Sunday, January 27, 2013

Rich Man, Poor Man, Bigot or..


Rich Man, Poor Man, Bigot or.......................

cnwriterStarred PageBy cnwriter, 11th Sep 2012 || Short URL http://nut.bz/n5rileq2/
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Are you homeless or helpless choosing which way to go what to see is the journey we all take within. Our thoughts and feelings about who we are and who others are influence the way we see ourselves and others....enjoy!

Regret No, Sorry No

Do I regret that my husband died when he was forty
No I dont
It was his time to go and so he went


Do I feel sorry for the hopeless masses
No I dont
They choose to be that way


At least most of them

Of course I can hear you say you mean old bitch
And I agree but only about not feeling sorry

First of all those folk preferred to drop out of society
At least many of them
They had had enough of all the stupidity associated with wealth
And took an easier and less stressful way out


Have you ever talked to one of them
(Or are you to fastidious to sink that low)
Well I stop and speak and listen for they have many a tale to tell of the hell
Of being a banker, lawyer, politician and such like


Now with their doggies by their side they wheel their bag filled trolley down the alley and poke around in dustbins to see what they can find

A smile upon their face

Where Is Your Smile

Do you have a smile on yours
You satiated big bellied dogmatic racist
I have seen so many of you do your number
Standing in your pride and ignorance
Judging those who are different to you


Oh well I guess you need the Light too so here it is...lots of it FTHG

A Lighter Vein

I guess it is time now to write in a different vein of love and light, compassion, caring and the like
All the things that mean so much to me and many of you too
A useful adjunct I must add again that beauty is in the eye of the beholder just as all things are and we see others by reflection of what is inside ourselves

And as we go through our many lifetimes reaping the wind or some such thing
Till we finally learn that when we do it to the least one of us we do it to ourselves

Oh have I struck a tender place inside of you if so then resonate and know that you too have places to go
No matter who you are high or low
These lessons of life come forward to be learned

Give thanks that is so

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author avatarcnwriter
11th Sep 2012 (#)
thank you Mark and I did not know there was a poetry prose although I have asked for it a number of times....blessings..
author avatarSteve Kinsman
12th Sep 2012 (#)
Only a select few can pull off the feat of writing poetry prose, and you have succeeded masterfully, cnwriter.
author avatarcnwriter
12th Sep 2012 (#)
thank you so much Steve...living under the conditions I am now I guess the inspiration is saving me....xox
author avatarrama devi nina
12th Sep 2012 (#)
Ditto what Steve said :)
author avatarcnwriter
12th Sep 2012 (#)
thank you Siva...
author avatarBob Brown
12th Sep 2012 (#)
Like a cut diamond you have have so many facets, but I follow each and every one reflected as there is always a perfect image to see. RB
author avatarcnwriter
12th Sep 2012 (#)
wow Bob...thank you for this comment...wow!
author avatarBuzz
12th Sep 2012 (#)
Simply brilliant!
author avatarcnwriter
12th Sep 2012 (#)
thank you as always Buzz...
author avatarwritingforfun
12th Sep 2012 (#)
this is lovely dear
author avatarcnwriter
12th Sep 2012 (#)
thank you too...
author avatarcnwriter
12th Sep 2012 (#)
thank you Lady A...but I removed your long winded comment...too much
author avatarKatherine Johnson
12th Sep 2012 (#)
This is quite interesting and I liked it but how can someone be happy when they are homeless.
author avatarcnwriter
12th Sep 2012 (#)
why not...it might mean giving up pre-conceived ideas of what makes one happy..but happiness is often found inside..just the joy of being and many homeless smile and laugh at the freedom they enjoy...
author avatarSivaramakrishnan A
12th Sep 2012 (#)
Thanks Carolina for a thoughtful post. I am happier with poor folks as they are more contented than the rich. Most of the latter live a life of negativity - a prisoner and slave of their wealth - siva
author avatarcnwriter
12th Sep 2012 (#)
so very very true Siva....
author avatarChristine Crowley
12th Sep 2012 (#)
Siva said it best - and I did enjoy your article!
author avatarcnwriter
12th Sep 2012 (#)
thank you Christine....appreciated...
author avatarMd Rezaul Karim
16th Sep 2012 (#)
Great human touch I can feel in this poetical sweet lines, along with paintings and video.
author avatarcnwriter
16th Sep 2012 (#)
so kind of you Md...thank you..
author avatarDuitByJames
28th Jan 2013 (#)
Seventh sojourn on a train from the Bronx on my way to another beginning 1973 , Seams are not that far for me.
author avatarcnwriter
28th Jan 2013 (#)
thank you James...

