The Pleasures and Pains of Ego Centric People

This is a tongue in cheek piece and with an excerpt from Harry Potter and the Sorcerer' Stone just in time for All Saints....a bait of a puzzle some of this will be for some of you...especially if you take it personally.....read and enjoy...

The Farmyard

on the farm....

Down in the barnyard cocks do crow
Chickens run helter skelter
Digging dirt
Jostling heads feathers aquiver

All around on country farms
In houses all along the street
People love to act the same
Doing what comes naturally

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=50N2eB0JI80

Shouting screaming bickering too
Of course I do not talk of you
On top of pile you set your claim
Your ever ready place of fame

Dream States

oh where did it go...

It takes no effort so it seems
To journey far into your dreams
Where pictures distorted are
Bits from here and there

Prevailing happenings of the day
Have left such images in your mind
Carry them into your sleep
Toss you do and turn

Some into nightmares they become
Others make your body shake
Releasing tension as you do
Could be good or very bad
Who knows....do you..

Dress Up Time

knight with shield

Halloween has dawned again
People dressed up in the street
Everywhere are sweets to eat
Dentists roaring in delight

In the food store
I did see
A giant dressed up was he
A medieval knight with shield
Fighting with a teenage child
She as a spanish dancer wore
A flamenco outfit
Red comb in her hair
They fenced and danced
Until were tired

Silly Who!!!!!!

Puzzles of the Mind...

Where doth this go
I hear you ask
Who knows it has a life-ing of its own
Pieces of a puzzle from my mind
Oft onto paper there they go

End up as a written page
Some will like
Others deride
Bless them all is what I say

With innate ability
I turn them into piece of prose
With meanings deep inside to find
Beyond the ken of silly men
And women too

Ego

oh oh oh...

Running oh so true to form
Be first not last on every page
Ego rears its ugly head
No counting for its diverse ways

An instrument is all it is
To prop up failing vanity
Oneupmanship a way to be
Oft is done for all to see

More comments
More dollars cents
Or pounds and ducats golden hued
Where those came from I'll never know!
Proving once again
How fallible mortality

as it is and so will be.....

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Doria's Quest...a Different Man for each Different Room

oh oh oh...this is norty and oh so nice for us women who love beautiful men...sorry could not find any long hairs but these will do a plenty!! so read on and enjoy....

The Quest of Doria

him and more...

It had taken so much time for her to settle into her new home. Planning each room and furnishing so all would harmonize in colour and design. Important it was for her to have a different theme in each for in her mind she would find a romantic partner to enjoy there. Her imagination ran wild and her pulse grew strong as she drew pictures of how they would be. Their looks, their voices, their prowess...all so important to her.

Kitchen..Scandinavian

He came along
So very strong
Long blonde locks upon his head
Covering manly chest and all his body bare

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=xsOSt3hNRY0

Of him she had dreamed
Oft in bed
Tossed and turned
In fever burned

Doria Moves On

from Italy...

Lounge Italian

Totally Roman in his looks
Long straight nose
Full pouting lips
Dark hair tumbled from his head
Around his shoulders gathered curls

Tanned from the sun
Over eternal city always shines
Only a thin white line at all
Where a thong had been worn

His voice melodious
Accented in a perfect way
Bringing shivers to her spine
All through her body so sublime

Another Move

my Moroccan man

Bedroom Moroccan

Here in glorious disarray
Ferocious in every way
Beak-ed nose
Thin curling lips
Delicious they to
Kiss and nip

His hair in ringlets
Glossy black
Around head gathered
Yet tied back
Let loose he would
When atop of her he stood

Doria's Next Move

oh God....

Study French

Tall and oh so handsome he
Shaved his head
Dark green eyes gimlet be
Assaying her every move
His lips curled up
In secret delight
Of what he would do to her that night

In broken accent say did he
Your body hides away from me
But I will find ere comes the dawn
Every single treasure there

The Next Morning

Her garden filled with many plants and flowers galore took up so much of her time to tend. But true to her green thumb she spent hours cutting and seeding and watering. Roses red grew up the sides of the verandah and their sweet blossoms scented the house. Lavender against the wall was planted and with many herbs, rosemary, thyme, oregano and majoram early in the morning the air was filled with the aroma of these gifts from Mother Nature.

Doria woke up and realized that all the fun and games of the night had been a wonderful dream..one she really wanted to go on and on but she knew the coming night would bring again the loves back.

And so it will

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Journey of a Star..Places revisited from Whence All Began...

