It’s Not Happening

Explosion! what did he say.
No way this is not right
He cannot say that today.
If I close my eyes it’ll be all right.

Let me out I need some air
This is not happening now.
Not me, no this is not fair.
I can’t breathe,this is …. wow.

Open a window I am chocking here.
Yes a glass of water please
You spoken the words we all fear.
Please say it’s not true, this is just a tease.

Out in the street the traffic is loud.
Sweating profusely I shiver and shake.
I want to scream caught in this crowd.
Not Cancer it’s more than I can take.

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Another Poem for Breast Cancer Awareness Week.

IF WE WERE HAVING COFFEE : 19/10/14 Good times

Well hello everyone  how are you all today, come on in we are  still using  the marquee but I think  we will all have to go inside  soon as  the weather  will not  last  much longer! We have the coffee and the cakes all ready the heaters are on and the Marquee is all warmed up. The sofas and armchairs all have their cushions all plumped up! So go on spoil yourselves we have stocked up on hot chocolate now and brought in some good books for you to read too! I can hear Paul has all his guest here many of whom you will know so lets see, what have you been up to this week.

IF WE WERE HAVING COFFEE : Exciting  news! Paul  our dashing  guest author has exciting news!  He has been asked to write a few guest posts for other blogs and he has  accepted. The  one I  need to mention  is Mark Bialczak a great blog  and now this Sunday  our gallant Paul  will be branching out!  It is  very  exciting  isn’t  it!

IF WE WERE HAVING COFFEE:  I’d tell you how  concerned I have been about  the Ebola . Tell  me why a huge  and self-assured  country  like America  can  make so many  mistakes over  Ebola protection  procedure! A nurse  who had looked after a patient  with a Ebola. Somehow  did not  follow  the correct  procedures and somehow  manages  to come into contact with the virus: She  becomes ill. Another  person  who was involved with the Ebola  patient’s  treatment is allow to take  an internal  flight even though they were already  displaying  signs of fever read more.  It looks  to me  that  things  need to  be taken  more seriously  and safety  procedures  need to be tightened up!

Hats off to William Pooley  the English Nurse  who has managed to recover  from Ebola  and is now  showing such bravery  and is returning to the thick of the  outbreak. Read about him here. We are  all very proud  of  our British Medical  Core  who have already  sent out  100, nurses, doctors  and consultants to join those already out in Sierria Leone read about it here.  IF WE WERE HAVING COFFEE: I would  say please  let  us all pray  that  we can beat this  virus before things  get any  worse.

Okay that is  the hard  hitting  part I felt it had  to be addressed  and now I have  addressed it , please tell what  your  thoughts  are on Ebola.

IF WE WERE HAVING COFFEE: I’d  have to say I have not had  the best of weeks health wise, I have been on the back foot all week! I even missed a morning at  the gym  Wednesday  and I found it a real struggle  to get through the day!  But  I have to say I am not one to give in too easily  and I managed  to keep going  and here I am having survived another  week!

Now  how are  your cups does  anyone  need a top up , or  some of this lovely  carrot  cake, or  the coffee and walnut cake!! OR!! we could  have  an Irish , Caribbean  or  a Russian Coffee OR we could have a hot chocolate   and Brandy!!…………. YUM YUM!

IF WE WERE HAVING COFFEE: ( EVEN BOOZY COFFEE) I have to tell you that  we went out  for a fabulous evening  with friends Friday night. We had  an excellent meal, in their beautiful home  great  food  and such fantastic  company! We had lots of  laughs and  fun! We stayed late too  and so it was very  hard to get up  Saturday  morning  and go to core class. But I did!

IF WE WERE HAVING COFFEE: I would  tell you that I have to admit  I have not  a great  deal to report  this week, it  has  been a slow  but steady  week! I can however  report  that  my sister  who went into hospital   has had  her operation   and is slowly on the mend  , and  my other  sisters  and brother  seem  to fairing  slightly  better than last  week ! Okay  anyone  fancy  a top  up! Time  for some photos!

