September Music 19.

For the month of September I am going to choose a piece of music or song and write a poem or alternative version. Jane Dougherty is doing a September Stanza here. And Kat Myrman is doing September a poem a day Here.

Today’s song is A Thousand Years, by Katy Perry …. But with a difference.

This is my take.

You are my whole world

Just one tiny chromosome

Makes you so special

I will love you forever

You are truly my whole world.

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September Music 15

For the month of September I am going to choose a piece of music or song and write a poem or alternative version. Jane Dougherty is doing a September Stanza here. And Kat Myrman is doing September a poem a day Here.

Today’s piece of music is Shine by the Classical Violin Group Bond, again.

My interpretation

Glorious colours, sky blue

Gold’s, pinks orange and blue too

All dancing all eyes sparkling

Feet wrists and faces bejeweled.

So happy soon they will be together.

The music is magical it casts it’s spell for ever.

Dancing the dance of true love

The choreography is a gift from above.

💜💜💜

This is a wink to Ritu , she’ll know why.

Jane Dougherty because she is doing colour poems

And Kat Myrman because I can .

Compassion Acrostic

Thinking of all those in need of compassion, at this time thinking of my brother in law lost in the grip of demantia and my sister coping but struggling.

I wrote this back in January 2015.

Compassion Acrostic.

Compassion

Comfort me in my hour of need

Open your eyes and ears to me, take heed

Mindfulness is needed here in the world

Pain and grief are like weapons hurled.

All the woes of this vale of tears

Scream loudly in our ears

Sacred heart give us hope

In you we trust , help us cope.

OH! help us to help each other

Now in our hour of need to love our sister and brother.

Compassion

Happy Father’s Sunday.

To Father’s everywhere, two poems I wrote in 2015.

Acrostic, Father.

Photo from Here

First and foremost he is constantly there

Always ready to support you, comfort and to care

Tough when needed and loving too

Hoping always the best for you

Everlasting patience where you are concerned!

Rooting in corner praising you highly for the accolades you’ve earned.

💜💜💜

New Father

His hands are too big

Like his heart and the love he has to give .
His fear is tangible but he holds the baby
His own, his son. A leader of men …maybe.
This life, these eyes dependent on him
My boy my lad his heart begins to sing.

💜💜💜

Finally I bring this one out every year.

A tribute to my Father 1905 – 1976

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He was a quiet man, he was a helpful caring man.

Handsome in his youth a dashing man,a fighter for rights.

A union man, a fighting for the under dog man, a “I’ll do it if I can man” .

He met my Mum, a wooing man, a handsome flashing eyed Irishman.

A black haired almost wild man, a stand up for what I am man.

A good man to trust your life to and my Mum did,

He was an out in the open man. What see is what you get man, nothing hid.

He worked hard he was a family man. A sturdy, bring home the wages man,

A giver, comforter, a lover man. A home maker man some one to carry the can man.

A there until the end man.

He was a stern man, when you had done wrong, though he was a quick to praise man.

A happy to teach you a lessen in a song man. A teacher man,sometimes a preacher man

An always there when it counted man. He was a father of the bride man, and he handed all his daughters away.

He was the man who supported his sons when they became the married men.

He was a support man, and adviser man the lover of lilies of the valley man.

He was reunited with my Mum man when they saw us all gone.

He was a plain man to the end man, not a flourish and bouquet,

Nor a black magic man,an honest to the end man.

He was a deaf man, but he heard what was important man!

At the end, a blind man, in stature a tiny man in truth a giant man.

A truly missed man , a wish you where here man.

He is a gone but not a forgotten man.

Image of the Lilies

Happy Father’s Sunday All.

Lune Day Nine

At Kat Myrman‘s suggestion,along with Jane Dougherty, I’m trying out the Lune form this month. The Lune is a three line poem, either 5/3/5 syllables or 3/5/3 words.

Always by my side

Ruby is

My love and my guide

Florescence Day 14

Day Fourteen of the Florescence, courtesy of its creator, Jane Dougherty.

Image from Pixabay

Silently up it creeps

Over the wall it peeps

Into your heart it seeps,love freely.

Essence Day 23

Love unselfish,for me

Alert to my wish, Ruby.

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Day 23 of Jane Dougherty’s Daily Essence Poem Challenge.

Essence Day 19

From a distance I watch

Through a mist, love is botched.

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Day 19 Jane Dougherty’s Daily Essence Poem Challenge.

Song Lyric Sunday. Letters.

This week HelenVahdati in conjunction with Simply Marquessa has given us the Prompt Letters for Song Lyric Sunday.

Rules and Pingback Here

I am not feeling well this weekend so my song this week is P.S. I love you. By The Beatles.

Words in the video please enjoy.

#SongLyricSunday.

Corvus Nonet.

Image Found Here

Corvus, dark of feather bright of eye

Spread your wings and darken the sky.

You are my lover Raven

I am lost, enslaven

Unholy now am I

Take me I cry

In your wings

To fly

High.