Wind in the Willows...my version indeed.....

Here comes Mr Toad

Wind in the Willows...

Hoot hoot
Toot toot
Here comes Mr Toad
Flying fast along the road
In his mekanycal car

What a sight for all to see
Especially those at roadside lounge
Enjoying picnic basket food
On peaceful Sunday afternoon

Not too happy are they
Dust flies high from screeching tires
Covering cakes and syllabub
Scones and other scrumptious foods

Mr Toad gives not a hoot
He only wants to please himself
So many others just like him
In the world that we live in

A Hoot or No....

down the stream

Stream runs merrily through the wood
Meandering through undergrowth and trees
Sometimes darkly waters are
When sun hits them
Sparkle they do

Ratty and mole
The best of friends
Enjoy a quiet moment to themselves
Away from Toad's continual drone
Reminds me of the assy's moan

Now write poetry they do decide
Extolling flowers fish and trees
Nature's gifts to everyone
Even busy buzzing bees

Till round the bend
Comes Mr Toad
In a tiny sailing boat
More like a leaf it seems

Sartorial Spendour

sprightly toad..

In sartorial splendour
Dressed is he
Waiting for his friends to see
Waves his hat so merrily
Proud owner of Toad Hall he be

Yet others plot for his demise
They crept up in dark of night

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Rm1ayZB_O3g
and took control
Weasels stouts

Pariahs of that kind they be

But Ratty mole and toad
Able were they to rout them all
Send them to kingdom come

Mighty Toad

oh ho Toad,,,

So here my tale ends
Am sure another tale will be told
Of toad ratty and mole
Those mighty warriors three
And I should not omit
Badger
Who to their aid had come

and so it is....

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Riddles...Rhymes..Take Your Pick....

Hump and Dump

humpty dumpty..

Humpty Dumpty sat on a wall
His bum was rather red
His mum had beaten him with belt
Poor thing

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=bwDpAfFzcRQ

Gingerly he stepped down
Quaking  looked around
Wondering where she had gone
Leaving him in peace
He hoped

A blast of sound from far away
Reverberated in his ear
He wondered what the hell it was
Now it was coming near

The Weasel in the Rice

weasel looked out...

Half a pound of tuppeny rice
Half a pound of treacle
Mix it up and make it nice
Pop goes the weasel

Slitty eyes peered out at him
Wondering where to go
Perhaps the corner store downtown
Lots of goodies there to buy
Sweets and all that crap

He really did not give a hoot
His pocket full of jingling coins
His to spend no matter what

Midnight clear....

joy.....

It happened on a midnight clear
Stars shone in the sky
Moon bathed all in brilliant light
Nothing moved

At base of tree a door opened
A tiny face peeped out
Whiskers sniffing suspiciously
Who was walking around

Three strange people appeared
Each with a singular mote
Dark marked in their heart
Gleaned from years of doing wrong
Never doing right

A Riddle...maybe

impeccability...

A riddle in a fairy tale
A fantasy for some
Never able to perform
Go beyond

Their lives are strictly uniform
Only one way for them to go
Finding wrong with everyone

A laugh a minute if you will
Will change gloom into riotous fun
Laughing at what is said
Especially what is done

A Soul..you are

lifting into soul..

This the way of those who know
The kingdom that lies within
Accept that it could be
You more than body thoughts or feelings are

Not faith nor believing on your part
Just open to the possibility
Exists in each and everyone
The soul
Integral part of God
We are....

and so it is

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The Wizard of Oz and Morrrrrrrr...

Have no idea where this will go

blue mushiroom...

Gawhls and ghouls and silly fools
Gather in the far beyond
Over the rainbow way down low
What a way to go!!

Tripping through the fields one day
Upon a mushiroom she did play
Till it spoke to her and said
You are sitting on my head

Oh dearie me we can't ave that
So sorry I do be
She scrambled down
Actually slid
Her feet upon the ground
Toto in her arms

Rainbow colours

rainbow colours..

