The River

Washing swishing roaring

Rolling smashing angrily

Until it has been fed

With pure white bubbling horses

Free and wild they canter

Till feeding frenzy sated 

As a lamb, wonders gently on

Through bushy flat green

Ever gently onwards

Strolling into wide open sea

Lord of the Flies

A little bit of literary humour :)

Found floating through Facebook.

The Quiet Season

Yellow green golden browns

Scraggled branches stretched out

Trees wrapped in ivy coat

Keeping out Autumn's chill

Fresh breezing chill air

The berries grow glowing

Femme fatale glossy red

Winter's night closing in

Leaving Summer sun behind

Peeping over horizon wall

A quiet time for reflection

In cool bronzed evening

Before going quietly to bed

Tucked in with warm glow

Of warm summer memories.

Italian politicians making a point. Like a boss.

Heck of a way to make a political point in a Plenary chamber.

From Upworthy

Some context, for those who don't speak Italian: The person speaking during most of the video is named Silvia Giordano, a member of the Italian Chamber of Deputies. This protest is happening because, right now, same-sex couples living in Italy have no shared rights to property, social security and inheritance. They also can't get married. A rough translation of what Giordano is saying: "Mr. President (of the House of Deputies), beyond the thousands of excuses and quibbles, we're talking here of matters of the heart, of feelings, of emotions. Because a kiss and a hug have not and will never hurt anyone. In fact, they are part of what contributes most to making us human. We want to make that clear. And so we're going to pull back the veil and to demonstrate that there is truly nothing to be afraid of. And we, Mr. President, are not afraid." The deputies, members of the M5S Party, then hold up signs protesting a political compromise that's restricting the rights of LGBT Italians. while the rest turn to their colleagues and demonstrate just how unscary a kiss is. The best line, though, comes from the President of the Chamber at the end. He can be heard saying, "Onorevole Nuti, se ha finito di baciare il collega, faccia ritirare quei cartelli," which translates to: "Honorable Mr. Nuti, if you've finished kissing your colleague, please take down those signs."

Thinking at my own pace

Sun rolls lazily to bed
Covered in blanket of ambered red
Soft unseen wind whispers lullaby
While teased cotton clouds waft by
Peaceful understanding of nature at rest
Lying on green moss carpet i know i am blessed
As gazing into the heavens, the stars, the sun
In one infinite thought the universe and i are one
The feeling of deep unmolested peace
Surpasses the need for false beliefs
I know what i have seen and heard
From deafening roar to soft spoken word
But this moment makes sense of it all
Single subtle thought allows me to fall
Into unshared tranquillity my own quiet space
Allowing me to eat, sleep, think at my own pace.

Clash of emotions

Love and Hate
Clash on sea shore
Under cold silver light
Of same Mother
Different Father
Blood Brothers
Energies with direction
Of unending purpose
On they fight
As tides ebb and flow
Fury awash with salty sea
Sand moving underfoot
They struggle on
In eternal argument
Brothers in arms
Clashing in night brightly
Their burnished armour shines
As struggling to and fro
For the prize
Only they know.

I dare you! I double dare you!!

Poem: Living Forever

Eternal
Immortal
I can not die
When my words live on

Ash
Dust
Bones crumble
But my words live on

The Heroes of Ulaid

Long ago ancient Ulster's heroes stood

Abreast crest of rocking rolling drumlin hill

As tough white horses riding Manannon's cloak

Soft sea breeze wrapped round brings welcome chill

With grim faces set in silent stony gaze

Their boiling blood full of fiery hot rage

Ready for coming carnage and bloody battle

Their glories will flow on holy scribes page

Tame Impala - Elephant (Official Video) HD

Its Friday - so have some Tame Impala as the weekend starts

Define American: Jose's Story

I found this on Upworthy.

Hope it makes people think a little more about the different types of immigrant arriving on new shores and how some contribute a lot more to their new home than those who were born there.

Old Man Mountain

Great stooping sad old man

Root of wise ageing mother

Rib of corpus titan world

sourly viewing passage of time

While imperceptible insects beetle at your feet

Great brows perplexed with forest green

Fast asleep in ponderous thought

Patiently awaiting the end of time

Your voice filled with a slow sound of silence

Whistling sad melodious tunes on high winds

Rivers of sweat flows down stern unkempt face

Feeding winding valleys of green carpet

With body of weather beaten stone

On. On you silently slumbering sit

Till pregnant with time you become

Mere hill of former glories past

Awaken not to disturb firm luxuriant land

That gives new life poetic meaning

Let me abide a while upon your big toe

To wonder what resolves within snow capped head

Thoughts of soft joy or melancholy sadness

Your secretive slow remembrance is safe

Locked deep within hard cold stone

Heart beats soft slowly to to resolute rhythm

In time with ageing finite world

The place we both call home

For through the living all embracing land

You and I will be one

Totally Biased: The God Debate

This is how any debate should be carried out.  Be respectful, play the ball not the man (or woman) and allow others to have a different view.

The Tandragee Man

Squat little man

Holding arm disjointed

Large lips pouting

Horned helm pointed

Heavy eyes staring

Forgotten god anointed

Sat underground

Until time appointed

The Tandragee Man is a stone statue found in a garden in Tandragee in Northern Ireland. The statue is approximately 3000 years old and thus dates back to the Bronze age.

Bubbling Forth

Ground spring swells
Bubbling forth from belly below
Sweet ambrosia nector
Right side swells ready to flow
Imagined sun shines bright
Warming the mused feeling inside
Witness hazy tree and leaf Grow as new worlds open wide
Creation captured conforms
As ploughed thoughts come bubbling forth.