Togetherness

shining bright

In vast timeless space
A single star solitary hung
Shining bright
Alone yet part of all

Around it multitudes did gather
Wanting to be near
Of every shape and size
Complexity

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Knowing not why they came
Attracted by the pure white Light
Humming in their ears began
The Sound of God for everyone

Inner Way

golden light

Gainsaid by many
Known by few
If one could reach the inner way
That flowed forever
A stream of golden light through eternity
No beginning
No end
Fructifying seemed its path
Endless wisdom there to find

The Morass

never seen before

Finding ways through a morass
Of heaving bubbling frequencies
Rubbing together
Sending sparks into eternal night

Catching microcosms rare
Beginnings of new life
Manifest yet to be
In world of materiality

Rushing air in vacuum spun
Round and round circling
Diverse ways to be found
Never seen before

And Done

nothing-ness

Cloaked like circles 
Hidden barely seen
Wings beating strong
Beats of a heart
One by one by one

A gushing spout began to form
From a deep mysterious source
Colours rained from every side
Shattering darkness into light

Beginning
Never ending
All as One
Plunged into nothing-ness
Complete
And thus was done......

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The Borgias...a tale of Men (and Womens') Descent into Hell..Murder..Rape and Ravish...

Wrongdoings

Rodrigo Borgia..Pope

The Borgia a family bold
Who ascended high in land
Of Italy
There in Rome

Wrongdoings perpetrated
Earning many peoples' hatred
Rodrigo who Pope became
Sinister hand playing a game
Of power

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=KeifIZO_z-c
Murder rape it mattered not
Part of their unholy creed
Practiced so seductively
All would know
All would see

Plague

Caterina Sforza

A mighty battle than began
Cesare Borgia with his Lords
Across the plain outside Milan
French army to his aid had come

In Rome a plague arose
Installed from hell
By La Donna Sforza
Caterina by name

In againstness
She had turned
Alexandra Pope of Borgia fame
In the Vatican where he lay

Calamity

black death...

A tale macabre it be
For one to turn such hatred
Such agony
On countless innocents

Plague painful indeed
Upon a body played
Killing all who came to touch
This deadly disease

Outside Milan the battle raged
Sforza forces and their kin
Opposed so mightily by
King of France and all his men

Bastard Sons

sister and brother be..

The bastard sons of mighty Lords
Took up their swords
On side of Cesare
He too a bastard born


Once a cardinal of the Pope
Now a fighting man
Married to a young French royal
But lover of his sister faire
Lucrezia by name

A son together they had made
The only hope of this Borgia House
To continue its maligned name
State of such iniquity

Renaissance Italy

states of Italy

A story this may be
But based is on reality
What happened centuries ago
In Renaissance Italy

Beauty betrayal lust greed
All forces leading to dastardly deeds
Just as today in other ways
Continues on

Negativity will have its way
As long as man power doth crave
Finding it in many ways
All sin filled so it seems

Now my tale draws to an end
Hope it enjoyable to you
For me this programme on TV
Most enchanting was to see...

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Shite Lands on Heels of Boots...Whose Wait and See!!!!!

What Lands ..where..

with claws attack...so stupidly

It always seems to me
Shite lands on heels of boots
Of those who want to prove themselves
Especially if they have a law degree

Attack attack so negatively
Thinking this a way to be
At least to walk the road
To fame and notoriety

Streets are littered with vehicles
Mercedes BMW yous
Driven by young foolish
Vanities

Experience versus ignorance

without her cover on....

In their ignorance they say harsh things
To professional managers of the famed
Who with years of experience
Know many ways of the world
The young inexperienced still have to learn

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=YKLJsxKGiGA&list=PL5B9426C50CBE08D9

I saw this happen the other day
A young New York lady
A neophite lawyer
With experience none
If she did unable to use

Called and with negativity
Shite shining on her heels
Tried to make a case against
Someone I know

Blasting away in tones unkempt
Thinking to push him in the ground
Not knowing he in fertile light did stand
Knowledgeable and shining bright

Over and Away

inexperienced ones rant....

Not touching him one iota
Truth and knowing
Experience his to call upon
Letting her stuff
Over his head sail on

As I have said so many times
Returned to her it will be
As does all negativity

Now cowed is she
Sitting at her desk in abject misery
Perhaps a lesson she has learned
That once she did swear

An oath to practice
In honesty
Forgotten as she and others too
Walk their walk
Talk their talk
So presumptuously

One day...perhaps

one of them that I write about

So am almost said and done
Boots galore have now appeared
Metaphor perhaps of bodies bright
Preferring they into the night
Go
Gathering darkness
Futility
Till one day to see the light
And into it will go

I do hope so!!!!!

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Fairy Tales ..A Wondrous Message Have They for All...at least those who can See

Fairy tales for me always have an inner meaning or message to convey. I think they are ways to show people the effects of dark and light, love and hate, mystery and magic...read on and enjoy..

Myths and Suchlike

child so faire...