A Tale of Woe or is It So in El Salvador


A Tale of Woe or is It So in El Salvador

cnwriterStarred PageBy cnwriter, 26th Jan 2013 | Stop following | RSS Feed | Short URL http://nut.bz/kr1lhkwz/
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http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=7sjSHazjrWg          South and Central America have a history of strife mostly the rich versus the poor just as it has and is taking place in countries around the world. I wrote this during my journey through this beautiful country....enjoy

Their Lot in Life

Civil wars and strife
Have left their marks

Poverty a daily sight
Yet wonder I
If they do care

The Salvadoreans
Have the afflictions of the rich
So numbed their souls
Each day an endless toil
To make ends meet

Awaiting a Savior

Pittance do they earn
As they labour in the sun
A land no longer theirs
Their heritage has become

Yet in their eyes
The Light burns strong

Know they deep within
One day a savior he will come
To right the wrongs

Ask Again and Again

Not understand do they
Their savior is within each one
Waiting to be recognized
Brought forward once again

To access this
There is but one way

To ask and ask again
With deep intent

Timing

Timing is perfect in God's eyes
But man impatient be
Striking out in many ways
Blocking the the clear flow
Of what could come to be


A fair exchange
Giving
Taking
Asking
Responding

All in perfect harmony

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Monday, January 14, 2013

The Seasons and What They Entail...taking care of Nature's Bounty


The Seasons and What They Entail...taking care of Nature's Bounty

Each season brings forth its blessings, ones that we can enjoy no matter what. Always though we need to be aware of how we take care of God's gift sto us of land and nature and sky...never poisoning them, always nurturing these treasures gifted to us.

Summer Ends

When summer droops its weary head
Sun filled days a memory now
Haze on the sunset fills your eyes
The scent of flowers everywhere

The fields their crops have long been gone
Stubble stands knee high
Mice do have a field day
Hidden by the yellow rape

Quivering whiskers bright lit eyes
Munch munch their drooling jaws
Bellies swollen
Tails held high

Autumn

Autumn days move slowly now
Leaves fall to the ground
Mosaic patterns then are formed
Red yellow gold and brown
The sky seems filled with clouds
Drift by they do like angels wings
Tipped with scarlet pink and blue
Ever changing formations make they do

Down below trees grow tall
Their branches reaching high
Their ancient trunks enormous girth
Watching humans unaware they be

Winter

White snow covers o'er the ground
Stillness fills the air

Sparkling icicles hang everywhere
Peace is most profound

Wolves circle round the trees
Noses flashing here and there

No food is there for them
To kill must be the only way

Ever closer to the barns they draw
Where sheep and cows do stay

Huddling close for warmth together
Not knowing of advancing prey

Spring

New hopes arise as spring bursts forth
Idyllic time of May
Green buds open wide
Budding blossoms deep inside

Around the Maypole gather they
Who in the woods and forests play
Nymphs, fairies, elves
Beings from another world


Different to humans but no way less
At least not have they made a mess
Like mankind does

Nor burnt the forests
Uprooted trees
Dammed up waterways

All efforts made to glean more
Filthy lucre for themselves

Forever

If you would walk
Upon God's earth

Be sure to take with you
A loving nature
Kindness of heart
Integrity of being too


In these ways
A pleasure will you be
To all who look on you and see
The Truth of Who You Are


and so it is

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Saturday, January 12, 2013

Salisbury in Wiltshire and the surrounding Countryside


Market delicacies

Salisbury is a lovely little English town with winding street overlooked by ancient wood beamed houses that all meet at a central place. Once the market area where al commerce and social events took place, this area is now filled with charming shops and restaurants. Every Saturday a bustling market is held on the same spot it has been for centuries and you can almost imagine being back in those earlier times. The farmers and many of their customers speak in a soft lilting Wiltshire dialect and a multitude of homemade cheeses and golden butter, crusty loaves of bread, cooked and smoked meats and freshly picked arrays of vegetables and fruit fill the air with delicious aromas.

The White Hart Inn

Amongst all this charm stands the White Hart, an elegant 17th century hotel with its sweeping facade and pillared portico overlooking the famous Salisbury Cathedral. Over the years the White Hart has become known for its wedding receptions and as a special place for celebrations. In the winter huge log fires burn in open fireplaces whilst in the summer months the courtyard is a tapestry of colour with its flower displays. Because of its central location and large complimentary car park, it is an ideal venue for business meetings, private lunches and dinners and has earned the name Heritage Flagship Hotel.
The Squires Dining Room
The Squires dining room with its deep crimson walls and damask curtains is a most romantic place to dine. Tables cloaked in pure white linen offset sparkling glass and tableware whilst candles shimmer casting a warm glow around a typically English county dining room. Greatly influenced by French, English and Scottish classic cuisine, the head chef believes that a good working team in the kitchen is most important and he is dedicated in creating a unique style of British food using fresh local produce as well as bringing in delicacies such as superb smoked salmon from Scotland.

Exploring the Countryside around...

