A Month With Yeats: Day 11

Day 11 of a month with Yeats. Jane Dougherty’s creation as an alternative to NanoWritMo. Today’s Quote is. 

“Where time is drowned in odour laden winds.

And druid moons, and murmuring of boughs. W. B. Yeats.

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The scent of life the smell of death.

Sweet the smell of life as the cradle rocks

Early dawn and rising moon

Time is essence tenuously held by clocks.

T’is fleeting gossima and gone too soon.
Man had come and he will go

The moon will ensure the rivers flow.

The harsher scent of the death bed calls.

As fire consumes it deathly palls.

A Month With Yeats: Day 10

Day 10 of Jane Dougherty‘s alternative to NanoWritMo A Month with Yeats. .. Sorry it’s a day late and a little rushed.

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Today’s Quote.

“And he saw that the reeds grew dark

At the coming of the night tide. ” W. B Yeats.

         Night calls.

The end of day approaches and

The small folk head for fairy land.

Across the  disappearing horizon

The darkness advances on

Wiping out yesterday now it is ceased

The tide of dark as night falls

The reeds darken into peace

And silence reins over all.

Lest We Forget

Thank you Norm

Norm 3.0

In Canada as well as in other British Commonwealth countries today is Remembrance Day – in the United States it is called Veteran’s Day.

No matter where you live or what you call it, November 11th, the anniversary of the armistice that officially ended World War I, is the day that many of us stop to pay tribute to all those who served and sacrificed on our behalf.

If you missed it in previous years you can read this previous post about Why We Wear the Poppy.

This year I thought I’d share this silent tribute in the form of a television ad from our major national telecom supplier Bell Canada. The ad which also ran last year at this time is a modern take on connecting with the past and though not a word is spoken, this one gets me choked up every single time.

My fellow Canadians on here have…

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Lest we forget

Today is 11/ 11/17 and as with every year I remember those who gave their lives for us to be free. Originally it was for the 1st and 2nd world wars. The war to end all wars (1914 – 1918) a miss noma if ever there was one. Since 1945 I don’t think any part of the world has ever been war free. So many conflicts so many deaths.

As I sit here today on my sun lounger I raise my Mia Tia to all those good souls who made it possible for me to be here.

I shall never forget them . There are people here from many countries and we are all getting on… Maybe the world needs a holiday. 

God keep the souls of all those killed in conflicts, serving or civilian. 

A Month With Yeats: Day 9

This is part of A month with Yeats devised by Jane Dougherty of Jane Dougherty Writes, as an alternative to NanoWritMo.

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Today’s Quote 

‘Troy passed away in one high funeral gleam. 

And Usna’s children died. WB Yeats

         The fall and fall of Empires.

Nothing lasts forever even Troy fell.

Mighty nations rise and all for nought.

This world is spinning down to hell

We are lost and can’t be caught.

We may weep for our children no future for them.

Nature’s weeping wounds,we’re lost

We are pulling her down dragging on her hem.

Taken all we wanted but at what a cost.