the day ahead

Set foot out the door
Welcome the light
Make purposeful strides on your way
Purchase your papers
With a joyful hello

Spring in the steps
A song in your head
Life ouzes freely from deep inside
Sunlight breaks
Darkness scuttles away

Here comes our brighter day
Tasks fall completed
Appointments and meetings
Fly effortlessly by
Twinkle in your eyes
With strength of pose

Soon to be homeward bound
Work is done no loose ends
Spritefully jaunting down the road
Chatting and sharing as we pass the time
Too our safety and comfort of home we bound
Racing the darkness as night cases on

In cosy comfort we lavish self
Warm welcoming cuppa
Oven warming our culinary  fare
Heating at steady lights set too dim
The crackle of logs and embers ablaze

Peace hath decended
Relaxation acheived
A good book and music
Cleansing the soul
Racing towards slumber
Duvet snuggles of love
Fights with our pillows
Never to be won

The masters of makeup
Desguise and fun
Scars,warts and lesions
Strategically placed
Wonky eyes ton up torso’s
Gammie legs and prothstetics
Home made attire too expencive clobber
Haunting figures too super heroes
One night only brings the spirit free
From adult all ages to kids so wee
Old hallows eve for mischief and fun
Beware of the Specters ,Ghouls and mad nuns
Trick or treat or guising special
Stay safe have fun it’s nearly November

Living dream

Posted: October 20, 2015 in Random
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My eyes tight shut
No light filters
Breathing shallow
No ripples on the cloth

Beads of moisture
Trickle from my brow
Lay like crystals on my flesh
Delicate and whole

Heart races
As I run
Across the sand
Feet lay still
No pulse or motion

Waves lap
Calmly over me
Washing the cares away
A glow
Covers from within

Peace decends
Eyes flicker
A smile takes hold
As I sink deeper
Upon my silken pillow

Oh how magical
This elation
As body and mind
Escape to higher plains
Body relaxed and limp

Full slumber
Acheived with ease
No emotion or stress
Penetrators the armour
Of sleep

Music fills the air
Slow awakening
Eyes twitch
Muscles slowly react
Motion returns

Living the dream
Stasis returns us
Lives too be lived
Of choice and freedom
Till retuning too the shores
Is once more obtained
With acceptance
Of dark nights joyous play

I am sixfoot four
Strong and bold
Heart of a lion eyes of the hawk
Meek as a mouse farce as a tiger
Doctor,nurse and master provider
I have lived through pain
Visable and hidden
Been bullied,beaten and down trodden
Fought toe too toe taken out the trash
Stood in rank and saluted fast
Worked my fingers to the bone
Day after day
Kept a roof over my head
Meals every day
Walked every step in tattered shoes
Turned my back on troubled souls
Bullies and idiot bold
Plowed a furrow of my own
With true friends and heart bold
Pride filled steps
Songs in my heart
The approachable man
Gentle and kind to all around
Struggles and stresses haunt me so
From stife’s of the past
Stresses untold

I am a writer
Poet of sorts
From motion to word
I lay them down
From prose on my page
To poses of strength
I coach and spell oh so lyrical
A pen in my pocket
Stopwatch in hand
Clients and stories
Popularly rise
With offspring of beauty
Intelligence and fun
The world is thier oyster
Learning is fun
Tough and fair
I lead by example
They will take a direction
True to their heart
There future is theirs
Too command and desire
My strife I will evade
The pressures deflect
To my upmost and parental best
They are my mirror
The key to the world
Inside they drive me
Keep me alive

My partner in life
Is true as can be
Her demons dance perfectly
In time with mines here
Since first day to this
Through thick and thin
No matter what troubles
There might have been
I write to inspire
To clear up my head
From Haiku too epic’s
They flow from my pen
No matter the reason
The feelings evoked
Writtings a pleasure
Of words never spoken
Friendships are built
And never broken
Through media streams
Human nature and pen
Amazing relationship are a great thing
I thank it all
Everyone true
Old friend and new at home or abroad
Even the tormentors and bullies around

This is why I pen
Writing in words
No Oritory stumbles
Or tears on the ground