To bed my precious, my treasure! Close your eyes mother’s little one, go to sleep my hope, my pride my joy my darling son! May you grow up to be brave grow up to be bold,
Oh lovely the day Oh lovely the dawn! Bolder the hope Bolder the dream, Nearer the vast Nearer the blue, Crimson the dawn Clover the morn, Softer Brighter The white falcon.
Our love is alive, burning within Our love is a flame, living within, From a touch to desire From a kiss to a fire, Our love is a sigh crying inside, Our love is a whisper, pleading inside.
Love calls the Force, The Love that rocks the cradle, The Force hammers the rocks, The Force that breaks the waves. The Force drives the Pulse, The Pulse that beats the Rhythm,
Yes Richard, "somewhere they pause and remember" "generations of childhood". What would a porch be without a rocking chair? A witness from the cradle to the grave, a trusted friend.
I know some good ones too, a cowboy one, "played five aces, now playing harp". Here is one for an unknown british soldier simply, "he didn't keep his head down".
Not quite so funny yes it can actually really be very traumatic to board a train especially when you're a kid and on your own. Or a bus maybe and worst honestly is to board an airplane- overseas. Once I got so terrified on a bus in primary school...
bringing in the sheaves!
Posted on Sun, 06 Oct 2019
We shall come rejoicing, bringing in the sheaves!
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lovely images
Posted on Sat, 07 Sep 2019
I also think this is excellent Richard, especially the images are original and very beautiful.
Nolan &
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very clever
Posted on Tue, 03 Sep 2019
This is very clever Richard was it on purpose? &
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The Main-Deep
Posted on Wed, 07 Aug 2019
Brilliant. Richard do you know the poem the Main-Deep of James Stephens? I love the ocean I love the sea.& Nolan
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rocking chair
Posted on Thu, 08 Aug 2019
Yes Richard, "somewhere they pause and remember" "generations of childhood". What would a porch be without a rocking chair? A witness from the cradle to the grave, a trusted friend.
By the way I really like the poems more,
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helen or cleopatra
Posted on Sun, 12 May 2019
Indeed. They say one woman can bring a kingdom to it's knees. The hand that rocks the cradle rules the world.
A very good poem and it does make sense but I have to admit I don't understand all of it.
Nolan &
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shelter
Posted on Mon, 27 May 2019
Roger Waters said, A dog needs a home, a shelter from pigs on the wing.
Cheers! Good night &
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eulogies
Posted on Sun, 30 Jun 2019
I know some good ones too, a cowboy one, "played five aces, now playing harp". Here is one for an unknown british soldier simply, "he didn't keep his head down".
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trauma
Posted on Tue, 04 Jun 2019
Not quite so funny yes it can actually really be very traumatic to board a train especially when you're a kid and on your own. Or a bus maybe and worst honestly is to board an airplane- overseas. Once I got so terrified on a bus in primary school...
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too beautiful
Posted on Wed, 12 Jun 2019
Beautiful. Too beautiful. Much too beautiful.
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