IF WE WERE HAVING COFFEE: I would ask you if you would  like another  cuppa, or  another cake . !   If we were having Coffee  Original idea  from  http://parttimemonster.wordpress.com/       

Please  don’t  forget  to pop over  to   Mark Bialczak’s site to see his  and Paul’s posts!

My flowers of the week!!

Some of our best cakes

IF WE WERE HAVING COFFEE : GUEST POST 19/10/14

Grass Roots and Silver Linings

Join Us at The Table. It’s Set and Ready for Tea and Some Nibbles

 

Paul your Barista

Paul your Barista

Welcome to Willow’s weekly coffee and tea garden. My name is Paul and I’m happy to be here once again in the garden tending to your needs for a cuppa, and sweets. I’d be pleased to bring a pot of whatever beverage you prefer – we have a wide range of teas and coffees to satisfy our world-wide readership. We can relax with a cuppa and calorie free electronic sweets while we discuss the affairs of the week both personal and/or worldwide. How has your week been?

Sound Familiar?

This week I’m feeling very positive. Because of my medical issues I have basically given up looking for a job, having tried for over three years. I won’t rule out a job and mentally I am prepared, able and willing (within physical limitations) to work but I have stopped actively looking. I’ve always wanted to write and have turned to blogs as a way to see what types of writers and “voices” are out there. My inability to get a job has produced the silver lining of being able to spend time writing. Ha! One blogger referred to me as the ninja commenter for the depth of my comments. This week I have been asked to write a few guest posts for other blogs and I have accepted. It feels good to be asked, as Willow was the first to ask me. I am indebted to her for her trust and for being the first to give me this opportunity to try out my writing. I enjoy having a weekly cuppa with all of you here in the garden and I look forward to continuing as long as you’ll have me. Iwas hesitant to jump into writing without knowing if I can give readers enjoyment. I have written a few stories and such before but never had any published – just some rejections.

My Mother, whose opinion I respect and who has had a book published, does not seem to think my writing has any value. This reaction of hers is fairly typical and I explore it further on Sunday over at a guest blog at Mark Bialczak’s site. If you’d like to drop by, I’d enjoy your input on the piece Here 

Why do you blog or read blogs? Do you do any other writing? Do you enjoy writing? Why? Would you like another cuppa and a sweet? We have a vast selection of teas, coffees (with an addition of something a little stronger to warm your blood if you choose) and sweets. Note that all our sweets, being of the electronic type, are calorie free.

Spring Tulips in October at Floriade in Canberra

My personal news of getting writing invitations has lightened my mood considerably this week. My local world is busy getting deeper into fall. The sidewalk outside is

covered with fallen maple leaves and squirrels and it has been rainy and windy. Oddly enough, it was very warm during the day this week but that is not unusual just before the temperature drops off for the winter. The local university students have cut back on their front porch gatherings on the street as they write their mid-terms and avoid the rain.

Is fall progressing in your home town? Then, of course we have our southern hemisphere visitors who are just starting spring. What does that mean to you? Does it mean more rain or higher temps or storms? It seems so odd doesn’t it, that while one part of the world gets colder, another gets warmer.

Well, the bigger world seems to be mostly negative news this week. Although along with any negative, there is often a way to see a silver lining. The big worry, of course is Ebola. The good news here is two fold: first, so far the virus is not transmitted by air, only body contact, which makes it far easier to control and allows you and I to help protect ourselves. Second, a vaccine has been developed by a Canadian company and is now in the US and Africa being field tested on humans. With any luck this will be the silver bullet that will end this disease. Meanwhile our hospitals are becoming more aware and prepared, reducing the chance of accidental infection. Is there any news in your country? How do you feel about this situation?

