About Nimm..and Noah....

In Loving

secrets shared

Into the secret kingdom of Nimm
Came those who of nature be
Rimming their heads in golden glow
Beautiful

Fairy shapes flit here and there
Angels gather on the greensward
Smiles shine upon their faces
Greeting each other joyously

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Aqo7T4di1TQ
Otherworldliness theirs alone
Except for those with ability
To be in contact
Communicate so lovingly

On the Ground

God's creation

It seems so long ago
Patter of tiny feet upon the ground
Awoke the forest glen
All came alive

Branches of trees swayed in morning breeze
Flower heads in burst of flame
Colours galore
Part of God's creation

Figures swathed in flowing gowns
Danced merrily around
Celebrating birth of child
Who came to take their sins away

Too great

Noah's Ark

Now the greatest Judge of all
Knowing of their wicked ways
Had rain pour down
Flooding city and town
Wherever men did dwell

As before crimes against each other
Had grown too great
As the holy bible doth say
Vengeance is mine

Believe or not
This could be
More and more each every day
Inhumanity man against man
Noah is needed once again

Few over many

churches above...

Some will be pleased
I quote the Holy Bible here
That which was transposed
From Scythian scripts so long ago

Edited to suit inclinations
Add to pockets
Increase power
Few over many
As happened then
Still happens now

and so it is

Tale of a Loving Giantess and Her Adventures...perhaps a Metaphor

To the Rescue

the Giantess

Once upon a time
In the land of Nod
A giantess did abide
A kind and gentle one
Spent her days walking the land
Helping others she happened upon

Her face beautiful could not be called
Part of it had been destroyed
By fire
When in the forest she had been
Helping to save the burning trees

Gathering in her arms as many
As she could
Animals of every kind
Deer, hares, even a bear
Who did not know where they
Could run
Bewildered they by smoke and fear

A Heart so Pure

a heart so pure

Her eyes with brilliance
They did shine
Her heart so pure
Made them so

Her hair was knotted
Tangled by branches of trees
That parted as she strode by
They knew her heart

Her body clothed it was
In rainment green
Boots of coloured leather
On her feet she wore

The Greensward Her Bed

ancient forests

Her home it was
Wherever laid she her head
Often pillowed by greensward
Where clover and fragrant lavender grew

Quiet in the night she lay
Waiting for the dawning day
When on her journey she would go
Again

Books of Lore

books of lore

A smile curved her rosy lips
As she dreamed
Hoping one day she would find
Another such as she

Then together they could stride
Up mountain down dale in valleys fair
Sharing all the mysteries there
Venturing forth to do great deeds
Recorded in the books of lore
Would be

We Love You

love you we do

Thunder reverberated everywhere
She woke and looked around
Amazed at how the lightning
The sky lit up in darkest night
Torrential rain poured down

The trees they formed a canopy
Protecting her from getting wet
Murmured to her such loving words
We love you dearest Giantess
One of us you be

for the blessings already are

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hereSongs of Love
hereCamelot
hereFrom Here to there and Back Again

A Tale of Yore...and all that Jazz.....

Spring Seeing

Spring

Spring has come
The air is filled with song
Birds and bees flit through the trees
The world doth wear a smile

Within our hearts a sound plays strong
Music of sweetness so divine
Angels do come and play
Knowing of this sacred time

The Light streams forth in many ways
No limitation can there be
Only what we create
Not understand do we
Perfection resides inside ourselves
If we will look and see

Light Seeking

silvered tree

In the books of ancient yore
I came upon a tale rare
Told it did of a young man
And the journey he did make

He knew not where he had to go
But felt the tugging of his heart
Leading him further on and on
Away from those he knew and loved

Under trees of silvery hue
Golden sunbeams they did fall
Dappling the greensward all around
Glittering the running stream

Dreaming

dreaming

Tired he had become
With all his journeying
Rested did he below the tree
And there did fall asleep

Into his dreams so clear and strange
A damsel did appear
Long her hair around her fell
Bronzed and curling everywhere

Her arms outstretched
She called to him
Come quickly my love to me
A prisoner locked up I am
Rescued I need to be

Past Lifetime

past lifetime

The gallant knight woke up then he
The reason for his quest now clear
A long lost love had come to him
His aid to beg for
She once dear

Another lifetime this he knew
Together they had been
He the king
She his queen
Their country fair and green

A Dragon Fierce

dragon again

A dragon fierce and breathing fire
All had it destroyed
And taken her away from him
He died then from a broken heart

Now in this lifetime once again
A prisoner had she become
But their loving it endured
Through time and space and beyond
Of such the valiant knight did dream

Now to her rescue he did come
Found her and took her home
A happy ending perfect it be
For me for you for all of us

perhaps I will write more on this....perhaps!!!!!

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My vivid imagination

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hereLimp Dick of a Has Been Rockstar
hereFlights into Fantasy Land
hereHello Hello Sir Bloody Crow
hereThor and the Nine Kingdoms


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Calling To Me It Does..a Journey back and forth

Our place of birth will always all upon us to return and renew our spirit..at least those who listen and love and find time to wander down the highways and biways of our youth.

• Oh Dear Me
• Country Life
• Journeys from here to there
• Its So Nice to be Besides the Seaside
• Coming and Goings of History
• Treasures of the Isles
• credits

Oh Dear Me

greensward

The greensward of england has come out to say
We love you we love you and want you to stay
Why oh why have you wandered away
so very far away
Concrete jungles now are your home
Streets filled with homeless dirt and debris
All that a city throws up in your face
oh such a shame

Country Life

oilseed rape in the fields

Down lanes filled with blossom
Ancient gnarled trees
Blackberry bushes with bramble like thorns
Their fruit so delicious to pick
Your fingers to stain

Yellow rape in the fields
Topped over the wheat
Kernels so golden
To pick and to eat

all this you must miss

Journeys from here to there

chuffing through the countryside

In fields lambs gambol and happily play
Whilst doe eyes cows at them do stare
Enjoy your games they seem to say
For soon you too will be grist for the mill

I sit on the train watching scenery fly by
Banks of greenery all colours it seems
Variegated in so many shades
NOT 50 of Grey
Not my cup of tea!

Its So Nice to be Besides the Seaside

i do like to be besides the seaside

And down by the seaside where mermaids do frolick
Is white sand and seashells all in disarray
Yet forming a picture perfect to see
For those who take time to walk and to look

Devon and Cornwall Warwickshire too
Coventry my birthplace and Leamington Spa
Such special places they are

Places of history where did unwind
Legends of battles and stories galore
Of lords and ladies and knights oh so bold
Historical value all to be told
but not in concrete jungles....

Coming and Goings of History

Robert Dudley..oh oh oh

Lady Godiva and norty Peeping Tom
Fairye Queene Elizabeth Lord Leicester her swaine
Did trip around Kenilworth where castle remains
But all in vain for she would not marry him
And share her throne

Treasures of the Isles

of Scotland

Along waterways canal barges do ply
City to city from Redditch to Rhy
Each one coloured gaily
Red orange green blue
A way to view England such a delight

The mountains of Wales gaze down on green plains
Where forests and townships their auras do blaze
Scotland's highlands and lowlands a pleasure to view
Everywhere cross the Isles so much to do

come home come home they still call to me

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read more of my pages by clicking on cnwriter at top of this page
hereComings and Goings of a Writer
hereTale of Cosmic Creation
herePoweres Latent In Man
hereKrabat by Werner Herzog

Meet the author

cnwriter
I have been writing on food, wine, travel, cosmic creation and erotica for over 30 years I do horoscopes and numerology and readings.