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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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.

Death of a planet.

Damn  you I see you all

Every action large  or small.

Why do you rape  and abuse  me

Tell me when I give  you my all, for free?

 

I lay here at your feet bleeding and broken

Not one of you have listened to the words I  have spoken.

I have told you, I have warned, I have cajoled  I have implored

You have not listened  you do not care. All my warning you have ignored!

 

Dying now I spew poison  that you have mined

You, you alone  have caused my death by that you are defined!

My skin is parched and burned, baron and scorched  am I

No animals move , my seas and lakes empty no birds left in my sky.

 

I weep but my tears just turn to steam  no relief

You have watched  me suffer yet you have just added to my  grief.

I am fading fast, there is nowhere to go. I am a shadow of myself

As pale as you brother moon , as dead too because of their greed for my wealth.

 

Dead am I

Why did you not try

Your wars and greed

And now in death I bleed.

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The drawing above  is the property  of    http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fiD0CGUAWho/U1F9eKzlvcI/AAAAAAAAPIg/UnI3rQ3oqpw/s1600/IMG_5636.JPG

CANCER

Cunning, creeping, conniving

Ailing , sickening  no longer thriving

Nearing  the end of  your tether

Coping worse  and worse  than ever

Eroding  you slowly  from the inside

Ruin it, kill it, crush  it, poison it until it dies!

 

Breast Cancer awareness month

 

Fight Fight Fight !

Scream at the moon, appeal to the sun,

Beg for deliverance from this end to be undone.

Damn your luck, curse your fate

Demand a recount of the end date.

 

Clear these eyes, change the view.

Scrub away at this thing that is eating you.

Wash out that womb scour those ovaries

Rid these breasts of the death that might be.

 

Fight the enemy  growing within

Deep breaths in the MRI, it makes such a din.

Swallow the drugs a chemical mix

Throw up your pain a hug will not fix

 

Rant at the day and scream at the night

Don’t  let Cancer win, no fight, fight, fight.

You are a sneak a coward that hides

But  we will find you and kill you and split you out wide.

 

Another poem for Breast Cancer Awareness Month.

 

 

This is a beautiful poem, on a subject close to my heart ! A World united and world conscious of the debt we owe nature , like the poem is a dream of mine too. Bluefiadiaeeies asked me  this  “This is a project for my best friend’s cousin. And, also, please if you have time, spread it? They need a proof that it has reached international audience.”
If you enjoy it as much as I did could anyone reblog too. Thank you . xx

If We Were Having Coffee: Guest Post – Oct.12/2014

Upbeat People

 

Here we all are posed for the photo while having tea – a handsome group indeed

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. As you can see above, it was reader photo day and aren’t we a handsome group? I’ll be happy 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 sweets while we discuss the affairs of the week both personal and/or worldwide. How has your week been?

Sound asleep

 

I’ll start our chat today with a funny that happened in dialysis Friday night. I get a different nurse each time, depending on their schedule. Friday night I had Marcie – a very funny, cheerful nurse of about my age who enjoys verbal jousting and is not above flirting (she’s single). We had a few good laughs as she was hooking me up to the dialysis machine. I had taken a prescription drug before entering dialysis that was designed to stop random leg muscle movements (called restless legs or crazy legs) which are sometimes a side effect of dialysis. This had been troubling me for a while and I had just gotten the prescription right. So, as soon as Marcie had me hooked up, I fell asleep -apparently a side effect of the drug for the side effect of dialysis. I slept very soundly, even through the unhooking at the end, the holding of the needle punctures to stop bleeding and the bandaging of the site. Normally, I would do the holding and help with other parts of the unhooking – but tonight I was dead to the world. Finally it was time to leave and Marcie had to shake me awake. My first response upon waking was to comment on the restless legs medication: “Wow that was awesome.” Of course Marcie did not know why I had slept through, had left the unhooking all to her, and she responded in a flat emotionless tone: “I’m glad it was good for you.” One of the passing nurses and another patient overheard us and burst into laughter. “You two sound like an old married couple.” It took me a minute to figure out what was going on and when I did I blushed and explained my comment and the new medication. We all shared a great laugh. Do you find that cheerful people keep your spirits up and make life so much more pleasant? Do you have any stories about situations where an individual made a positive difference because of their attitude?

Para Transpo Bus with Driver

Would you like another cuppa and a sweet? It’s a bit cool today, so the hot drink is feeling mighty warming.

I was on my way back home Friday and had a chat with the bus driver. I have a walking handicap from the dialysis treatment and so I qualify for handicapped transport – called Para Transpo here in Ottawa. It is an excellent service (in general) and with an appointment they pick me up at my door, drop me at the hospital

and then return me home afterwards. My driver tonight was a regular – an upbeat gentleman in his 50’s who always has a smile ready. I was early as dialysis had gone very well (no interruptions) and he was early as well – so we started out 15 minutes ahead of schedule. I asked him if he was done for the evening and he replied that he had one more pick-up after he dropped me off. I suggested his next customer would be happy to see him early, and he laughed and said he doubted that. He continued that his last pick up for the night was a young handicapped man who was returning from a local bar to his home. Apparently this was a regular Friday night pick-up and my driver felt somewhat awkward entering the bar to find the young man. He described the bar as an establishment for young people and said that every time he darkened the door everyone turned to check him out. He said the feeling was one of nervousness, as if they were all waiting for him to demand which of the bastards had gotten his daughter drunk the night before.

