Through the kaleidoscope of colour Grew the rainbow of hope, From the golden rays of light The halo burned bright Above a million guardian angels, And became an army of heroes From which the fight lived on Through the ‘British bulldog spirit’ And lives on in the hearts of many And stays there for an eternity And will never be forgotten And forever be thankful. In the earnest of Florence Nightingale.
On this day of memories and mourning, we should remember a beloved SS member and all he accomplished in his too-short life. Below is a link to his respected and famous poem dedicated to the 911 event. Please take a moment to read and comment. https://www.storiesspace.com/stories/poetry/we-shall-never-forget-911-tribute.aspx
For my friend Ravenpearl. Marcie forever in my heart. I wish… we had met long ago. Running through the fields as children. Giggling at butterflies tickling our noses. Grass so high it brushed our cheeks as we ran. All those fences climbed on the shortest journey home. I wish… we had held hands on a hill and watched clouds morphing into familiar shapes. Our friendship becoming seamless and natural. Always the trees bendi...
Wondering if you would still know my name or who I was if I saw you in Heaven? I know I don’t belong there and I need to continue to honour that promise you had me make all those years ago, and be strong like you asked and to continue on in whatever I find myself undertaking. I know there is no more pain or tears there in Heaven, and would you still be the same person I knew before both of you ran out of summers in ’92 an...
When you came into my life you automatically cheered me up helping me to see things differently brighter more cheerfully. You showed that although some people just take and take and never give anything back not all people are like that... The laughter and kindness you share warms my heart but not just mine everyone you talk to... The ability you have to teach whilst staying so calm showing patience and understan...
Since you died, this is the second Mother's Day that has come around.Since March of 2013, peace and tranquility aren't things that I've found.You were one of the greatest mothers who ever lived.You constantly thought of others, you always loved to give.People have always loved you because you were so kind.If people couldn't see how good you were, they were blind.I still feel lost even though you've been dead for over a ye...
Take away these tears that fallThis waste of life of those so small The hurt that I can't help but feelIn disbelief, it seems surrealTwenty angels up to heavenBarely knew a life they're living Happiness they'll never seeChristmas gifts under a tree His revenge, a selfish thought"They are now what I am not"Shut the doors and keep them lockedKeep them safe until he's stoppedTwenty angels up to heavenBarely knew a life they'...
Davina was her name and she pleaded that I should not write this, that I should not expose her to the world. Apologies, sweet Davey, whose standard would I bear if your starlit eyes had not so pleaded. Those days are gone. 1. THE WALL AND THE PEOPLE See wee Hugh, way up there, high in the sky, splashing on paint like there was a world glut - a paint lake? A paint mountain? There’s a heap of red, because he’s on her hair n...
To flourish in hillsGreen and sereneWhere flowers and trees are free to bloom,Grow, multiply and existWithout the fear of ever being harvestedWhere tears fall from a saddened skyAnd moisten the groundTo welcome a new addition to paradise We needn't mourn the loss of another A sister or brother A wife or mother A friend or other A son or daughter A husband or dadWe should be glad they chose to visitAnd think of all the goo...
I don't deserve youYou are far too graciousTo gift me with your loveA warm embraceOn a chilly February morningWhen I least expected itThree years ago, now almost fourWe started off as friendsI arrived as frigid as a winter's dayWith a coat of painted iceIt took long to dry the coatThough I remained frozenFor quite a while afterwardsMy mind was elsewhereDreaming up tales of adventureOf having seen the unseen a world awayTh...
Strawberries, My Lady,that's what you taste like tonightStrong, alcoholic strawberries.It makes me smile,you smell and taste differenteach time I drink of thee!Vodka: people think you taste...bland but strong,or like drain cleaner.Oh, how wrong they are!You're a complex Lady,My complex Ladyand I love to drink of thee.Straight, of course. No ice, either!Ice! What an abomination in spirits,especially spirits of your caliber...
I drink my Vodka straightOh, how I hateto see Her diluted,convoluted... Violated!Feel that burn!Let your tongue turn:Around and around,hear the soundof Her swirl aroundyour mouth, savourHer beautiful flavour,Make love to Herwith your mouth;let Her make love to youwith Her kiss,Her sweet, sweet beautiful kiss,I’ll never miss that kiss.That Lady knows a thing,or two, about seduction!What’s my deduction?Lady Vodka, you are.....
Lady Vodka, I want youYour strong scent combs my noseYour tangy taste burns my mouthAll the way down my throatYou burn and slip down so smoothLady Vodka, my first true loveNever leave me, Lady VodkaFor without you, I'd be lostLost in a pit of mediocre boozeOh, Lady Vodka! You're the one I choose!
