Tulips

When all the rest of the world has finished
seeing these blooming, they say goodbye until
next time.
In my part of the world
where spring is very lazy
in showing up, now is the
time to enjoy these.
They are everywhere
an inch of earth is available
they grow wild or in different
settings.  Some are manicured
by humans, other just grow and
die slowly. 
They are colored or just white,
they are frizzy or plain, they shine
through the sunlight or give
shadows just enough to make you
stop and look at them ...
They are the Canadian Tulips.

Speak of her

"When you speak of her,
speak not with tears,
for thoughts of her should
not be sad ones. 
Let memories of the times
you shared together
give you comfort,
for her life was rich because
of YOU...".

Ask for ....

What, yes what is it with me.
One day I'm full of life
of joy almost to convince
others that I am the most happy
person on earth.
Then, like a veil that falls
softly I'm reduced to rags.
No energy, long face,
eyes that seem clear and sharp
are only masquerading a lie.
No one believes me if I try
to reach for help. 
All stay away from me
not knowing how to approach
and find out what is wrong,
because I don't let them come
near for fear of disappointing
them.
I'm only disappointing myself
for not asking help....

A while...

Hellooooooooooo.
It's been a while that I closed my mind.
A weekend of souvenirs,
a light dimmed by time
always a reminder that my mom
is not around with me.
I understand
I know
I feel
her presence besides me
I should be joyful that my brain
and heart is full of good times.
No need to see you, your granddaughter
stole your eyes.  Your voice is still
on the answering machine, but one
day I will let it rest.  Mom you
loved this flower and this garden toy
looking at them makes me happy
I can see, touch and remember your
gorgeous stories about them.
Sunday is your day, so please                 
pardon me if I come tomorrow,
deposit these two and I'll just walk
away, knowing that you are still with
us...
Enjoy your new life mom.

Life

If only one
would enjoy life.

Our world would be a better place
to live in....
I might be a dreamer or a no brainer but
what is the use to go against our destinies,
wake up, life is short,
once it passed there's
no going back.

Our world

What is our world coming to.
We cry and laugh
we work and rest
but do we stop to reflect
on this condition that
afflicts our modern society.
Wish I could talk more about
this subject, but today if you
write your beliefs it will come
back & bite you.
One has to agree with modern
societies or hibernate like bears
who have found a peaceful medium
and adhere to it, but not the humans,
one poet used to say:
"The person who gets up first is the
one to make the rules of the days...".

Another test

Hope this is the last test &
I will be back to normal again.
Thanks for understanding.

Hope it's OK

Hi friends, I just made some changes to this blog,
and hope all is going well.
Should you have problems please
leave me a note, so that I can fix it.

Thank you & have a great day.

It's spring

Hello everyone yesterday April 16, 2018 was
a weird spring day.

For once our meteorologist kept their words,
ice, ice pellets, cold, wind, slush, rain,
freezing rain all in the space of 24 hours...
and that's our spring of 2018.

A long time...

It's been a long time that I did not
post anything new.  First of all I'm
a person who enjoys exploring and
trying new ideas, sites, processes,
I love to experiment with photos
and as such I'm always on the lookout
for new textures, new colors, new
actions.  So hope you got where I'm
arriving... I downloaded a program
believing it was from a safe site and
did I get the surprise of my life...
My computer was almost smoking
by itself.  It would open, close,
go dark, go slow, go so fast that one
could only stare at it and before one
realizes what's the problem it just
dies on you.
Now what?
how could it happen?
How come my anti virus did not pick it up?
How come it was listed as a safe sites
and then kaboommmm it killed my computer.
Tried for a few hours to see what I could do,
to no avail, it was completely and surely dead.
I'm no expert, so still panicking called the
Computer Man for a solution...
Oh dear, please bring it in, we will look at it
and then I will tell you the cost to put it back
together.  So ok, how much could it be?
My list of problem was half a mile long.
1) it needed to be reformatted.
2) I needed a list of programs that I had on my "box"
3) did I want the latest version of this or that program
4) did I want the latest version of the operating system.
5) did I save all my materials on the hard disk or another place.
also...
it looked like my video card was shot,
my cd player was shot,
my sound system shot,
my mother board could be shot