Many fairy tales thus begin
Once upon a time...
A wonder filled tale then ensues
A hero and a heroine

We all have read them as a child
Some of us still do
Myths of Greece and Rome
Hans Anderson and others too
As down the page we scroll

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=iT-ZAAi4UQQ

Wondering how it will end
A happy one we do hope
Prince finds princess
Good conquers all

If only 'twas the same today

Reality or.....

fairytales...

Oft in these there be
Magic
For you and me
To decipher if we can
If what meaning there we see

Fairytales
A way of teaching
Those so young how things are
In reality

How darkness cannot recognize the light
How goodness conquers in the end
It always has done
Always will

Light and Sound

darkness for you maybe

We look around at goings on
Today
And think this not the way
In reality it is
But whose reality I ask

Yours maybe of worldly things
Where Lords of darkness rule
News spurts it out each every day
If you will read and listen to

My reality is deep within
Where Light and Sound abound
Show ways innumerable they be
Of peace and loving so sublime

Baddies

so faire indeed

Once upon a time
In magic forest dwelled
A child so wondrous fair
All marvelled at her beauty

Not only that her lovingness
Shone on her face
No thoughts of anything less
Held in her head or heart

Many were envious of this faire one
Plotted they to turn her
Into one of them
Whose faces reflected darkness inside
Anger and hatred all could see

Away Away

away away

But purity such as hers
Cannot darkness see
So all the schemes of negativity
Washed over her and clear away
Into the boundless flowing sea

Taking with them all
Perpetrators of such things
Away away
Never to be seen or heard again

and so it will always be

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Playing in the Garden of Delights

Garden of Delights

wants

Come play with me
In the Garden of many delights
Some for you
Others for me
Choosing what we like

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Rml8mrPGO6g

Many choices there to see
All the treasures of the world
Stacked in perfect harmony
Waiting to be taken home

Children watch with shining eyes
Mothers taken by surprise
At the glorious things strewn everywhere
Treasures of the heart

Smorgasbord

Garden of Delights

Heaven indeed is always home
To this Garden of Delights
Angels sing
Fairies swing on coloured string
Lollipops stand sentry
Waiting to see
Who will enter and partake

A smorgasbord of every shape
Colour and size
Special they for each of us
Who are willing to rise and see
Ourselves
As we truly are

Vibrations

vibrating...

Units of energy
Each everyone
Vibrating at a different rate
Yet always in harmony

Like strumming on a golden harp
With fingers white as snow
Or coloured
Anyway you wish to go

In this Garden of Delights
Everything is part of Self
Oneness joined by loving hearts
Singing dancing loving be

God's Creation

mountains of the moon

Moon casts forth its smoky glow
Sun shines brilliantly
Earth awakens to another day
Planets circle continuously

All is God's creation
And we who time do spend
In the Garden of Delights
Share our loving many ways

I love you
Godbless you
Peace be still
And so it is

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Magnificence and Majesty of Africa...

I stray into the dusty plains of Africa where magnificent animals run wild...so incredible..morph it does into the greed of men who went and disturbed the tribal glory to sell as slaves..

In Perfect Symmetry

feline so majestic

With feline grace she rises
High over ground
Legs outstretched in motion slow
Llghtning quick reality

In perfect symmetry this one
So graceful in every way
Head held high never moving
Long sleek all 

Fur spotted so perfect is
Circles of white and brown
Golden from head to toe
She shines

Populace

zebra here...

Cross dusty plains under burning sun
Stunted bushes grow
Along solemnly trudge
Elephants other animals too

Zebras ringed in black and white
Fast their hooves hit ground
Rhinoceros their shaggy fur hangs down
Stirring up the matted growth

Underfoot red ants run wild
Scattering as if provoked
Snakes slither restlessly
Avoiding pounding feet

The Ways

panther strikes..

Majestic lions golden maned
Black panthers mean
Slitted eyes of deepest green
Observing horizons far beyond

Waiting patiently for prey
Again to happen in their way
Gazelles with heads alert
Signal one to another so very wise

Hyenas drag their low behinds
Closely to the ground
Laden down with morning's kill
Always waiting for more

Magic and Majesty

plains of Africa..

Magic and majesty of Africa
Whoever wants to see
It goes on incredibly
Panoramas vast perceive

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=eWZ2adCaKo4

A culture old in time
Practicing a loving way
Until the white man came
Changes he did make

Robbing them of birthright theirs
Making into slaves
Shipping them to far off lands
Away from all they loved

Pity needed yes indeed
For them and those who
Awful things did do
All return-ed it will be

As the hand on clock goes round and round
Returning to whence it came
So greed and lust for power
Cometh back in many ways

We all have debts to pay
And paid in full will be

as it will be

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