The Man In My Dreams

Man in my dreams

In  that  second  I  surrendered  my  soul

Gave it up totally,untouched  pure  and whole.

My senses  went  haywire, I was at  sea

His  beauty  touched  every  inch of me.

 

Unable to move  I  grew roots, I had  to stay

My  eyes I  could  not  tear  away .

Nor  did  I  care  to, desire  was  all I  felt

My blood  rushing,  my  heart  full pelt.

 

The  stars  moved  across  the  skies

I saw  the sun set  and  the moon rise.

Reaching  out  I touched his perfect  skin

I stole  a kiss, I  was lost  now in  sin.

 

He opened his eyes as I  kissed  his lips

He smiled  as I  caressed him with my  fingertips.

His Raven screamed  at  me  then took to  angry flight

He took me  to him  and held  me and  we decended into the night.

 

The  sun found  me  cold  and  wet

All life  extinguished  an empty shell.

I looked  down at  my corpse  with no  regret

Though dead  I  am  so alive under  his  spell.

 

Forever  means  forever  when a vampire  you love

Yet I  am happy  and and  my  spirit  now  flies  like  a dove!

Lost soul forever

One Liner Wednesday: Time

My favorite things in life don’t cost any money. It’s really clear that the most precious resource we all have is time. 

Steve Jobs :

Time

This  is  part  of  Linda’GHill‘s One Liner Wednesday

Anyone who would like to try it out, feel free to use the “One-Liner Wednesday” title in your post, and if you do, you can ping back to  Linda’s  post   here to help your blog get more exposure. To execute a ping back, just copy the URL in the address bar on this post and paste it somewhere in the body of your post. Your link will show up in the comments below. Please ensure that the One-Liner Wednesday you’re pinging back to is this week’s! Otherwise, no one will likely see it but me.

As with Stream of Consciousness Saturday (SoCS), if you see a ping back from someone else in my comment section, click and have a read. It’s bound to be short and sweet.

Unlike SoCS, this is not a prompt so there’s no need to stick to the same “theme.”

The rules that I’ve made for myself (but don’t always follow) for “One-Liner Wednesday” are:

1. Make it one sentence.

2. Make it either funny or inspirational.

3. Use the tag #1lineWed for more exposure.

Have fun!

Depression cuts.

Lost L


STOP  THE  PAIN 

it  is  eating  me  again!

Sharp, sharp steel blade

The  only  rlief , the only  difference  made.

STOP  THE  PAIN 

Before  it  takes  my life  in vain

Please  show  me  a better  way

I can’t  bleed  through  another day.

STOP  THE  PAIN 

I don’t  want  to stay  the same.

Please, please  just someone help me

Save  me from  myself, don’t let death  be  the only thing  to free me!!

STOP  THE  PAIN 

My lips are  sealed I am still sane.

Yet I cannot talk I cannot  tell you.

But  I want  your help, honestly  true. 

STOP  THE  PAIN 

it  is  eating  me  again!

Sharp, sharp steel blade

The  only  rlief , the only  difference  made.

If we were having Coffee: Gardens, kitchens and flowers!

Coffee time

Hello  everyone  welcome  to  the garden  we have a marquee  and  heaters, all the garden  furniture  has  been washed  and  I have put out cushions for your  comfort.

Well what  do  you  think  shall  we  chance  it . Now  as  always  we have  tea  and coffee  from all over  the world not to mention all our cakes  and muffins  and  as Paul  calls  them sweets! Every single  one  is  calorie  free! Plus of course  we now have spirits  and liquors  to warm the coldest of  you.

If we were having  Coffee: I would ask  you what  has been going on in your world this week, has  anything  deeply affected  you, have  you need a sympathetic ear, a shoulder to cry  on or  just  needed someone  to make  you laugh! If  yes  feel free to talk it out  here  with us. We will all help if  we can.

If we were having Coffee: I would  remind  you  that  there  are lots of  other  coffee mornings  all shared  and organized  By  Diana  and  Gene’O  over at,Part time monster  

If we were having coffee:  Well it has  been  a very  busy  week  again, tell me  please  where  has half of  this year  gone ??

Well  settle  down  with your  drinks  and cakes   and I  shall  tell you  about  the big  plan! What  I hear  you  asking?  Right  the hubby  has  suggested  we have a new  kitchen   and I  actually  agree! Even though it will mean a lot of upheaval  it  will be  worth it. So  far  we have  waded  through  the  catalogue  of  the  manufacter  that  we have chosen. We  have picked  the unit  and  narrowed  the colour  scheme  down to  three  colours ( Ivory, sage  or light blue) . We  have spent hours  choosing   which  white  goods  we  want   and  also  spent  ages  researching  cooker hoods.

My dream kitchen?

