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
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
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
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
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
Is that still possible? During Lockdown 2021 ?
Short answer - Yes! It is
A 4am wake-up for the kids & myself.
Dish-washing, laundry, re-heating of
Yesterday's soup. With buttery toast.
Over 3 hot cuppa CUPPSO soups for breakfast -
A most welcome email arrives,
From my younger daughter's school.
Letting us know her classmates at school
Will be posting (class)friends at home
Personal
Hand
Written
Letters...
Brilliant for run-down mums.
Brilliant for tired-teachers,
To setup in class
Most of all brilliant for
The next Gen. Zed-ers
To re-discover the Excitement,
The Beauty,
The Magic and the Mystery
Of Letter-writing.
Once Upon A Time again!
About 18 months ago the kids and I planted shrubs and flowers in our shared communal area. Amongst the things we planted were 30 sets of very, very, VERY miserable, crunchy, dried-up garden flowers. The shop had literally given these away.
Anyway we planted them in a quick, slap dash manner. From time to time, I would point out to the kids how sorry-looking these flowers continued to look. However for the most part we forgot about them.
That was back in 2018.
Last Christmas, we were surprised to notice these same plants had been transformed into a row of strong, vivid-pink, thriving flowers!
They have added much needed colour and vibrancy to our frosty, mid-winter months.