Crazy (new) Heaven (part 1/2)

Just found your latest - 

And am listening now -

And all I can say is: thank you!

Can you imagine?

As I listen - your lyrics heal something

The Push - Pull

        Fight - Flight

        Love - Hate - Love

        Crazy-maker thing that's been going on between us lately - 

Your lyrics; rebuilding - 

The bridge right back into my heart

Rebuilding the trust, love and faith:

That we do still love and respect

Are still moving in the right direction

Can still overcome the accusations and

Hideousolic misunderstandings:

About who is being faithful - or not,

Telling the truth - or not

Acting crazy - or not

Gray - or not

Loves the other one enough,

or not.

Enough!

All I know is together we ARE stronger

But you know what?

Loving (the other) is a frightening thing

Loving you is a frightening thing

A Bus (named) 'Ee'

A Bus named 'Ee'

A Bus named 'Ee'

Drives Generations-3

Around the City!

And how did 'Ee'?

(I ask you) how did 'Ee'?

Turn to A

Bus (we all call) E?

Could it Bee?

(I wonder) could it bee?

Pied-pipers are A buzzing

Inside of that Ee?

Could it bee?

I say now could it bee?

Old-school bullies have been driving

Us all craz-ee?

And granny-Ee, 

Living so opulently,

Don't you know you 

can't feed the kids on 30p?

Grandpa De

Boomer-baby naive!

Just know you can't feed the kids on 30p

(Written Feb 4th 2021)

Imbued

(Gathering her thoughts Cordelia continued)

When in Rome remain Imbued

With the utmost Respect!

(Hands up)

But Miss! Miss!

Yes. Dear?

What if the Romans themselves don't respect?

Don't respect what dear?

Us-Miss...

Even so -  

What if I show - but don't feel respect Miss?

Then it's time for shopping - 

And drinking - like the Romans

But please remember dear 

To always do your own thinking!

L is for Lesson

"When in Rome" She drawled:

"Do! As the Romans do...!"

(Hand up)

But Miss  - 

Yes dear?

What if Romans only drink tea. Can I do that too?

Why Yes! dear

(Hand up)

But Miss. What if I don't want to?

Then don't. dear  (pause)

Hold on to your tea-free ways child but... 

(Yes Miss?)

Continue to Respect

T is for Tea

The kids don't want to be like us

The kids DON'T wanna be like us!

And if you want them to love the coffees

All they'll want is teas

And if you blow hot

They will blow cold

'Cos they wanna do as they please

'Cos teas for them are coffees,

And the coffees

Always tease 

S is for Startistics

Cordelia Gray,

22-22-22

And hoping to stay 

that way!

But as the days do

Multiply and the negatives 

Starturning to positives

One may have to accept the

Inevitable changes 

That are on their way

Believe

Stepping over the threshold

I entered into your world

Unlike any I had 

experienced

Yet strangely familiar,

A homecoming. A long ago dream 

I don't remember requesting

Yet now before me 

Was coming true

Objects and lights, 

sounds and delights,

Melded and merged between

You between Me

Between Me 

and You

Spinning rounder 

Arounder

In ever increasing circles

With each visit  't would have been

Oh so easy to get lost in us

2 never return 2 

This Oddinary world

Your presence residing 

everywhere - and why?

I cannot reply.

Only that

I came to you bringing 

What (I thought) was my light 

my love and my laughter

And discovered through you,

A darkness that resides is us all.

And my light became your darkness

And your darkness become

My light

T is for Test

Took THE Test this morning  - 

Came out positive

Two negatives 

Equal a positive

Or rather 

280 Positives 

to be exact

So I now belong to 

THAT group of Cuppets

  

Gray

Cordelia Colourful Gray here!

Though I'm neither Cordial

Nor Colourful

Nor Gray - 

That's -AY (not EY)

And why, why?

Because it matters

To me you see 

So all I can do is

Reveal to you

In weekly Green Shots

My colourful 

CUPPSO 

thoughts

Cordelia

After endless tussles 'tween 

creation and (human) bean

Latter agrees to a working 

partnership

Creation wants to be seen!

Cardboard friend,

Woollen confidant

Cordelia now takes up this

Blog appointment

With archly pencilled brow- 

Cordelia decries:

"Cuppets are to be seen

Are to be heard"

To which procrastinator replies:

"For too long I waited daily, 

for Inspire-ation to drop like 

Manna from the skies"

With a Roll of her eyes,

Cordelia replies 

"But your manna turned to ManYAna 

See how time flies?"

Now in agreement,

Created-becomes-Creator,

and creator, created in

this partnership(ful) year