I started to turn white at all this mambo jumbo,
I said "is there anything worth saving on this darn box".
my computer man said: "Lady buy a new one and bring it
to me so that I can make it to your specifications..."
So until I find a computer that pleases me, I have to
contend myself with my old and reliable 10 year old portable.
Hopefully that will teach me to not be to adventurous and
don't believe when they say "Download from this safe site"...

So hopefully I'll get all my material back and be more active.

Do not stop time...

Tic Tac Tic Tac says my grandfather clock
do not laugh I still have a clock that looks
older than I am...
Sitting in a corner counting the time
ticking away, never tiring or complaining.
From it's position he says hello and goodbyes
but most of the time no one pays attention.
I'm the only one who still look at it
believing that he realizes that if not for me
it would have been disposed off a long time ago.
It's his duty to keep me company when I'm
lonely and sad.  He's happy to see me happy
when I count the tic tacs in anxiety for
special events. He quiets down, feeling my
sorrow or my strange moods.
At times I let myself to sleep with it's
murmurs and wake up joyful enough to
blow the clock a great happy kiss.
That's what love of old object is all about,
since I am part of the older generation
who does not want time to stop....                  

Love

No paper needed
to write about love,
paper can be washed out.
Even love etched on stones
won't last, since stones
can be broken.
Do etch love in our hearts,
where no one can touch it or
erase it, it will remain forever
there to be part of us.

Go out & snap

I found this and it made me want to
go out and keep on snapping with my
camera.
Guess I will not use the flash otherwise
people will believe I'm nuts and a little
annoying.
But it's so much fun when you come
back behind the computer & look at
what you took, good or bad shots,
they are still YOUR pieces of art.

PS: this gif (is not mine).

Feelings.

"Let the sun slowly
warm my bed of ice,
wishing you all the
best while saying
your goodbyes for the night,
with a star or two for
friends, I will wait until
tomorrow and yell a
loud good morning
sunshine...".

At times it takes a look at a nature shot like this,
to wake up feelings hidden in our souls.

March craziness

Today first of march,
here is a saying from my nonna.

February is short and sour,
March is crazy...
one is fooled by the exit of
February mid weather leaving
like a sheep & to be replaced by
lion march.
But little do people know about
this MARCH,
it's craziness at it's highest point
when you expected least.
It will lash at your in a brutal way,
remembering the 4th of march 1971,
when it dumped 3 feet of snow in the
space of 18 hours. People had gone to
work and running shoes but never
made it back to their homes before the
next day in late afternoon, the city was
closed, only emergency vehicles where
allowed out at their risks and perils.
So what will this march bring us????

New Dawn

"Let the new dawn
emerge from it's  sleep,
spread light to those
who proclaim being 
blind to beauty, humans
along with nature.
Do not let darkness win,
life only gives you many
chances over a period of time
protect yourself, old people
but your children are your flesh
and blood....."

Tomorrow the 14

Should I or should I not,
tomorrow is the 14th day
of the second month of the
year...
It's a day that lovers celebrate
or is it just a commercial day.
Today going shopping mostly
mid-aged people were buying
stupid things to give to whoever
they had in mind for tomorrow.
I'm not against it, please do not
get me wrong. But my question is
what happens to the rest of the year?
Will the giver forget his sweetness
for the coming days and return
to his crappy self. 
Let's be honest, I'll have a long face
if I do not get recognition of love
for the 14th, but again if the rest of
the year he/she will treat me badly
then I DON'T WANT ANYTHING
if you believe that I will forget the
rest of the year.
A smile, a hug, a thank you, is
sufficient along a helping hand
and I will be happy for the all times.

