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I am the breezeI am the breeze that swirls through the treesI am the breeze
That rustles the leaves. I am the scent of blue bells in bloom
The first rays of sun that light up your room
I am the smell of fresh cut grass
I am your first and I am your last
your future ,your present and your past
I am your all and everything The birds that sing in the first moments of dawn The first cries of a new baby born I am your simple pleasures Your greatest treasures
I am you I am the breeze .
by ~ghost28wordy
Other Peoples CancersWhen I was young 5 or 6 the old man next door ,Chris, died of lung cancer ….the last time I saw him they were bringing him home to die ……I still remember it clearly. Then there was the newly wed woman with the powder blue Citron car who lived in the corner house , she died of throat cancer , I cant remember her name , I think it was Karen but I remember her age she was 24. My dad had cancer of the prostrate …after radio therapy he was given the all clear . His brother had cancer of the lymph gland after treatment he was given the all clear…Other Peoples Cancers
by ~ghost28wordy
Fields of GreenIn times long ago in place that I know I could rest my head in fields of green underneath skies the bluest I’ve seenFields of Green
with song on the breeze in fields of green
I could lament on the past
as all good things may come to pass
but hope for the future keeps me happy inside
As long as I dream in these fields of green
I’ve walked long and hard
I followed the star
To countries so close , near and a far I’ve stood on the shores
bare foot in the sand as I’ve listened to voices of my faraway land &
by ~ghost28wordy
VICTORY GIN 1984-2007VICTORY GINVICTORY GIN 1984-2007
1984 -2007
They mixed half truths with lies Reality with dreams Propaganda was all …. All that it seems
You heard it on the radio And watched it on TV In the cinema
as a Hollywood movie
And you washed it all down
With your Victory Gin
Because it made you feel good and warm within
Some where in the city
there’s a funeral march
and nobody noticed
as it slowly went past
And the tears of the widow
were lost in the rain
And with Victory Gin
so was her pain
You try and
by ~ghost28wordy
Random Favourites
Always RememberAlways remember the poppies that blow,Always Remember
Between the crosses row on row.
Always remember the crosses that stand,
Proud and tall throughout the land.
Always remember that freedom comes at a price, The price was paid, The cost was life.
Always remember those who dies for the cause, Those who gave their lives during the wars.
Always remember the lesson they taught, Why they died, Why they fought.
So future genereations could live without fear, And just remember, They're always near.
by ~Passionfruit-angel
No more Kings.No more Kings.No more Kings.
Saucer with rings Like it should belong in space. Although this hit with a crash (and it was no lie) The gentle clink-clink-cink of the cup like a wavering heartbeat, so erratic. Wrinkled hands clutching at what she had left.
The guitar was silent. Except for one song, on refrain. Tears? The sudden stop of the background (music) Which bought all the memories back. thinking of his unjustified existance.
A holy man praying. Witness to the chaos Smiling, somewhat content. &nb
by ~critical-condition
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