Global Economy

World wide there also seems to be a drop in economic activity that is deeply rooted. Here in Canada the slowing economy has dropped the demand for fuel products resulting in lower crude prices, lower gas prices and a lower value on our dollar. This opens an opportunity for our industry to be more competitive in the export markets – a good thing. If companies can tool up and improve exports fast enough, this could mean more jobs for us, the grass roots individuals. The bigger picture can be dealt with by the movers and shakers who get paid the big bucks to worry. Have you seen any signs of changes in your community? What do you think will happen? Is this just a natural market correction or does it hide a bigger problem? No matter what life throws at us, there is always a way to see past it to the positive. On a grass roots individual level silver linings are real and are always there if only we take the time to look.

Would you like another cuppa? I think I’ll have a sweet as well. Willow and I are honored that you dropped by the marquee in the garden today to visit. I hope you’ve enjoyed yourself and the conversation and please feel free to look around at Willow’s other posts while you’re here. Have a great week. We look forward to seeing you here in the garden again next week.

Relaxing for a moment of peace

All photos are  as below in order

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IF WE WERE HAVING COFFEE: I would ask you if you would  like another  cuppa, or  another cake . !   If we were having Coffee  Original idea  from  http://parttimemonster.wordpress.com/       

Please  don’t  forget  to pop over  to   Mark Bialczak’s site to see his  and Paul’s posts!

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http://nezuki.com/2014/03/03/lovethread-garden-party/

http://www.thegreatonline.com/inbound-marketing-blog/bid/100057/When-Can-I-Expect-To-See-Results-
From-Blogging

http://30minutebiblestudies.wordpress.com/2012/10/11/spring-in-australia-floriade/

http://www.theglobeandmail.com/

http://nezuki.files.wordpress.com/2014/03/lovethread_gardenparty03.jpg?w=1024&h=683

Sun Lights Up October

Bear took some words that  I had  put into a comment, on a beautiful post of hers, and made  the first  verse of the poem  below.

The photo I have used is from her  blog too. Bear has a way with her  camera  and always  catches  magic  and more!

Do  go to  Bear ‘s  page to see her version.

 

This photo belong to Bearspawprint

The autumn
Light gently
Reaches through
The trees,
Softly caressing
Our weary hearts
With love
And warmth.

 

Mother  nature  kisses you and  me

With tender lips  never seen.

A thousand  faces in the wood we cannot see!

Yet the camera catches Ents, Dryads,Loa and  Fairy Queen.

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A Poem by Bear and willow

Dreams : A Lyric

Dreams  they ravish us and then they hang us out to dry

Encroaching on the everyday  changing our outlook

Lifting us they can inspire,yet  they can drag us down until we cry.

Dreams love to write our lives like an endless book.

 

Dreams keep writing , writing our lives, dragging our secrets across the skies

 

Catch me I am falling to ground

Put out your loving arms  and rescue  me .

This dream has me spinning round and round.

The wind is rising save me before I am sent whirling out to sea.

 

Dreams keep writing , writing our lives, dragging our secrets across the skies

 

 

Dreams are enemies dreams dictate our fate

Dreams are our lovers our  truth is in them to be found

Save  me help  me dear one  before it is too late

Put out your loving arms and save me before I hit the ground.

 

Dreams keep writing , writing our lives, dragging our secrets across the skies

Dreams keep writing , writing our lives, dragging our secrets across the skies

<3 <3 <3   <3 <3   <3 <3

 

Johnnyojanpera  composed  a beautiful piece of  music , hear it  here . He has inspired me to write  a poem about dreams in reverse.

Johnny’s beautiful  wife Lisa  also has a wonderful  blog  at Underground Energy   .

They are a beautiful and talented couple. xxxx  <3

 

The Journey : Musical Theme

Eva chose JOURNEY as our Music Theme for this week.   This  is the Journey  of  my  life  so far.

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Keane  On The Road

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My Journey started at  birth dragged  kicking  and screaming  from the womb into the harsh light of day. The start of  the long road.

The Journey Part 1

Set upon this path, a route I do not know

Destination withheld from the very start.

Blindly  footstep after footstep, steady slow.

Arms outstretched searching  with my heart

 

Forced out into the light from the warmth of within

I was not ready for this world so cold  and bright

Covered in blood and marked  with original sin

I stumbled on towards  the eternal light.