February colors

Who affirmed that February is a shabby month.
Instead look at it this way.
February posses two face.
The white face during the day
and a tormented face at sundown.
Early mornings are two colors,
gray and black and cold.
All day long one can only wish to
hibernate.
Then slowly so slowly clouds break out,
the wind pick up & along comes the
freezing wind to cool our bones.
Then suddenly it's sundown,
mother nature has a show to perform
and I'm ready to give an applause at the
end of the spectacle.
Just like a painter facing it's canvas
his hands and fingers find the way to
marvel the passerby eyes that will
stop, turn and speechless will stand
there and soak in the beauty that
comes and very slowly just dies down.
I'm left content and keep on walking
until maybe tomorrow appointment
with another painting for me to assess
and signed "mother nature".

The slow trot

My slow trot over the frozen field,
the air is crisp,
each steps is a cry of joy,
chatter and bell ringing
just a touch of sunlight for my
shadow to follow me,
I will trot silently until the sun
decides it's time to lay down to
sleep, I will keep on walking
on this land of mine,
trotting away for all to see me.
I need only love and goodwill
and a ball of hay to munch on
and rest until the sun rises
asking me to rise and go out
with him on the frozen field....

NB: there's not many left of these
carriages for the new generation to
experience, horses are like people
love them, care for them & they
will enjoy their lives too.                 

Tonight

Tonight is special
I'm alone with myself
I played hard all day
not stopping, always on the go
running after the world
realizing that I can't stop it
no matter how I try.
Tonight I decided to
let the world go by.
I just closed my eyes
letting the void take over
my body.
I can hear a pin drop
my heart beat' is worse
than a tam tam
but it's not of me to stop it.
I look around
realizing that years went by
and won't stop until I
decide to stop them.
Coward I'm not,
so I will keep on living
until the end of time.
I am proud of myself
tonight of all nights.
So let's sing and dance
even if only by myself....

Dream for me too...

Dear reader tonight roaming through some old
songs of my beloved Naples, Italy I came across
an old song "O surdato Nnammurato".
A young man went to war and sings about
his love..

So what other words could he
(or all those who go to war today)
have written about.

"I dream of keeping my dream
alive or until it will last
or to our last breath..
At the twilight time,
I dream of holding your warm hands
and caressing the palms of those
fragile hands that caressed me in the past.
Please keep that spark  glowing in your eyes
that was only mine to enjoy,
your looks drove me crazy,
so I look at this twilight and dream
of afterglows that we will share
upon my return.
I pray that my body will remain just
as you remember it, I can't promise
you much more, here we never know
if we will see another twilight or that
we can walk towards it.
So dear one, keep dreaming for me too,
and keep your arms and heart warm and
open for me upon my return..." .

NB:That's why I choose this photo of the
moon and the golf of Naples, taken in 2015
in the darkness of the night. 

What is better ...

Let's shake hands
once it was acceptable
today handshake
is as foreign as a smile
what have we done
is it we have created
germs or they were there
way before us.
Who cared if a child had
eaten sand, or shared his
meal with the family dog,
hands were made to be used
and just wiped as best as
it could be done.  People
were healthy and happy,
a handshake was a universally
agreement between humans.
Today do not touch me your
full of germs.  Why would
I shake your hands, you will
brake mine with your strength
or is it...
People have lost their common
sense and they claim they are
smart and well behaved.
Oh please let's go back to the
time of brotherhood and not
wanting to see the other dead because
he does not agree with me, you or them...

