A great tenor

Advertisements
Posted in Thinkings and poems | Leave a comment

Six ways to have better sex

DSCN0052.JPG

1.Get undressed  especially if you wear elasticated, skinny jeans which are hard to remove.
2 Have a bath
3.Make sure you know their name.
4 Put the cat out or….
5.If you have sex in the garden,put the cat in!
6.Grow a thick hedge in the garden as while it is growing it gives you time to find a lover gay or miserable.

Don’t let them take any photos unless you are married [ to them]

 

Posted in Thinkings and poems | Leave a comment

Richness

1418162619873

Image | Posted on by | Leave a comment

If you’d like to criticise others,read why they criticise you

IMG_0019.JPG

https://www.psychologytoday.com/blog/the-mindful-self-express/201408/the-30-most-common-reasons-people-might-criticize-you

 

  1. They feel insecure and are overcompensating.
  2. They think you are making them look bad in front of others.
  3. They feel criticized by you and are counter-attacking.
  4. They think they are genuinely helping you by giving you the benefit of their wisdom or experience.
  5. They have strong opinions on a subject (e.g., politicsreligion etc.) and see other points of view as less valid.
  6. They are trying to get your attention or connect with you but lack skills, so they end up whining (e.g., kids, teenagers)
Posted in Thinkings and poems | Leave a comment

The black pit’s opened by the bureaucrat

How cold we are to those who suffer loss
A spouse, a child a parent or our cat
We each must bear alone our  weighty cross

In our agitation we are dross
People blank our faces as they pass
How cold we are to those who suffer loss

As Jesus showed, compassion is remiss;
More so now for modern technocrats
We each must bear  the sorrow of our cross

We do not ask for magnitude in love
Merely for a human face and chat
How cold we are to those who suffer loss

When in despair, the heart is clothed in frost
The black pit’s opened by the bureaucrat
We each must bear in agony our cross.

There are no angels nor Magnificat
Only empty skies and fields of glass
How cold we are to those who suffer loss
We each are left to bear our lonely cross

Posted in Thinkings and poems | Leave a comment

Five Hundred Years Since Luther’s Acts

 


 

Luther made a future of despair
For the Jewish people and their heirs
He split the Christian world into two parts
And for the Jews, promoted their dread fate.

Such vicious statements he wrote in his books
I do not understand the way he looked
For Jesus Christ himself was born a Jew
Their Bible was made ours and added to

I wonder publication was allowed
To work in which such wickedness abounds
It indicates that he was not alone
In hating God’s own people, heart and bone

If religion speaks of hate and death
Tormented it shall be by God’s true wrath

Posted in Thinkings and poems | Leave a comment

Strangeness and surprise

P1000266

https://www.nytimes.com/roomfordebate/2014/07/18/does-poetry-matter/poetry-is-hospitable-to-strangeness-and-surprise

 

“You may want something “practical,” so I’ll say this: poetry and science are kin; they share a series of principal labors. Those are 1.) observation and attention 2.) reflection and memory 3.) description 4.) imagination 5.) re-seeing and discovery. Both disciplines cultivate curiosity and interrogation.

Moreover, both disciplines are highly hospitable to strangeness and surprise. We don’t acknowledge this enough in science. We aren’t taught to enjoy this enough in poetry.

We don’t have to do much to make poetry “more relevant.” We just have to let science and poetry grow and change as they do. We just have to give them enough space and support to work in solitude but talk together too.”

Posted in Thinkings and poems | Leave a comment

The pathos in your eyes

You revealed the face within your face
Human, lowly, humbler than an ant
The pathos in your eyes made sad my gaze
The other face, defended, has no grace
With it , you appear quite confident.
Yet you revealed to me your hidden face
I know so well the suffering of your days
A fear of tragic pasts feared imminent
The pathos in your eyes made sad my gaze
The mental torment heavy all your days.
Yet you must hide from men intolerant
You revealed the face within your face
Like martyrs, you were tortured and disgraced
You wandered feebly, lost, itinerant
The pathos in your eyes makes sad my days
If Love exists then would that not embrace
The lost, the lonely, even the vagrant?
You revealed the face within your face
The pathos in your eyes made me feel base

Posted in Thinkings and poems | Leave a comment

So then he stuck the needle in with glue

Orchid_2017-1My doctor is a merry fellow now
He is Hindhu so he can’t eat cow
I asked him if he likes to think
His eyes gave such a mighty blink
I still would like to ask him where and how.

His son has joined him  and they make a team
There  is a lady doctor to whom I have oft been
But I prefer a nature cure
And grass has such a great allure
The lawn tastes  wonderfully green

Soon  they will give me a jab for flu
They do not tell me what they plan to do
He crept behind me, seized my arm.
Fortunately ,I felt calm
So then he stuck the needle in with glue.

I try to go there only  if I’m dead
They can resurrect me from my bed
I find some doctors  can be kind
But sometimes  they affect my mind
And once it happened, so I stood and fled.

 

Posted in Thinkings and poems | Leave a comment