We  have  decided  to  have  the hob  on  a central  island   which means  the extracter  hood  will be  suspended  above  said  hob! Well I hae to apologise  for  all the  slips of  paper  with  drawings  on  and  the  catalogues  strewn  all over  the place !  move  them out  the way  and  make  yourselves  comfortable…. watch  this spot.

If we  were having Coffee :  My  gym buddy  and I  have  been working very hard  this  week  and  we have  signed up  for another  course of  extra  lessons  to see us  through  to the end  of  the year !

Home made

Can I refill your cup or  get you  a calorie  free  treat  we have some  gorgeous  cakes  this week.

If  we  were having  coffee: I would  draw  your  attantion  to  Paul’s  blog  this  week  it is  exstremely  thought  provoking,  do  read  it  believe me  you  will not  regret  it! If  we  were having  coffee: I tell  you  that  the garden is  doing  fine   but  I  have no photos  today  because   I just  have  not  had  time  to  take  any  this  week Hooray  I hear  you  all shouting!! … But  hey  I have  some  lovely  photos of  some of  my  flowers!

Honeysuckle
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Fusia
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Roses
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Hanging basket
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Holyhock
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Ivy at the cemetary
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Daisy daisy
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I don’t know

Now  I  have  to  admit  I do not  know  what  the  yellow  flower is  called  but isn’t it lovely!!

If  we  were having  coffee: I have  to  go  to bed  now  as  I  have  to be  up  early   as  we  are  off  to  see  the Newbie   early  tomorrow!

Once  again I  thank  you  all for  visiting  me  and Paul  too  we love to  see you  and hear  what  you have to say  and  we hope  you will join us again next  week! Hugs  to you  all! Do  all stay  and  be comfortable   we love  to see  you  all.

Get me a drink

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Uoopsey Daisy

 

 

If We Were Having Coffee – July 26/2015 Racism, Police Brutality, or a Bad Day?

Racism, Police Brutality, or a Bad Day?

ESCORT TO AFTERNOON HIGH TEA AT KING EDWARD HOTEL (ALEX CONSIGLIO/TORONTO SUN)
Paul Your Barista

Welcome to Willow’s weekly coffee and tea garden. My name is Paul; I’ll be your barista today. I’m happy to see you have come for a cuppa and a chat. Please come into the garden and make yourself comfortable. Willow fluffed the cushions on the chairs and set the tables in the garden so we can have a cuppa and chat as we soak up the sun and enjoy the beautiful plants. As usual, 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. Also available is a large selection of spirits for addition to your cuppa or in its place. We can relax amongst the flowers while we discuss the affairs of the week both personal and/or worldwide. How has your week been?

Sandra Bland

So, the big news item here this week has been the death of Sandra Bland, a young black woman, in her Texas jail cell, where she ended up after failing to signal a lane change. That sounds absolutely ludicrous, I know, and yet it is true. The police say she was arrested for assaulting a police officer after a traffic stop went bad. And that once in jail, she committed suicide on the 3rd day. Her family says that Sandra was upbeat, not suicidal, and had just moved to Texas from Illinois to start a new job at the university where she had graduated some years before. They suggest that Sandra’s death was not suicide. One of the best coverages I’ve seen so far, including the dash-cam videos from the original arrest, is on CNN    see  here 

Sandra Exiting Car when Threatened with Tazer

If We Were Having Coffee

Would you like another cuppa? Perhaps a sweet? I spent many years on the road and have been stopped by and involved with police and other officials like weight enforcement officers and customs officers, a great deal. When I watched the dash-cam video of the traffic stop that initiated Sandra’s death, I cringed. There was no doubt from early on that the incident was going to escalate and come to a bad end. Typically, of the two people involved – the officer and the citizen – one or the other will take steps to stop escalation. Personally, I always tried to be that person, rather than depending on the officer to back down. In this instance, neither the officer nor Sandra backed down. The officer always has the upper hand as he/she represents the law and their word will be taken over the citizen’s word. In the vast majority of videos I have seen of traffic stops, when the citizen is upset or angry, the officer will reduce the escalation, while still giving the ticket. They are supposedly trained for this and yet this was not what happened in the Sandra Bland traffic stop.

Sandra on the Ground After Reinforcements and Altercation

Many media outlets are saying that this is yet another example of how blacks are treated differently and unfairly by law officers. Perhaps this is true – if it happens more often to blacks than whites. In my opinion, this traffic stop, taken on its own, had little to do with race and simply reflects the bad end that occurs when both the officer and the citizen are upset or angry. It escalated to a shoving match which then became an assault charge.

New Sign in Town Reported on Twitter

How about a re-fill of your cuppa? Remember all of our sweets are calorie free – so dig in. I was called into a dept of highway scale one day while trucking. I was asked to produce my paperwork and I complied. There was a problem that came from the way the shipper had filled out my bills of lading and I was upset as I had specifically told them how to do it and then I had failed to check to see if they had complied – and they had not. I was completely legal and yet my paperwork indicated that I was illegal. This caused undue problems that resulted in my swearing in front of the scale officer. He immediately backed off and asked if I was having a hard day. I was so surprised by his change of tone that I had to ask what had precipitated it. He admitted that he and the other officers had just undergone training on how to recognize and de-escalate potentially hazardous situations. He wouldn’t elaborate. After about an hour of phone calls and getting new bills of lading faxed with apologies from the shipper, I was free to go.