To a friend

Dear friend,
tonight that feeling loneliness
maybe I will find words to
help you out.
Understanding what you feel
for others and neglecting yourself,
is no reason to go by and live
a life of loneliness.
There's no need for such a feeling,
to be strong for the world is useless
since the world will go on no matter
what or how you feel.
Not everyone is made to have a mate
to walk along with you, give you
love and happiness as we know it,
or even a family to see you grow old.
Dear friend when I read your letters
I can feel your pain, your frustrations,
your lack of taste for life, but it's not
a reason to stop living.
Living is to wake up every day and
share it with the world. What good is
it to you if you can't stand to look at
yourself in the mirror.
It's useless, pointless and harmful to
the health of your sanity.
I'm not asking you to go out and
offer friendship to the first human or
animal that crosses your path.
I'm not asking you to become prisoner
of your four walls, but I am asking you
to stop, listen to your heart, open your
eyes to the beauty that is around you,
you might not like your body, but does
these days...
Never stop believing your yourself
but rather say yourself these words:
" I am alive and I will keep on living".
So my friend if you need my shoulder
to cry on, please just whistle, yell, call,
write or even a ring on my phone and
I will run as fast as I can to you.

Winter blues

"One loves to just walk,
fields are frozen,
tree branches cringe,
wind howl loudly,
sounds reach my mind
crying under each of my steps,
the air is crisp but good
enough to receive shadows
from above, until the sun
decides it's time to either
rise or lay down to sleep,
and I will keep on walking
on this land of mine for
eternity...."

Feelings

When feeling cooped,
go out and explore.
When the blues assails
you just stop and go out.
When feeling overjoyed,
bring your joy outside and
spread it to the world.
If you are lonely and sad
take your camera and
look around, you will be
surprised at what the world
looks like good or bad.
But if you need a hug,
don't ask anyone to hug you,
the world is mean out there,
so just take your TEDDY BEAR
and hug it tight, he will never
disappoint you ...

Walking with water ...

Mankind is born from water,
Lives in a watery life
not knowing or respecting water.
From a drop that traveled a
body it merges and embraces
it's counterpart and form a body.
The body grows, forms itself,
swims, drinks, and kicks in water.
Water if full of life and keeps
life in shape. That's why we have
a fascination for water.
Water just as it gives life can kill
also. It has a magnetic that capture
your attention and fear, your peace
and you defiance, all just for our
love of water.
Walking with or around,
in or outside,
water is what makes mankind.

Homeless wish

"To stand alone motionless 
is a search of my values,
to stand here is looking for 
my lost peace. 
If you see me like this, 
please do not worry,
I shall come back 
to the world 
when I am ready..."

Not stars

Perhaps they are not the stars,
but rather openings in Heaven
where the love of our lost ones
pour through and shines down
upon us  to let us know that they
are happy.

Hello New Year.....

Hello everyone first of all let me wish you all

A FANTASTIC NEW YEAR 2018.

It's been a while that I did not write much,
but with the holidays, grandchildren and the weather,
believe me it has not been easy.
My old bones are starting to protest for 1001 reasons.
Too cold, too hot, too humid, too tired, well you get
the message,  One has to listen to the messages
one's body tells you.

Up until the 20th of December I complained that there
was not feelings, ambiance for the holidays, little did I
now what mother nature had in store for all of us.
It started to snow, snow, snow and more snow for
days on.  Then the deep freeze from the Arctic that
reached us for days, days, days and more days,
but then here comes the "Bomb Cyclone" I had never
heard of this expression and we only got the tail end,
but poor people who were in it's path it must have been
heel on earth.  Now the snow is back, BUT...........
guess what in two days we shall fall in spring time
weather with a +6 to 8 degrees C for ONE DAY,
then slowly up and down the scale of minus and plus
just to play with our nerves along with the freezing rain
promised for certain areas.

Do I need to dress up or down this week?
who knows.  Time will tell, so you out there take good
care and watch out for the "flu" bug.  Don't let the
freezing or warm temperature fool you.