A Busy Pub Full of Young People – Hooley’s Pub, Ottawa

 

I found this amusing and wondered out loud at how our perceptions of our surroundings change as we age. Thirty years earlier, he or I could have walked into such a pub and no one would have even noticed us. He laughed and said that Para had a number of elderly ladies in their 70’s to 90’s that used the service to get back and forth to their local bar at the Legion Hall (The Royal Canadian Legion is a non-profit veterans’ organization started in the 1920’s – http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Royal_Canadian_Legion). They would go in the afternoon and return home tipsy and happy that evening. My driver seemed to be implying that partying does not have to be confined to the youngsters. There is a place for all of us, no matter the age. Do you have any thoughts on that? Have you found that where you fit has changed as you grew older? Have your likes and dislikes around socializing changed over the years?

Royal Canadian Legion

 

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.

 

For the Fall Chills we have Irish Coffee to warm the cockles of the heart.

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/

Photo credits:

http://www.gardenconnections.co.uk/english-tea-and-roses-homestay_c141.aspx

http://www.picgifs.com/clip-art/sleeping/clip-art-sleeping-630119-687352/

http://www.ottawasun.com/2013/06/19/no-quick-win-for-para-transpo-bookings-commission-finds-out

http://www.montrealgazette.com/

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rsday+April+2012/6529469/story.html

http://tamworth.ca/?page_id=157

http://www.cookiesorbiscuits.com/wp-content/uploads/2014/03/Irish-Whiskey-2.jpg

 

IF WE WERE HAVING COFFEE : AUTUMN DOGS NEWBIE FAMILY AND FRIENDS.

Welcome here we are in October already. Who stole the rest of the year where has it gone! Paul and I are so glad that you could make it here today . Come on in 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: I’d tell you it has been another busy week here. My sister has been into hospital and had an operation I have been very concerned for her but I am very glad to tell you all that the operation has been a success and she is now recuperating at home, taking things easy and doing her physio! Actually I do not know what to make of my sisters ! Another one is recovering from shingles and pleurisy together, yes together she never does anything by halves! My eldest sister not to left out is having heart problems I really need a magic wand to make then all better! OH! I have two brothers too and one of then is having serious problems with his leg! As far as I know brother number two is doing okay and on a holiday! ( Vacation to our American and Canadian friends)

IF WE WERE HAVING COFFEE: I would ask if any of you remember Cat Forsley she had a blog on wordpress . She is a music maker and is in a musical partnership with Ashton Price known as “The City Rumbles Underneath “ they have made several videos . Cat stopped her blog a while back because she was so busy with music and commitments that she just could not cope , I kept her email address and kept in touch occasionally. Well imagine my delight when Wednesday morning while I was at the gym I looked up at the screen and saw ” The City Rumbles Underneath” Hearts Expire come up on the screen. I was so excited I stopped my treadmill and rushed over to tell some of the friends also at the gym that I know that singer I know Cat!

I emailed her and told her the news she was delighted and she also said they were having more success over her in the UK than in their home Canada.
Here is the video I saw at the gym.

If any of  you remember and want  to contact Cat  here are some of her places  http://catforsley.me   http://asthecityrumblesunderneath.com

http://ca.linkedin.com/pub/cat-forsley/3a/8ab/180       http://www.cafepress.com/catforsleydesigns     http://instagram.com/catforsley

Thursday’s Pal

IF WE WERE HAVING COFFEE I would tell you that I had a good afternoon on Thursday visiting a friend  who was at home doing a 4 day  dog sitting stint  for her son  while he was away . We  spent a lovely afternoon chatting and   looking after this charming if not huge  chap! He kept us very  busy demanding we play  ball with  him! Such a lovely  dog only  one problem he likes  to nibble, your  arms, your legs! Only  gentle  tiny  nibbles  but at 20 months old  and  with sharp  teeth he did manage to bruise my arm!

IF WE WERE HAVING COFFEE Ask you if you’d like another cuppa  or another  slice of cake or biscuit even, they are  all home made and totally calorie free! Everything here is!
Friday was Pilates  then shopping and cooking  nothing special  but Saturday  well ! The Newbie, my son and his wife, visiting  my friend and her hubby and dogs, a walk by the river followed by a glorious sunset  are some of my favourite  things  and to get them all in one day is just so wonderful.
The Newbie  and parents  came round for lunch, they tried out the high chair  and cot we had procured. The husband  had lovingly painted  up the cot and  I  had cleaned  up high chair.   Both were a success ! After they left  the husband picked  some of our crop of tomatoes then we headed over  to see our friends  and their lovely dogs, when we left there  we went for a walk along the river . It was lovely in the late afternoon, Autumn sun glinting off of  the river. Then on our way  home  we saw  some amazing  skies!   Here are some photos!
Some of our tomato  crop

Some of our tomato crop

Two best boys

Two best boys

Sun's rays on the river

Sun’s rays on the river

Sun setting  from the car

Sun setting from the car

me  being clever!

me being clever!

IF WE WERE HAVING COFFEE: I would ask you if you would  like another  cuppa, or  another cake . I’d  tell you I have really  come to enjoy  these chats  and I’d  love  to hear  what you would  tell me. Please feel free to stay  as long  as  you like  and don’t  forget  to visit  Paul’s  post  now  while  you are  here!   If we were having Coffee  Original idea  from  http://parttimemonster.wordpress.com/

Frozen in the Moonlight.

The silver moon light  gleams though the open window

It alights on Penelope’s labours.

Stark white  hand Penelope’s dreams bleach of sorrow.

Like silver jewels hang  her favours

Fearsome Friday!

 

It’s Immie.

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