Monday, December 5, 2011
Happy Birthday
To say it and make it different
To say it and send my cheers
To say it and share in the day
To say it and help keep the best moments in your memory
To say it and keep away worries and fears of tomorrow
To say it and see you smile
To say it and lively up the day
All this, I hope when I say Happy Birthday
Wednesday, August 3, 2011
Missed You Much
Happiness is when the unexpected good happens
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Thanks To: Glitterrotti |
Bliss when deepest fantasy come to pass
Just to see you today is all that
To hear you giggle, much more
Tuesday, July 12, 2011
Goodnight
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Image:blog DD |
Thought is like fine wet clay in the hands of a master potter.
The potter be skilled like the almighty, beauty of your kind cometh forth.
With a little imagination, we call them fantasies.
When they come to us in the dead of sleep, dreams they are.
On this night illuminated by the moon, Ye of a beautiful mind, sleep well.
May your dreams bring a smile to your face when you wake.
Saturday, June 25, 2011
Wonderland

A scent of exotic, just enough to keep you guessing
Maybe queen in an earlier life or in the next
Delicate poise, grace, the curves of a master sculptor
A rare breed...
Goes but never leaves, a beauty tattooed onto your mind
Dew, morning air, sunrise in the middle of the day
Can you feel it in the air? That familiar feeling
Feel your heart pumping hard in your ears
Wednesday, June 1, 2011
Feminism and other doctrinal -isms are so yesterday
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Jacqueline Morreau. Image: endcotstsudio |
Suppose the constitution of the Arabic alphabet had been too a discernible exercise. I reckon it's right to assume we would still be stuck at B. As the letter A in its element is quite distinct from the next letter in the alphabet; B.
This is the precise problem with most doctrinal forms of -ism Right from feminism to nationalism: Simply too much ado about nothing. Nothing but what at best is useful just as far as matters of identification go
Ask me and I think Li Na deserves the attention not because she is Chinese or female but simply because she is good at what she does. But as Jay Z faults as we often do in 'a star is born' when recognising the talents of Andre 3000 of the acclaimed hip hop group Outkast, Andre's genius is somewhat best brought into perspective when the comparative descriptive terms: “Andre 3000 the MALE version of Lauren Hill ” are employed.
Saturday, May 14, 2011
Dreams Of You
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Mystic Dreams. Image:paintinghere.com |
I still share my nights with you, so close your scent sticks on the sheets
Distrurbed nights these are that follow your cold trail
Your sculptured back no longer in sight
The path you made covered by leaves of the coconut tree
Your scent faint, carried away by the ocean wind
The feel of your back still on my fingers
That distinct taste of you in my mouth
Vivid sightings of your beauty
Beauty as unforgattable as the white beach kissing the blue sea
Tuesday, May 3, 2011
She Just Up and left
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Image: Sivgal |
I just had to ask “What about those five years?”
All that mattered she said was that one day
The day she woke up and realized that she didn't love me as much as she did
I remember that day like yesterday
She said something and I said something back
Just another fight I thought to myself
Another fight that lovers have
A heating up of emotions a release of tensions
Just letting the steam off before we steam it up and make up
They say that a straw can break a camel's back
Now I know what they meant by that
If I were to add to it ,pity the camel doesn't know it has a weak back nor of the straw that will cause the damage on it's back
Thinking about it, maybe it was already over way before
Friday, April 22, 2011
7 Things To Do This Easter
To paraphrase one of histroy's iconic figures,
“Some come crippled some come lame, but they all have to bear their burdens at the high of the day.”
Easter happens to be one of those periods of the year when humanity largely takes upon the burderns of others upon its shoulders.
“Some come crippled some come lame, but they all have to bear their burdens at the high of the day.”
Easter happens to be one of those periods of the year when humanity largely takes upon the burderns of others upon its shoulders.
Wednesday, April 6, 2011
Fireworks Over The Mediterranean
Flashes of Orange, brilliant white light flares up the sky
Whistling fire flies spitting out fire like a dragon.
21st century dragons, birds of battle
Birds that soar higher than eagles, roar louder than lions.
Different species: F16, F18, TYPHOON.
But of a feather so they flock together
A shower of bird droppings
Droplets of hot ore;
a sputter of rain to clear they way for the dawn of a new day.
Whistling fire flies spitting out fire like a dragon.
21st century dragons, birds of battle
Birds that soar higher than eagles, roar louder than lions.
Different species: F16, F18, TYPHOON.
But of a feather so they flock together
A shower of bird droppings
Droplets of hot ore;
a sputter of rain to clear they way for the dawn of a new day.
Thursday, March 17, 2011
Hope You Had A Good Day
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Poured Out Blessings By Wendy Smith |
The Uprisings have upset the wagers and up has gone the price of that oil stuff
Up the bus fare, Up a loaf of bread. Yet they want more for the ride home on the bus.
More would mean less on the family table.
Hope you had a good day
Try surviving on minimum wage.
Try living when basic needs are above means.
My neighbor thinks me rich. “you are young and strong.”
At least he has a bed, someone else might reckon,
even if his cough of many moons won't let him leave it.
Hope you had a good day
Monday, March 14, 2011
Rain, Rain
Yesterday night, about an hour deep into the African night, just as the visits to family and friends come to a close-signaling the end of the weekend and the start of the customary fight with ' The Monday Blues'; a hush, a purr of the wind, and then a gush.
A welcome blessing in the sun scotched Savannah plains of the Nyika Plateau, especially in the wake of revelations by 21st Century rainmakers. Their equipment told them of reduced downpours this long rain season.
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Rain, Wind and Light' Acrylic Painting © Donna Berger |
Saturday, February 26, 2011
My Butterfly
They shall write of your bloom, before all their lips spelled was your gloom
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Yesterday; Finished;A grave disappointment; A waste; A taint of our blood.
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Today; Our pride; Our beacon of hope; Source of joy; A spring of life bringing forth future generations. So they sing your praises.
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