That is life

With a world full of surprises
what could happen to turn lives
around.
People lost their livelihood on
a spring day, houses under water,
children laughing at the canoe ride
down their streets, animals shivering
from abnormal situations and today
some are still at the mercy of the 
bureaucrats.  House are rotting, people
seek shelters, others are camping in
relatives living rooms, but the bureaucrat
sits in his usual comfort with a good meal
in his belly and a comfy bed to sleep in
worry free. 
On these few days left before the
joyous holiday, are those homeless people
happy, I'm just wandering and are you
wandering also mr.bureaucrat?

Just words or not

SOMETIMES
we will never know
the true value of
A MOMENT
until it becomes
A MEMORY...

It's coming ....

It's really coming,
today Dec.9th sundown
was glorious, while
all around my island
it's started to snow.
Mind you I really would
like to have snow for a week
just between Dec.25 and Jan.2,
but my bones tell me that it is
not so and that the white fluff
is just around the corner...

Sweet dreams world & think of
my hacking bones.

Generalities of life

The flower is imitating life.
With a seed we start
a new beginning
with care or not,
with love or not,
the seed takes shape
grows either slowly
or in a rush.
The ohs and the haas
will give it strength,
go through rough times,
or enjoy a lovely day.
Time brings ravages
even to flowers,
they get tired, old and just die.
So you see my friends
a flower is the reflections of
mankind, so enjoy them while
they last because when there
gone we can only remember them
but not bring them back.

Reflections

==========================
The tide recedes but leaves behind
bright seashells on the sand.
The sun goes down, but a gentle
warmth still lingers on the land.
The music stops, and yet it echoes on
in a sweet refrains....
For every joy that passes,
something beautiful remains.

I kept looking at this young lady
to finally why she looked so sad,
"I have just lost someone that I loved
so much in my life, hope wherever
they go, they will find the love that
the could not give or receive....".

Honesty

Like this painting
believing all is gold,
shining, great value
and more to finally
realizing that so is not.
I blindly believed in the
good faith of friends &
lovers, I kept hold on the
animal friendship but
disappointment was name
of the game.
Today I believe in me and
only me, so if I fall, I have
only myself to blame....
that is HONESTY.

Frozen ...

I knew you as a warm man,
we loved, slept, sang, believed
in each other for an eternity.
Happiness was the order of our days,
our focus was on live and let live,
and boy did we live.
What happened is a mystery,
a distance,  hiding,  coldness
set in you with no motive.
Motives must have been,
you turned into an iceman
refusing my warmth, my joy,
my life, your just runaway so
far in your world of ice
denying my following in
your steps.
WHAT is of us today....
you just let me down to the
tune of the no return!

One more left

Today I cry remembering
all my good fortunes.
Life is priceless but young
men and women gave it up
for me and you.  Not many
are still around from escaping
hell a long time ago.
I was sad for this year I have
said goodbye to one of these
man who for five years no one
had news of.
He never talked about those
years, he never shed a tear on
the 11th of November, how I
would have taken all the pain
he so well hid.  Now you have
left us a void and no stories,
only memories of a laughing
little man.  I know that you will
make everyone laugh wherever
you are, please share a song and
a laugh with all the loved ones
that have left me behind.  I know
the path was hard, but now that
I have reached the start of the
path, I know that you were my
example to follow in your foot
steps.  Dear one so "HI" to all
those that I know for me. 

Stumbles

Stumbles are part of one's life.
Manage it carefully
& survival will last.
Mirrors are made for humans
to see one's life
do not fog it, cleanliness
is a must to march forward
in life.

Path of life

Let time pass by me

I will follow slowly

on the path of life

and no one will stop me.

Bolder or stones

can't alter my walk

neither the sun nor the moon

dare to contradict me.

The stars are my friends

and one is shinning just for

me, so friends let's follow

our shinning star... 

 

Quiet time....

"Is it possible for the sun
to be quiet for you or for me.
I'm on the right side
your are on the left side
of the globe.
And still a difference is
visible to the naked eye.
We each enjoy quietness
but on different time on our
watches.
I see the world as a lover
sees life.
You see the world as a lost
lover in your life.
Maybe some day we shall
meet again and be lovers
until the end of times....."