Pull Over and Bring In Your Paperwork

I began inquiring of the grapevine as to why the Kelly Lake scale officers had been putthrough sensitivity training. The answer was quite amusing, if not in a peaceful way. Apparently some weeks before, an upset driver had been called into the scale as I was. Through no fault of his own, his truck was illegal and the officer was abusive verbally. The driver, a very large man, snapped and reached across the counter, grabbed the officer by his jacket, pulled him screaming over the counter and hit him so hard the officer lost consciousness. There were numerous witnesses and although the driver was charged with assault, all the witnesses made it clear in court that had the officer responded differently, the whole situation would have been avoided. The judge was not pleased with the actions of the officers and ordered sensitivity training. Ha! The driver was found guilty but his punishment was reduced due to extenuating circumstances.

Interior of Sandra’s Cell here 

The sort of encounter that initiated the Sandra Bland situation is not uncommon and is not a function of race. What happened after that, in her case though, is, so far a mystery. The officials show camera footage of the outside of Sandra’s cell that makes it clear that no one entered or left her cell from the time she was last checked until she was found dead, hanging by a garbage bag from an overhead bar. Fellow inmates in nearby cells also testified that no one entered Sandra’s cell and that Sandra was distraught and crying constantly, suggesting she may have taken her own life. She had no criminal record and no record of any mental health problems – although she had mentioned on her Facebook page that she was depressed and suffering from PTSD. An investigation has been launched.

On that note, that’s about all we have room for this week, so it’s time to settle in with another cuppa and enjoy the garden. Sweets anyone? Please join me in thanking Willow for her invitation to tea. We are all honored that you dropped by today to visit. I hope you’ve enjoyed yourself and the conversation and please look around at Willow’s other posts while you’re here. Willow is over there serving her guests and chatting it up. Let’s go see how she is today. Have a great week. We look forward to seeing you back here forsweets and beverages of your choice again next week.

Police Officer Having Coffee in 1920 after the Chicago Race Riots of 1919

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Stream of Conciousness Saturday : The VISionary

This is  part  of  LindaGHill‘s Stream of Conciousness  Saturday  Here is  the pingback.

Your Friday prompt for Stream of Consciousness Saturday is: “vis.”  Use a word, or tie your post’s theme around a word, that contains the letters VIS, in that order. Enjoy!

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The Visionary

I survey  the vista from  my  secret place

Deep into  the  night I hide  silent  and  leaving  no trace.

I have  visions of  war  and  plague  laying  all to  waste.

Activists scream  and  shout  waving  their  banners

They  see  less  than I, collectivists all with no  manners!

 

Whirling like  Dervishes round  and  round

Spinning  so fast  they  become indevisable as  they  hit  the  ground.

Inadvisable  hands  reach out  to  stay  their  fall

Sadly  they  slip  through  invisible  one  and  all.

I bend  to  pick  them up and  lavish care on them

Too late  I  see  the ravishes  of  of life  and  zen.

 

I survey  the vista from  my  secret place

Deep into  the  night I hide  silent  and  leaving  no trace.

 

Badge by: Doobster @ Mindful Digressions

Here are the rules:

1. Your post must be stream of consciousness writing, meaning no editing, (typos can be fixed) and minimal planning on what you’re going to write.

2. Your post can be as long or as short as you want it to be. One sentence – one thousand words. Fact, fiction, poetry – it doesn’t matter. Just let the words carry you along until you’re ready to stop.

3. There will be a prompt every week. Linda will post the prompt  on her blog on Friday, along with a reminder for you to join in. The prompt will be one random thing, but it will not be a subject. For instance,  Linda  will not say “Write about dogs”; the prompt will be more like, “Make your first sentence a question,” or “Begin with the word ‘The’.”

4. Ping back! It’s important, so that Linda  and other people can come and read your post! For example, in your post you can write “This post is part of SoCS:” and then copy and paste the URL found in your address bar at the top of Linda’s post into yours.  Your link will show up in Linda’s comments, for everyone to see. The most recent pingbacks will be found at the top.

5. Read at least one other person’s blog who has linked back their post. Even better, read everyone’s! If you’re the first person to link back, you can check back later, or go to the previous week, by following my category, “Stream of Consciousness Saturday,” which you’ll find right below the “Like” button on Linda’s post.

6. Copy and paste the rules (if you’d like to) in your post. The more people who join in, the more new bloggers you’ll meet and the bigger your community will get!

7. Have fun!

 

 

 

 

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