31 Dec 2013 30 Comments
in Uncategorized Tags: blessings, friendship., good wishes, love, luck
TO EVERYONE WHO EVEN SO MUCH AS BLINKS THROUGH THIS POST HAPPY NEW YEAR.
TO ALL THE WONDERFUL FOLLOWERS AND FRIENDS I HAVE MADE. ALL OF YOU I HAVE NEVER MET ANY OF YOU BUT I FEEL SO CLOSE TO YOU ALL . YOU HAVE HELPED AND SUPPORTED ME MORE THAN YOU WILL EVER KNOW. I HOPE I HAVE HELPED YOU ALL TOO.
SO TO ALL OF YOU BE WELL BE HAPPY AND BE BLESSED
SO RAISE YOUR GLASS OR YOUR CUP AND SAY GOD BLESS US ALL EVERYONE .
31 Dec 2013 14 Comments
in Uncategorized Tags: EvDaDaDec, Evil, fairies, love, Mountains, princesses, storms, tenderness, tricks, War, witches
Deep within her castle . The evil witch of the East reached out her soul.
Over fields of snow and mountains high she soared though not whole.
She traveled straight to her enemies camp and into Polar bears mind!
At once Polar Bear awoke not as himself but as the wicked Witch.
Before anyone could move she grabbed the child and was gone, her plan perfect, carried out without a glitch.
Poor Polar Bear fell to the ground his body was still as still
For with the child the Witch had taken , also, Polar Bear’s free will.
He lay there in a coma , this is what our precious Mae had seen.
This horror was the reason that her screams had awoken her from her dream.
Mae was inconsolable her fears were running riot
But however much she dreaded the worst, her terrors she had to quiet.
Ewen stood before her he had listened to what she had seen
There is no hope of turning back now, whispered the Winter Queen.
So with heavy heart and sickening fear Mae mounted, Vlad, her ride
Ewen and his Sister too astride their snow white bears moved swiftly to her side.
They sent out the Ravens but sadly they new Mae’s dream was true.
Win or loose they had to fight the East Witch there was nothing else that they could do.
Fly away faithful birds find for us the news
Of the fate of Polar Bear and Mae’s half brother too.
The party made their way up into the mountains
Step by step they, not easy they made small gains.
The mountains were treacherous and they met many dangers on their way
Many tales of that journey I could tell but time is short so it must wait for another day.
On they went through the fiercest storm the world had ever seen.
Some of Ewen’s brave men were lost, their lives given for Mae , the child and the Winter Queen.
SADLY THE DANGERS OF THE MOUNTAINS ARE NAUGHT TO WHAT LIES AHEAD.
31 Dec 2013 9 Comments
in Uncategorized Tags: Musical Themes, New beginnings, New year
Death Has a rest, a short one.
He was tired, he was taken unaware.
Death was exhausted it had been a heavy year.
He was not sure at first but their gentle voices confirmed his fear.
Here was Hope and the New Year ,
Yes and they were seeping love and kindness he felt weak at the knees and close to tears.
Come ,they said, and sit with us you look so tired and gaunt
He knew they would not be denied their chat, they would not be put off by a nasty taunt.
Feeling strangely grateful, not a feeling he knew well.
He took the weight off his bony feet which as usual hurt like hell.
Walking on those cobbled stones played havoc with his joints
It must be how a ballerina feels after dancing years on points!
They lit a fire because he looked cold,
Death hated to admit it but he was frozen to the bone and feeling so very old.
Well what use is a thin cowled cloak in minus zero.
For goodness sake he was not a super hero.
New Year, tiny, innocent and fresh eyes wide and her smile too, dressed
In warmly was she ever to be able to cope with the coming 12 months of mess.
She was so beautiful and so close to her friend Hope who was plump now
Hassle free this end of the year to do well they proudly vow
Their predecessors had not long left, Old Mother time and Hopelessness.
But right now he was happy to sit for a while and bask in their warmth, it was like a sweet caress.
It has been such a busy year, his three brothers, War, Famine and Pestilence had been very busy
As ever it was his job to collect the souls was enough to make you dizzy.
