Yarn quotations

'Wise men talk because they have something to say; fools, because they have to say something.' Plato

Ceiling Fan

Mercury rises, and the fan is turning, a gentle breeze revolving,
There's barely a sound in the evening air, nothing to break this hold.
Filled with energy, zest and zeal, the rays they love without solving,
And gather at the window, to creep and climb, break through, to be so bold.

Perspire, to glow, rosy in every sense. The rolling droplet, descending fast,
An unstoppable journey in order to cool - too chilled to wipe at all.
From the root, from the brow, I feel it breaking through, how long will it last.
A few more degrees it seems, a rapid flurry, how many drips now fall?

Outside the eve breeze, gathers apace, the wonderful feeling full into my face,
I glance at the setting, the lowering orb, and feel glowing elsewhere now.
Bird on the wing, forms of cloud, stretching and pulling, but never in race.
I'm loving this time, the summer like days, balmy eve, and still the fan turns, and how. 

Late night

You lay back on the bedclothes, and wonder what brought you here,
A time to reflect, a way to find a deeper sense of self and meaning.
If I could help you, nudge you forth, then of course I would, my dear.
But you're on your own with this one, it's high time to find the key.

You look to the moon, la luna, in an attempt to be swayed.
To be taken across the star filled bliss, part of it, being laid.
I see you from the shadows, I laugh at the game, for that's what it is,
Let's not pretend it's oh so serious, many aspects of life are worthy of laughter.

Finality, is held in your eyes, that lead to your heart, that lead to your soul.
The window is open, the time is ticking, and I try to cry out.
Yet no sound ever comes, not a peep, and fearful of future, you cower.
But suddenly, with a gust, a flowing breeze, you are gone from me, without a shout...

The sun it sets

You've gotta know when to loosen a grip that is too tight.

One that first grabbed hold years before.

Don't hold on too tightly, it limits the circulation in relationships.

You may create a clot.

Overzealous, through pure well-meaning, temper your keenness,

Respect yourself as well as others.

You have a right to be heard, yet not by force. Don't lift their hand,

Else you may not feel its caress much longer.

You feel a time shift, a changing season in the feelings. But what else can you do but go with it?

Just make sure you wrap up warm!

It's inevitable in a way, for the sun it sets.

Yuletide Felicitations!

I'd like to wish one and all a very Merry Christmas!
It's time for us all to relax and spend some time
Enjoying one another's company,
Seeing things through that lovely festive shine!

I want peace on Earth, some happiness too,
Rather than any luxurious parcels and money.
Make sure you have fun with family and friends,
And it's a bonus should it all be rather funny!

Have a great time! Chief Scribe x

Lucy - in memory of my dear friend ( please visit justgiving.com/Dan-Alborough)

Lucy

Like a leading lady in a story from my youth
You came back to us for the second act.
Invited to tea, those self-deprecated skills being developed.
I was well fed, well watered and well pleased!
We laughed and chatted and worked
On the words about your previous life.

From such a drama of return, you were back with us all wholeheartedly
And lived life to the full, knowing what could be.
No nonsense and matter of fact, pressing onward.
New romance was desired and you found it too, and embraced it.
Another stage of life was entered, on the road ahead you continued,
rarely looking back.

Yet a change - and a cruel hand was dealt,
A change in health, at first not knowing, but then the truth.
Yet, so positive, such strong signs...
I never thought you'd be taken, it couldn't be done.
Darkness progressed and you were determined to outrun.

Not to be, fate intervened, and
You were gone. But I'll never forget what we had, what we all had in you.
You've left an imprint on all that's forever true.
For that, I'll use the words of your idol, The King -
Thank you very much.

Lyrics from 'The Lull' by Cat's Eyes, a recent listen...

Do you think of me at night?
 'Cause you're always on my mind...
and I feel you by my side, see your face a thousand times,
and no matter what I do, all my thoughts return to you...