Leisurely Scribbles II

need a nice slow one but these days who cares really - never here about any of them much they've almost vanished from site and mind! - an eon gone - I remember first leaving home - me not the song - left for Hants and went to a bar and people were raving about them on the jutebox - and I felt so proud of them

 

You should they are a legend.
Shame it all went bad.
Even Elvis was envious.

 

HE Was a druggie!

 

Maybe so.
Prescribed or other still drugs.

 

climate warming comes to mind!!

 

I am feeling all hot and Summery.
Don't rain on my parade. xxxx

I will write a poem just for you
Although I really have no clue
So much to say, so little time
Trying to make, the bloody thing rhyme

Who luvs ya? ME XXXX

 

I'm still waiting for your smile Monalisa - I would like to analyze it - it will be significant - you know what I mean heh??xxx

 

ps watching the film Lucy - good sci fi!!

 

Mmm smile eh? See what I can do for you.

Seen that and loved it.

 

I suppose you have given up on this thread?????

 

No never say never say die!

 

Ok back to poems.

I luvs my special Gummy
I like to tickle his tummy
He wriggles around and then I found
A suprise that wasn't funny. Lol

 

One Last Look


He said I’ll give you one last look

Of ancient times that turned to dust

I sat on craggy rock and saw

My past emerge through open door


There were the Grans all left alone

Grandpas had gone, vacated homes

They were left, pick up the pieces

Paraded out to meet the nieces


They lived on for many years

I missed the stories they could have shared

They no longer had some pivotal role

Death had crept right in and stole


And finally took their own farewells

Children barred from funeral knells

The houses now were old and broken

Their final earthly whispers spoken


But we were young had much to do

Got on with life, shook off the blues

Memories faded far too fast

We headed forward backs to the past


There is Ma and Pa all sprite

Ready for their dancing night

They looked so fit, so slim, for ever

Never thought they too would wither


We the siblings broke our ties

Sort out worldly travel lives

Sent the oddly written word

Phoned to say Merry this year


Then we were truly split

Continents apart, family adrift

Take one last look the wise one spake

The patterns cut will replicate


For your special needs at this time Candy Gal xx

 

I can't remember when my grandparents died - we kids were not permitted to attend funerals in those days - so we would have been cared for by some older cousin for a few hrs and then the dirty deed was done without our blessing. What a sham keeping kids away from funerals humbug!

And I have no family stories either - we just all rushed through our lives and dis-regarded the elderly - how sad and irresponsible!

And now I have left to 80 yr old cousins who don't have long to go and so I must ring them soon and ask them to tell me some stories of funerals and funeral pyres and funeral processions. They will only be able to tell me stories of the maternal ones - my father was an only child - that kills everything off!

 

Thank-you my lovely. That was very touching. x

 

I have stories of my Grandparents.
Do you want them?

 

you can post what you wish here - same as the other site remember??

 

I have some wonderful stories about my Grandma.
I will write up, copy and post. They are quite long.

 

HOW THE INTERNET STARTED,( ACCORDING TO THE BIBLE)…….THIS IS VERY CLEVER.
In ancient Israel, it came to pass that a trader by the name of Abraham Com did take unto himself a healthy young wife by the name of Dorothy.
And Dot Com was a comely woman, Large of breast, broad of shoulder and long of leg. Indeed, she was often called Amazon Dot Com.
And she said unto Abraham, her husband, ”Why dost thou travel from town to town with thy goods when thou canst trade without ever leaving thy tent?”
And Abraham did look at her as though she were several saddle bags short of a camel load, but simply said, ”How, dear?”
And Dot replied, ” I will place drums in all the towns and drums in between to send messages saying what you have for sale, and they will reply by telling you who hath the best price. The sale can be made on the drums and delivered by Uriah’s Pony Stable ( UPS).”
Abraham thought long and decided he would let Dot have her way with the drums.
And the drums rang out and were an immediate success. Abraham sold all the goods he had at top price, without ever having to move from his tent.
To prevent neighbouring countries from overhearing what the drums were saying, Dot devised a system that only she and the drummers knew. It was known as Must Send Drum Over Sound ( MSDOS), and she also developed a language transmit ideas and pictures – Hebrew To The People ( HTTP).
And the young men did take Dot Com’s trading as doth the greedy horsefly to camel dung. They were called Nomadic Ecclesiastical Rich Dominican Sybarites, or NERDS.
And lo, the land was so feverish with joy at the new riches and the deafening sound of drums that no one noticed that the real riches were going to that enterprising drum dealer, Brother William of gates, who bought off every drum maker in the land. Indeed he did insist on drums to be made that work only with brother Gates’ drumheads and drumsticks.
And Dot did say, ”Oh, Abraham, what we have started is being taken over by others.”
And Abraham looked out over the Bay of Ezekiel, or eBay as it became known.
He said, ” We need a name that reflects what we are.”
And Dot replied,” Young Ambitious Hebrew Owner Operators.”
” YAHOO,” said Abraham.
And because it was Dot’s idea, they named it YAHOO Dot Com.
Abraham’s cousin, Joshua, being the young Gregarious Energetic Educated Kid ( GEEK) that he was, soon started using dot’s drums to locate things around the countryside.
It soon became known as God’s Own Official Guide to Locating Everything (GOOGLE).
That is how it began.
And that’s the truth.