So many shootings and knifings , gangs and young people doing dreadful things
It almost pained him ..wait was that, an emotion swing!!
This will not get the dead collected he said as he bade them good night
Heading off to London to collect a sixteen year old lad from a fatal street fight.
Sad he muttered as he helped the lad from the gutter.
Was that a tear he asked himself, shocked.
No it must be rain, his tear ducts were long gone never to be unlocked .
As he watched Hope and New Year set off on their path he sighed a huge sigh
He wanted to laugh he knew they would be old, haggard and changed soon and it made him cry?
Reassuring his charge that all would be well, what? he felt another emotion,was that fear?
Again it has been hovering over his head getting ever so near.
So he took the boy who hardly had lived
While Hope and New Year took Pandora’s Box and opened the lid.
https://willowdot21.wordpress.com/2011/12/29/death-has-a-rest-a-short-one/
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Hail Philosopher of the colours. A rainbow man no doubt, afresh the canvas waits for you to shade in light and dark.
The old and tired grays and purples of things best forgot will lurk in corners and await their chance to burst forth.
If not imprisoned properly they will seep out and discolour the brightest vista and most happy moment, they show no remorse.
Just try harder as I do to block their poisonous course. The fresh and open page, the as yet perfect pallet will not stay that way for long.
In fact if you look closely you will see the corruption has begun.
Perhaps it never stopped? You can see all shades and colours hinted there, all darks and lights are slowly seeping through.In grief we turn and realize we can’t escape the old year’s ties.
Run, run as fast your brain can carry, you will not win but do not tarry.
Keep up the show and laugh and joke. For in reality your horrors surround you like smoke. Don’t slow, don’t appeal for help if you don’t flee you will choke.
Your path is set, your time is measured you cannot change the course. No helping hand is really there just hear the fortunes sing despair.
There is no change at stroke of midnight, there is no new, for time and date are man-made as is the human curse.
Just a long, long road we have to travel until we reach the end. Don’t waste effort on what has been or what has yet to come.
Grab each joy and use it to extreme. There is no future nor is there past they are gone or not yet here. The now is what you command; the only way to survive is live each moment make a stand.
Spread light and warmth, pass truth and love around.
As for good things use them now don’t let them slip away for dark is waiting in the wings. Remember, waiting to spill onto your unsuspecting page.
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Queen It’s A Beautiful Day
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This will be our Year. The Zombies
escape
And now we stand on the brink of the New Year.
Exposed,open hearted, eyes wide hiding our fear.
Take that first step into no man’s land
be brave and strong I am here at hand.
Who knows where tomorrow will take us.
Will it be joy or will it be sorrow or will the monotony shake us?
The leap of fate can for no man wait so come lets fly before it is too late.
https://willowdot21.wordpress.com/2011/12/31/new-year-new-hope/
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New Year!
Life is like a merry go round
you swirl right up then you plummet back down.
The minutes tick tock and the horses prance
and life goes on like a magic dance.
Time is a devil time is a thief
it creeps up behind you, BOO! then speeds off away as you try to turn over a new leaf.
Look at the puppet who is she,
is she the doll or is the doll me?
Or am I the puppet master
I do not know which is which as I spin and dance faster
and fall into a ditch..
The minutes disappear as the hours fly by,
days turn to weeks then months as the year dies.
Suddenly we find ourselves at the very last tick,
time has run out and the candle is at the end of it’s wick.
Time is a devil time is a thief
it creeps up behind you, BOO! then speeds off away as you try to turn over a new leaf.
Looking out to the horizon it cannot be seen
as it slowly advances like a killing machine.
Devouring all in it way, leaving wreckage behind
I warned you did I not, time is cruel and unkind.
It ravages the landscape and dirties the towns
it sours your looks, spoils your figure and turns smiles into frowns.
If your not watching it plays tricks on you ,
it messes with your head and laughs at the things that you do.
Time is a devil time is a thief
it creeps up behind you, BOO! then speeds off away as you try to turn over a new leaf.