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Dark Road  Annie Lennox

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The dark road of my school years.

The Journey Part 2

And  so here at 7yrs  the child is formed still so far to go  and on a dark road.

I love to colour  I love to dance I love to sing

Drawing cutting  pasting telling stories to my  Ted.

I am  not  pretty I am not  clever I am not  slim

I fly across  the skies  with imaginary  friends  and go exhausted to my bed!

 

Coming up  14yrs  school is hard  and husband is  met

But  being  the butt of  everyone’s spite is a hard hat  to ware !

The  teachers  do not like  me,  the girls see me as an easy target

I spend  my time  pretending I don’t care

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Imogen Heap  Who’s  Getting scared  now.

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Early Married years  and babies, lost  and kept.

The Journey Part 3

Twenty one  and  my  journey  moves on

Been Married  now  4yrs

So far we have a son

We have lost three babies  and this has brought  us tears.

 

Soon another  boy arrives making two

I grieve  for those I lost

I treasure  my  boys  and my  husband too

I am lost that is the high cost.

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Peter Frampton  The Long  and Winding road

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My middle  years.

The Journey Part 3

happy day

happy day

I am in  my  thirties  now  and yet  another  boy

I am on my own a lot as the husband’s job takes him away

The  boys  grow they race through teenage years , arguments and joy.

They are leaving school , university  and home they leave me no matter what I say.

 

Forties Fifties flying  by  I am changing  time for me

Get  a new  job I like,  with prospects, husband leaves  and  then later returns.

The boys  become men they get jobs  and travel here and there and across the sea.

Then one  finds a  wife  we all give him away , tears of joy in our eyes burn.

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Marmalade  Reflections of  my  life!

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My life  as it is.

The Journey Part 4

Now into  my sixth decade

With all that has come and gone

The right choices and the wrong ones made

I am older maybe wiser now like lyrics of a song.

 

A baby I have  been , a child and a young girl

I have lived and  loved  been married  and become a mum

I have seen  so many things to make your minds twirl

I find  much comfort now as a grandma I have become.

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My Journey  through life to be continued.

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Brandi Carlile  Story Of My Life.

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Please visit  the other Themists

EVA:   All Packed and Ready to Go Forth and Conquer Yourself? Yeah, It’s Journey Time.
LISA:     Lisa
JOHNNY:  Johnny
MADDIE:  ♪The Journey ~ Where Do Your Tracks Lead? Music Themes
BEAR :    http://bearspawprint.wordpress.com/2014/10/16/journey-music-themes/
JOHNBLAYA

The Apple Fell

The apple fell from the tree

It hit the ground and made straight for me.

The trail of maggots  climbed my legs

They entered me and sucked  the dregs.

 

They coloured  my view, trapped inside my eyes

Whispering in  my ears abhorrent lies that turned  the tides

Of  ills  besetting me. They made feast upon my brains

Their waste  clogging up  my  arteries  and veins.

 

Filling  my womb  and ovaries

Damning up  my bladder, my waters  burst uncontrollably.

They  turned  my milk, so what, I was now baron

They pushed out  my hair  Until I resembled carrion.

 

I beg them to set  me free,they did not

I begged them  for peace and  for the pain to stop.

They  did not listen nor  did they care

They gave not a shit  for how I’d fair.

 

No one listened  no one cared. So long  as it was not them

Who suffered. Their eyes avoid me again and again.

They pumped me full of chemicals , bags  and lines and  needles

It made  me worse, I curse them to suffer me such evils.

 

They, though not the maggots, mopped  my brow and  soothed my pain

They, though not  the maggots, begged me to fight and fight again.

I tried, I really did I fought, I screamed I cried.

They, the maggots  got what they wanted. I lost the  battle and died.

 

At last, at last I watched  them fly,

I kissed those maggots goodbye.

Find  the cure don’t  let the apple  fall from the tree

Don’ t let those maggots free.

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Another Poem  for Breast Cancer Awareness Month.

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