It is a two mile hike from Salisbury to Old Sarum Castle. This massive Iron Age hill fort was used by the Romans, Saxons and Normans before coming one of the most flourishing settlements in medieval England. The dramatic site contains the ruins of a castle where Henry 11 imprisoned his wife, Eleanor of Acquitaine, (they did things like that then!!!!!) It was a very windy wet day when I walked around the high perimeter overlooking a steep hill. The wind was so strong it nearly took me and my umbrella on a flying journey! I decided it might be better to explore the inner part of the keep which was quite fascinating with markers showing where the King's Palace and other buildings once stood.

Nearby attractions are Stonehenge, the Wilton Carpet Factory and Salisbury Race Course.

Burford Bridge Hotel

A very special place to visit is Boxhill. This tall mound set in the heart of Surrey has long been a popular destination because of its fabulous views. Set at the foot of this famous beauty spot is the Burford Bridge Hotel where in days past Lord Nelson spent secret hours with his great love, Emma Hamilton, before setting off to his last battle at Trafalgar. This ancient gem glows with history and the tradition of great hospitality still continues.

So a wonderful journey to this fascinating part of England was my pleasure to be on and now write about.

For those of you who wonder why I am using Harry Potter music, SIMPLY BECAUSE I LIKE IT.

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Sunday, January 6, 2013

A Journey Of No Return....Maybe...


A Journey Of No Return...Maybe

cnwriterBy cnwriter, 6th Jan 2013 | | Short URL http://nut.bz/1z-tyrmi/
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Have you ever wished to be transported away from all the mayhem of your everyday life into a magical kingdom...I have but am very aware that I need to be here to complete my karma...so will stay and do a good job too...and love every minute of it...

Oh dear....

Where do I go from here
I say
On a cold but sunny afternoon
In L A

My keyboard is acting up it seems
Difficult it is to push the keys
On the top line
From Q to P

Wait I do for words to come through.....
A page to write

Circe

I look around
What do I see

A painted rose
Picture of Circe
Resplendent she
In robes of shimmering green

Titian hair down her back does flow
A beautiful woman for me to know

I meet her in my dreams sometimes
Tells me she does of places fair
Where otherworldly beings dwell

How I wish I could go there

Then we will go
To me she says

Libation she doth pour

A Journey begins

Her pale white hand reaches out
Takes mine in firming grip
Pulls me away from all familiarity
My journey has begun


Where it will go I do not know 

Profound peace upon me doth descend
Peculiar light is all around
A sheen of colour issuing forth
Aromas sweet my breath does smell

Coming from where I do not know

Right happenings

All this doth happen such to me
As on this voyage I do proceed
I do not care for one iota
Where it leads

For it is meant to be
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=lmOb5H8kL30Just as all the things that happen
In the course of each lifetime
Right they be
For you
For me
Brought forward by the spirit
That dwells within us

A Poem by Dante Gabriel Rossetti

Afar away the light that brings cold cheer
Unto this wall, - one instant and no more
Admitted at my distant palace-door.
Afar the flowers of Enna from this drear
Dire fruit, which, tasted once, must thrall me here.
Afar those skies from this Tartarean grey
That chills me: and afar, how far away,
The nights that shall be from the days that were.

Afar from mine own self I seem, and wing
Strange ways in thought, and listen for a sign:
And still some heart unto some soul doth pine,
Whose sounds mine inner sense is fain to bring,
Continually together murmuring, -
"Woe's me for thee, unhappy Proserpine!"

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Tuesday, January 1, 2013

A Wedding Celebration



A Wedding Celebration...

cnwriterBy cnwriter, 1st Jan 2013 | Short URL http://nut.bz/2zr42bew/
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How many times have you felt left out and gone through doubts about your worth..silly this be for only unto your self can you know the true value of who you truly are..this is about the extremes of emotion we can go through when we feel we are being left out...

A Marriage takes Place

What an upset it was for me
Not being invited to
My friends wedding party
John and Leigh


At first anger did appear
Followed by feelings of utmost pain
A non entity I appeared to be
Not true in my entirety

but seemingly so

Techniques that Work

Then using techniques I had been taught
Clearing such stuff away from me

Letting go of feelings strong
Coming back to where I belong
In my heart


Chanted my tone I did and found
Into my being crept a warmth

Acceptance of what Is
Letting go


Realizing the physical of no import
The loving heart is all I need

Being free inside of me
To keep on loving no matter what


So here I be writing this page
A good example to be made

Full of love for them am I
Learning the lesson brought to me

Rules

Don't sit here and don't sit there
Don't park your car in that there spot
Go stand in line and register
The beast had come set out the rules
Not used am I to being told
An attribute that comes with age

The Beast

I remember long ago
My beloved Traveller told us so

When people come together in a mass
The beast comes forth and so he did


Rules regulations is his game
Do this do that my way my way

Little people love to play at doing this
Their only claim in life to fame

They point their fingers
Circle round
Looking for those who wont
Do as they say
Play their game their way

but not for me

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