So once again we arrive at the edge of time
what is the point, but for the dates, what is before us is no different to what is behind!
What is the point of all this tadoo
tomorrow is tomorrow what ever you do.
The world should of stopped last year December twenty one
but we are still here so is the weather though I’m not sure about the sun.
Time is a devil time is a thief
it creeps up behind you, BOO! then speeds off away as you try to turn over a new leaf.
The world this New Years Eve is heavily in debt ,
there are wars a plenty, famine , disease and pain it will all be here tomorrow I bet.
So lift up your glasses and be of good cheer what was plaguing you today, tomorrow ………. it will still be all here.
Time is a devil time is a thief
it creeps up behind you, BOO! then speeds off away as you try to turn over a new leaf.
You may remember last new years eve Death took a rest when he met with the New Year and Hope he basked in their naive presence for a while shared their feelings and they made him happy , not something he experiences every day, they made him smile. Then time moved on and circumstances changed and Hope and the New Year grew older and tired. Hope became Hopeless and the New Year became the Old, worn out, used, bitter and cold.
So light your fireworks drink your toast
cling on to those you love the most.
Wave good bye to the ageing year and bravely step forth into a brand New Year.
Time is a devil time is a thief
it creeps up behind you, BOO! then speeds off away as you try to turn over a new leaf.
Life is like a merry go round
you swirl right up then you plummet back down.
The minutes tick tock and the horses prance
and life goes on like a magic dance.
Dance with the devil it’s the end of the year,
another will be along soon so you’ve nothing to fear!
Time is a devil time is a thief
it creeps up behind you, BOO! then speeds off away as you try to turn over a new leaf.
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ABBA
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Black veiled Brides : New Year’s Day
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Susan Boyle
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So to you all my dear friends, old new and even those not met yet I wish you health joy and love for 2014.
I thank you all for your support and care and I hope I have been as much support to you all as you all have to me!
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30 Dec 2013 6 Comments
in Uncategorized Tags: EvDaDaDec, Evil, fairies, love, princesses, tenderness, tricks, War, witches
Time seemed suspended as the small party moved on
With their eyes searching but not seeing , all landmarks gone.
The Queen though brave felt dread in her heart
Not knowing if help would come in time , she had been uneasy from the start.
Mae rode Vlad, the Winter Queen’d most beloved Bear
He was strong , clever and fearless and of Mae he would take care.
The cold was biting and the wind froze their breath
Though all was covered with snow , nothing could hide the smell of death.
The landscape barren, a forgotten frozen waste
Let us hope that reinforcements come, and come with all haste.
As the travellers reach the end of the the valley that they have been passing through
Mountains loom above them,there is no way round them, so to cross them is what, they will have to do.
Mae was struck by horror this seemed an impossible task
But the Winter Queen assured her they could do this, but her fears were hardly masked!
Darkness was closing in they could see it advancing like a curtain of black
They stood there knowing the only way was forward , for there was no turning back.
Just when they felt that all was lost , a figure came towards them,as in a fairy tale!
It was the Winter’s brother who had been keeping watch for them in this ungodly gale.
Quickly he shepherded them back to his battle camp.
With food and warmth they thawed, relieved that for now they had ceased their tramp.
Ewen was a noble man who loved his sister dear
As soon as he received his sister’s call for help , his destiny was clear.
He had and army of a thousand men, all of them good and true
But he knew he would need more as out of the Witch’s lair thousands would spew.
Mae slept exhausted exactly where she had dropped
Ewen and his sister talked while keeping watch.Then with the dawn the snow stopped
The night passed quickly and Mae was with her brother in her dreams
She suddenly saw Polar Bear turn into the Witch of the East! Mae woke the whole camp with her terrified screams.
THE ROAD AHEAD FOR OUR TRAVELERS WILL NOT BE EASY.
29 Dec 2013 10 Comments
in Uncategorized Tags: coping, Dancing, energy, Hope, joy for life
For Deborah
Dance in the sunlight dance by the moon
Dance till you are dizzy. Spin till you swoon!
