"Yes you gave your soul to Oxytoe Sins"
Dandy lion replied.
My flop flipping Wilde rubber souls,
Keep things fancy-foot, sound and
Sometimes free!
Located on the ground
(though you may not agree)
Believe it is the best of places for
foot soul-dears
to bee
Our 5 foot 4 warrior/ Baba arrived
Determined to do battle with snot
and raw hide
Paper-boxing her way through
the actual Issues
She tossed us
hand-grenaded
germ-free boxed tissues.
"Take these," she growled
looking from child to grand-child,
"They fix all problems
and that is no lie."
Pankey-hankeys you say?
They are NO LONGER in passion
Tissues are IN
and we-twipes are the new fashion
Paper:
Surely you know how I feel about you?
Feel about
Feel about
Feel about for you!
This whole situation's like paper is to glue
Paperis, Paperis, Paperis to glue
All I ask is: are you the glue?
Oh are you? Or are you?
That binds me to you?
Glue:
Paper dear! paper dear
Paper come near!
Please come and lend me
your sweet papery ear !
I have so much
Oh so much so much to share
As for glue to paper dear?
Well - there IS no compare!
My heavy weight, heavy weight
plasticky gait
Is great for debates
Paper weight.
Better yet paper dear tip me on-side
Roll an' dab a-dab me
On glue papery sides
Two happy Merry Maids
On the outer-skirts of pleasant town
Singing their hearts out
with no one around
Thousands of miles away
Watery sound waves travel
As joyful reminders
Marvellous!
💙💙
Picture this: 201...back in your kitchen preparing dinner
Together with your bright as a button
Eleven year old.
Pondering those hard to (re)solve
questions! What fun to
still believe and
to share😊
Picture this: 2022 back in my kitchen
dish washing again and again
trying to explain:
Something
ANYTHING
But my button-bright tweens
Don't appear to hear.
Those gorgeous homing-schooling
Mary Poppins years
now fast retreating
Oh well life gets easier!
Soups now only need
a smidgen
reheating
What's D stand for when given 2 others?
42 Decades past?
Dance? Ditzy? Dabs, Dunce?
... As in one removed from Epsilon.
Really?
If. So. Why the Fuss?
What's G stand for when given 2 others?
42 decades going forward?
Petty greed -
As in two removed from Epsilon
Really?
And so containing destruction
within its own seed
SCARF aced across the big blue seas
Burning to restart in IamI
Seeking to catch up on all things missing
Scarf this wild man of fury! So much alive
Earned a reputation
disregarding his own life
From bottle-washer, cook to deliverer of things
Scarf aced to the top. Now the new King of the bling:
With brand new house, car, lifestyle and wife -
He reached his destination and
gained this new life.
Further twists and turns were to
follow this tale, yet right to the end
his motto-voce prevailed;
For pushing hard and beyond
The tumbling towers
SCARF's words thundered
"The World is now Ours!"
Boo-who who-who!
What am I to do?
My Printer yells: I DON'T love you!
I could resist! Become a fighter!
But Printer only wants
Shiny new typewriter
Do I change? reshape? reform?
Re-squeeze, re-make into
plastic-taped
norm ?
Boo. who. who. who. Tell me -
What AM I to do?
These metallic-shaped tears
are a-turning
blue💧
Gorgeously aware and at her best,
W' inner views and great prowess
The first of three is she for me,
This goddess polished and supreme
With eyes that view (some)things similarly -
and siren sounding note.abilities
So let's begin at the origins
The first impressions that drew us in?
The polished glow belying simplicity.
For within this needle in the hay-stack of discovery
Ware Joyful crescendos; multi-layered complexities.
And within this needle in the hay-stack of discovery
A beautiful soul's generosity:
for making space for those extraordinarily,
perfectly formed complexities -
And Letting in the light on
overwhelmingly understated movers & shakers
How they glow and shine for us to see!
And now finally to 3 of 3:
Within the treasure trove of polished sounds,
lie words of wisdom. Caution too
To the first of three
what is left to say?
The biggest of thank-yous!
Ever Yours,
Cordelia Gray 🙏
At its height and primed;
It arrives unknotting the Great Pretend
It lends.
It forms.
A flow
a
St Art
How otherwise?
All this keeping apart?
The icy floes gliding yet all aglow!
And those fires
of lightning and heat within?
The barrier so thin the
Circuits
Expressing:
Kwantum
Cakes!
Let's take flight on an A2Z6-teen
Come on! Jump!
All On-board!
Let's all land in a heap
Beside the heat of Colourfluid beats
Let stake a pin through the "Sss" shaped
sounds an' noises in minds
that should be asleep!
But are instead gloriously swilling
CUPPSOS galore
with principles pulling HARD
at opposite ends of the door
We can - at the speed of bytes 'n bits
Blitz coin join up at the sea/ties edge
Dream up IOTs, maker-trixed for free
And oh!
Of such infinite beauty!
That Sew few Sea
"If 1+1 is 3 - " says E,
"then isn't 3 & 3 thirty-three all the way up to infinity?"
After all how other-else could it possibly be?
And if that is the case and without undue haste
Wouldn't L.o.Ve focussed vibes
Be a good way to find
our truest tribes?
Moody as he can be,
Quite Frankly you see,
Ah just can't get enough
when da Pharaoh moans -
'bout dis 'n 'bout dat,
'Cos he be right on track an' dat's a fact!
Right into me heArt
Can't get enough of
Da King o' da beat,
Goodness me!
Epiphany's
Coming straight at me
from da Pharaoh fella
Dem sounds of da beast
an' what a feast
'Cos when da Pharaoh Moans
Y'all knows dat
Imma coming 'ome
The queen of Naps
She loves to Napp
pan app pan app
All on a burnt out
Easter's fryday
Now the knaves of Slack
Dressed in vanta-cool black
still had energy
left for play
Equals whatever you say it does !
Irrational I know
but how can it not be so?
For long periods of str-e-t-ch-ed out spaces
whilst all around
were losing their heads 'n shoelaces
You remained my soothing
cucumber cool vibe
Humming within
the background
of this,
Our outer life
Xer wanders around Blue Ball
Many times over
Always with Cuppso foaming
books in hand
- called friends
Glancing up above
She notices the bling of the Stars
Yet further below
the land-locked mermaids
are treading on eggshells
And further out to sea?
The ugly ducklings
still trying to
squeeze into
misshapen
squashy
grey balls -
not of their making
Shhh!!! missy mousie !
Please go back into your boxy housie
You're simply too much!
Too LAWWWD!!!
Hush and tone it down ok?
Please play nicely and go back
Into your housie
Little missy mousie?
Learn to play NICELY
'Cos to be my wifi/ey
Ya gotta learn to play
nICELY