Up she looked from whence she came
End of rainbow it became
Colours shone so brilliantly
Every single one of them

Red showed itself life giving blood
Orange for continuity
Yellow shone its golden glow
Green the softly feel of spring

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=PSZxmZmBfnU

Blue waves of ocean spray

Purple transmuting what comes its way
White the purest one of all

Witchie old witch

witchie old witch...

So Dorothy and friends did trip
Light fantastic along the path
The lion barked at every tree
Feared he was what he might see
The wicked witchie witch maybe

The scarecrow shook his spindly legs

Shooing mice underfoot
Whilst tin man groaned and moaned anew
Rusted in his skin

Yellow brick road and Courage...

yellow brick road

Onwards on the yellow brick road
They strode
Keeping always in sight
The magic kingdom of Oz

Inside of each a goal became
To reach and see their own true self
Not knowing what it looked like
A glorious vision for them to find

The Metaphorrrrrrr..

A metaphor contained within
We have to walk our path through life
Obstacles to overcome

Except for those of you
Who perfect already are
Ha ha ha ha

and so it is

Lasting Relationships..Acceptance of Each Other's Ways...

Lasting Relationships..Acceptance of Each Other's Ways...

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  The Dream...

  

  rose coloured specs....

   

  It may seem just like a dream
  When into love you fall
  Nights are lazy days are hazy
  All you can recall
  
  Rose coloured specs cover your eyes
  Your body sensitive
  Thrills run up and down your spine
  Trembling at their touch
  
  You build such pictures in your mind
  Fantasies of what can be
  You and he
  You and she

  Awakenings

  

  let it be....

   

  Rude awakenings then occur
  The well runs dry 
  No more to share
  What started as a song of love
  Becomes a wail of woe
  https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=S09F5MejfBE
  He did this and she did that
  Forgotten are the vows 
  Acceptance of each other's faults
  No matter what they were
  
  This the usual way of man
  When jn relationships they be
  Not all but most
  You must agree

  Acceptance of all...

  

  trees growing strong

   

  The few who together stay
  Accept they do each other's way
  Like two great trees growing side by side
  Facing forward into the light
  Not looking at each other 
  Finding fault
  Then your roots grow strong deep within
  Loving all no matter what said or done
  
  And every night when cuddled up in bed
  Share a moment of lovingness
  Before to land of Nod you drift
  All is well

   

  

No-One Will Be Excused...Karmic Law

Beginning of end

tidal waves

In deep of night there came a sound
Noise of pattering feet
At first so quiet it seemed
But louder grew as nearer came

Like ripples washing against the shore
So quietly at first
Then becoming tidal waves
Washing all away
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=fSron-x3_eY&feature=em-subs_digest
In Atlantis this came to be
When scientists black magicians
Disrupted nature's force
Entangling energies sublime
Becoming coarse

Now today they do the same
Harnessing frequencies below the earth
Shaking
Making earthquakes hurricanes

Disasters for man and beast alike

Harnessed frequencies

Mother Nature with one she loves...

Mother Nature stands tall
Towering above the highest trees
Into the air She shakes her fist
Non forgiving this time

Just as God looked down before
Created flooding of the earth
An answer to wickedness of mankind
Not all guilty but most are

Now the loving nature of Mother Earth
Has been put aside
She shouts
Her voice echoes o'er the lands
From pole to pole round and round

Wheel of Eighty Four

these they be....ugly..

No longer tolerate will she such evil ways
No more accepting will she do
Basket of wrong doing overflows
She marks each one of these

Those they know who they be
Written on their faces all to see
No light shining from their eyes
Their darkness is inside so ugly

Yell they can and shout and scream
No rescue for them there be
No more mercy afforded them
In this lifetime

Perhaps they will return one day
Make amends
Wheel of Eighty Four turns and turns

Vicarious is the path of man
Where his focus goes
Into heaven or down to hell
A choice only he can make

and so it is

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Celebrating Shakespeare's 450th Birthday today...April 23, 1564

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=mmbTHgFlvLI

Strange Place

spilled ink...