Dance up the hills and skip down the dales
Dance across the water like a ship with full sails
Dance if you can and dance if you will
Dance in the restaurant till the waiter brings the bill
Dance if you can dance if you can’t
Dance Dance Dance Dance make it your chant!
Dance if your body lets you and when it will not
Dance in your head it easy, easy so give it a shot.
Dance to your health and to mine
Dance Dance forget the bad for a while and let the good shine!
29 Dec 2013 17 Comments
in Uncategorized Tags: Depression, despair, EvDaDaDec, Hope, lethargy, New, old
It is cold and fresh outside and the lawns a white and crisp and even
The sands of time are running out for the old year. It’s packed and ready for the leavin’
Christmas has been and gone with all of it’s bluster and show and we have left behind the feast of Stephen.
Sadness is hangin’ round suspended in these nowhere days, the new years’s on it’s way so why the grievin’
We all move slowly, zombie like ,betwixt and between the old and the new.
Doing as we are bid shop, shop get to the sales . You need something to do.
The past is stretched out lazily idly playing with your head. Push it off Shooo!
Approaching fast from the future the come the new bringing hope and all that will ensue.
Greedily stocking up are energy and hope full of ideas and readiness to cope.
Come now shake off the lethargy of the old stretch yawn , don’t mope!
You can’t stop this anyway we are all on the precipice about to fall down the slippery slope
So embrace the old, give him a hug at least you know him. Raise a glass in farewell he’s not a bad bloke!
28 Dec 2013 16 Comments
in Uncategorized Tags: boots, EvDaDaDec, fashion, joy, need, self esteem, want
I could not believe their beauty, going for a song
Well it may be an opera , calling to me with a message oh! so strong.
Lovely, lovely comfy boots calling out to me
Buy us they pleaded ,go on set us free.
I wanted them, no I did not need them. How beautiful are they
Striding through the door , I’ll have those boots in the window I say!
OH! they feel so DIVINE, they fit so well give me now MINE!
Can’t get home quick enough to check them out . So FINE!
Now I am floating through the streets, in my boots so neat.
People stop and stare, I am flying high feeling so sweet!
I feel young, I feel sexy, I know I’m not but I feel complete
My boots , so new, so gorgeous, the best, a real treat!
27 Dec 2013 13 Comments
in Uncategorized Tags: agression, escape, EvDaDaDec, sales, shopping, solitude
It is the day after boxing day , it dry and the sky was blue!
I was alone and restless so I went for a walk for something to do.
As left the house the streets were deserted and quiet
But as I neared the town they were having a riot!
The shops were full as full as they could be
People pushing shoving arguing as far as the eye can see.
Please , excuse me, thank you have become redundant words
As I walked pass the shops I thought they were all acting like a herd!
As I turned upon my heels and headed back away from the town
I walked toward the fields and trees away from the crush
The cool air took the breath from me I felt my stress go down.
Walking was so much better out here in the open away from the town and the rush.
As I walk I start to breath,
As far behind the shops I leave.
People pushing , grabbing what’s the gain
I prefer to be out here alone so much more to gain.
26 Dec 2013 12 Comments
in Uncategorized Tags: Musical theme, New year, Old Year
Dear Themists I am back in the game ! Out of the dark and into the light
Escaping the vicious cruel claws of perpetual night!
Here is my turns Challenge to you
Let us relate all things Old passing to New !
So do Join us the theme is open to all
If no one has any objections to call
Because we are busy shall we set this for Dec 31st
Giving us time to regroup from the seasons outbursts!?
THEMISTS
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D.S. NELSON
26 Dec 2013 8 Comments
in Uncategorized Tags: EvDaDaDec, Hope, New, old, rebirth, year's beginning, years end
Okay time to pull myself up by my boot lace
Paint the smile of make up on my face
Out with the old in with the New
Sorry dear friends for casting my worries on you.
The old year tired and worn is slowly packing its bag.
Lets not detain it, it’s course is run. Raise it’s cloak to ease the drag.
The world is waiting for the New Year , though why I am not sure
Nothing magical ever happen’s, nothing changes. Yet wait here comes Hope a knocking at the door.
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