NB: Please help me find words
to express between two lovers
separated by an ocean.  Ideas will
be greatly accepted and helpfull in
your comment.

Ravaged

Why we had a glorious unusual
month of September.
The sun was generous so much so
that we went swimming
in lakes that are usually frozen.
My heart was frozen while
my body was burning.
The eyes that kept looking at me
did not reach my heart. 
Why those deep blue eyes
do not look at me anymore.
What have I done to  deserve
those looks that defy daggers
in piercing my fragile heart.
No answers reach my ears,
so I will presume that you found
another heart to love and
keep alive with a burning fire.
Do not worry I will not stop your
hasty run from me, but I will not
wish you well either, since I
can't find the proper words to
tell you goodbye.....

Enjoy life

If a flower can enjoy a sky
filled with stars
than I too can explore
the universe that engulfs me.
Stars are bright dots
visible to the believer's
eye.  Brings warmth to
my heart and joy to my
eyes.....

Sparkling

"Let a million sparkles
shine in my eyes,
while the waves gently
caress my senses
 of wander at
the adventures
you cherished.
Do not cry for me
little sparkles,
I will refrain tears
while I enjoy your
freedom dances.
Just in case you
tire of me, runaway,
but little sparkle please
come back to me.
I will sit here and
imagine myself attached
to you running from
coast to coast, until a
new dawn will salute me,
separating us  until
we meet again..."

Unhappy mother nature

It's the 3rd of October,
no signs of fall is visible,
in a country where snow
and cold is predominant,
this year all is upside down.
Rain in abundance, cold in
summer, and record breaking
heat end of summer start of
fall.
Nature is rebelling against all
our crazy ways of killing our
planet. Who cares what's up
beyond the visible sky!
Were are our four seasons that
we know?
Oh to go back in my youth when
we all knew what was going on.....

Chase me not

Do not chase me away,
I did nothing wrong in my life.
You humans are invading my
space and destroying my home.
I'm not made to be with humans,
so leave my land alone,
I will refrain from invading
your space.
I miss the chasing, the hunting,
I hate fires and heat, but I will
attack should I feel hungry.



"For all the animals who died
in the huge summer fires both in
Canada & US".

When the sun goes down

When the sun goes down all is quiet.
The breeze stops running,
the birds nestle for the night.
The fishes will go deep under
to wait for the moon to come
and keep them company.
Humans will walk on hot days,
will run of mild days,
and doze off exhaustion.
Children will try to count the clouds,
or the fireflies who try to keep the beat
with the crickets in the faraway island.
Yes sun, now you can go down to
sleep or go up in other parts of the
world, but for you it's all a routine,
since the world turns around and around,
but I'm going to join Murphy's arms,
to sleep for the night and dream of you
and the world for peace of mind....

The ballerina

"Like a ballerina entering
on stage, she took a bow
to the morning light.
The environment was not fully
ready, but like all ballerina
kept swinging gently to the
whims of the breeze.
O dear me, I'm still not ready
with my dancing, but wind,
light and nature was so incredible
that I kept on with my show.
Do not fear for me, I am resilient
and can withstand any blows that
will fall on me.  I will get back up
on continue my Ballerina show...".

Madame Butterfly

My name is butterfly,
I will not pretend otherwise.
I am famous for my colors,
travelling around the world,
reproducing myself so my duty
to the insect world is kept,
but do I feel happy....
I'm free to run around from
one flower to another, my sky
is the limit or a garden to satisfy
my fantasy.  I make children
wonder what it would feel to
have wings and fly. Youngsters
try to catch me for what reasons
I still do not know.  Older people
will try to catch me in flight or
when I go to have a meal, with their
huge tube right on my face.  Wandering
what they would think, should I have
the same capabilities.  But poor me,
I do not and as such I shall keep on
flying around until the right winds
picks me up and brings me down south
where I will make lots of babies to
continue the species and they will fly
around the world and replace me when
it's time.....