The world a strange place has become
When out of darkness tales are spread
Those who such things do
Separated from any kind of love are they
Flowers of a different form

Like spilt ink
Spreading slowly o'er the ground
Reaching out in strangest ways
Gathering to itself
All that stands in its way
Like a darkling mist at night

Christopher Marlowe did the same
He another Elizabethan dramatist

Celebrate 450 years

kaleidescope of life.

Today we celebrate the Bard
450 years would be
Around his birthday comes again
Shakespeare the greatest poet of all

April 23 1564
In numerology adds up 2+5 = 7
He came to cooperate
Find freedom and know the mystic law

His poetry plays and sonnets
Depict so much of his life
His knowing
His understanding of mankind
Just as I do

All Humankind

All...

He wrote of all
Good and bad
Dark and light
His message to mankind

Experience all there is t
Through words and actions
He laid them out as plain can be
Just as I do

The Queen would often to the Globe
Accompanied by her courtiers
To watch the players on the stage
Perform their parts
Bring awareness of the souls of man
The darkness and the light
That which crawls
That walks upright
Who laughs
Who weeps
Argues or likes
These all part of humankind

Not Pointing at anyone

Each becoming All...

Again I write words that come through
To be placed upon the page
For everyone to read
Perhaps find themselves displayed
I often do

That is the way we grow as humankind
Seeing our faults blessings as one
No pointing fingers not at all
Acknowledging that we are
Part of a kaleidescope of colours shapes galore
Fitting into each and every form
As through journey of life we take

and so it is.....

A Mid Spring's Night Dream.....Asses and All

The Bard

asses head

My friend the Bard
One summer's day
Took upon himself
To write a play entitled
A Mid-Summer Night's Dream

Oh what a scream
People running hither and thither
In forest hiding
Asses head upon their shoulders

A mix it was of playful games
Love and hate
Those fun things
That seem to make the world go round
Then as Now

So thought I to do the same

Mykonos

Set on a stage in Mykonos
Atop a hill
All red and gold and mirrors there
Surrounded by blue blue sea
On which sailed tiny bateaux
(boats to you!)
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Ym8JjY4fy-M
Around forest glade
Some actors played
Came they had from Athens
To show their wares

Harlequined costumes
Cod pieces too
Covering their nether ends!!!!

On their heads sat asses hats
Long ears pocked through small small holes
Eyes peered through tiny slits
Across their mouths we wont say
Sellotaped they should have been

Fun and Games

kiss my ass....

The lady and her favourite paramour
At least at this time was
Others she had frightened into graves
Not matter old or young

They into forest came by chance
To spend a night of gaiety
Not knowing others too were there
Bent on playing similar games

An Athenian knight dithering was he
Wondering where his lady be
He did not know she had wandered away
To find another with whom to play

A Good Time

forest glade

All bent on having a good time
These different folk strolled here and there
Not really caring whom they would find
Hidden away by stream or cave
Only their lusty natures mattered now

One of the players kind heart had he
Came upon a pretty maid
Asleep on forest's lavender she did lie
Nearby another lay

Oh dear he said
Here lies that pretty maid
My master told me of
Betrayed by one like him
A churl indeed

So taking up a pot of stuff
Googblee goblee like all her words
The ones she writes on all fair sites
He threw it on the his eyes and said

"Churl upon thine eyes I throw
All the power this spell doth know
When thou awakest let love forbid
Sleep his seat on they eyelid"
quote from Shakespeare's A Mid-Summer's Night Dream

Wool o'er Eyes

Mykonos

Off then he went upon his way
Looking for others of his ilk
Who had accompanied him
Across blue Mediterranean seas

Naughty they were
Tricky dickies ndeed
Waiting to pull the wool o'er your eyes
If you let them too close

Do be aware the moral contained herein
And if you can't
Then continue on your way through life
As it has always been
Ha ha ha ha ha ha......

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