Still no tittle

The tide recedes,
leaving behind bright
seashells on the sand.
The sun goes down,
but gentle warmth still lingers
on the land.
The music stops, and yet it echoes
on the sweet refrains.
For every joy that passes,
something beautiful remains.
... by: Anonymous

what a day....

What a day....
my head says why move the body,
my eyes say don't open them,
my legs are like blocks of cement,
and my shivers dont' stop complaining,
again I feel sorry for humans who are
battling a ferocious hurricane down south,
not knowing their future tomorrows.
Islands were polished naked,
while others can't seem to recognize itself.
But all can be rebuild with time,
life will struggle to get to a normality
that is not one...
The deads are put away while others have
washed away...
Animals were restless, people still incredible
at the announcing disaster coming their way.
Than it hit them like a giant's slap and cowered
away for the giant to pass and go away.....

PS: Photo is not mine, if author recognizes it,
please contact me, & I will give you credit for it.

Run freely

"Let the wind run freely
through the fields, mountains,
forests, until it kisses
the blue sky at the faraway horizon.
Let the walls keep of old cabins,
houses and castles keep their
secrets for eternity, while
mother nature will be
faithful to it's lovers".

NB: Photo belongs to Maxviator.

Seeing eyes

What you see
is not
what I see.
My eyes see the same as yours,
but my heart sees differently
than yours.
So what do you,
might be the opposite,
but in a way who cares!
That's the beauty of seeing from
the eyes and the heart,
of a young mind to an older mind,
but see we must and protect our
seeing material in our brains,
you might one day when your old
and senile need to go back to your
mind and see what now you miss
from your past seeing eyes......

Sound of silence

Why tonight of all nights,
I needed to turn to my old friends
to find peace within their legacy
MUSIC.
Do not feel alone, turn your heart to music
and believe me you will find peace.


Hello darkness my old friend
I've come to talk with you again
Because a vision softly creeping
Left its seeds while I was sleeping
And the vision that was planted in my brain
Still remains
Within the sound of silence
In restless dreams I walked alone
Narrow streets of cobblestone
'Neath the halo of a street lamp
 I turned my collar to the cold and damp
When my eyes were stabbed by the flash of a neon light
That split the night
And touched the sound of silence
And in the naked light I saw
Ten thousand people maybe more
People talking without speaking
People hearing without listening
 People writing songs that voices never shared
No one dared
Disturb the sound of silence "Fools," said I,
"you do not know Silence like a cancer grows
 Hear my words that I might teach you
Take my arms that I might reach you"
But my words like silent raindrops fell
And echoed in the wells of silence
And the people bowed and prayed
To the neon god they made
And the sign flashed out its warning
In the words that it was forming
And the sign said "The words of the prophets
are written on the subway walls
And tenement halls
And whispered in the sound of silence"

I'm slowing down...

Like our little friend the snail, today I feel
that I am slowing down. Who would have taught
that on a Saturday night, I do not have the
energy to go out and see the night world.
I'm wandering with how many I am sharing
this sensation? 
To no avail, I can't find an answer.
I look at my two young ladies (granddaughters)
and feel happy for them for being outspoken,
full of swing and energy.  I on the other hand
feel sad, lifeless & being in a maze, the famous
old age maze, going so slowly that the snail can
move faster to explore the vicinity, while me
I prefer to sit behind this box and watch the world
bypass me. 
But eiiii hold on, I'm not invalid, my fingers are
still going at 100 m/k on these keys, so as soon
as I finish this article I'm going to bed and be up
with the birds and my friend the snail to go
and hike a 3 story high hill at 300km away.
So by this time tomorrow I will have lots to say
and write about.
Have a super duper SUNDAY you who came to
read these few words of encouragement & I in turn
will say this, UP AND GO OUT enjoy life or
what's left of it and be safe....