Attention

 

lorusso-joseph

 

try to understand

if silence decends

they want your arms around them

though words often unspoken

read their soul

as you walk side by side

and winter holds the stars

they want your hand in theirs

they may not say directly

how are you to know

their needs and wants

even after time

as blossoms paint the hills

if signs are missed

take the chance, reach

and do it anyway

 

copyright J Tacken 25.9.2014

 

I shall post some holiday pics next week, I have missed writing poetry though.

 

 

 

 

 

Hump Day Humour #3

The British government has scrapped the Harrier fleet and on their farewell formation flypast over the Houses of Parliament they gave the government a message.

Lean back a bit from your
 computer monitor and squint. Seriously…push your chair back a couple of feet..
My hat is off to the man that was leading this Squadron!

 

Hump Day Humour

Courtesy jokes.com

Q. How does a woman scare a gynecologist?

A. By becoming a ventriloquist!

Q. Barking dog at the back door wanting in and your wife’s yelling at the front wanting in. Which one do you let in?

A. The dog, once he’s in, he shuts up!

Classics – Courtesy   http://web.maths.unsw.edu.au/~jim/selfref.html

I’m the humblest person I know.

I used to think I was indecisive, but now I’m not so sure.

The workshop on procrastination has been cancelled, as no-one got around to enrolling.

Anyone who visits a psychiatrist ought to have his head examined.

We never make misteaks.

87.5% of all statistics are made up.

Here, take this placebo.

The technical term for “being unable to remember the word you want” is, uh …

There are three types of people in the world: those who can count and those who can’t.

The two rules for success are:

1. Never tell them everything you know.

There are 10 types of people: those who understand binary and those who don’t.

Nostalgia isn’t what it used to be.

There should be a rule that we don’t talk about politics.

 

Hump Day Humour

Signs you’re older than you thought….

– You can live without sex but not without glasses. – Your back goes out more than you do. – You quit trying to hold your stomach in, no matter who walks into the room.

Juz  sayin…

A woman’s idea of romance is candles and satin sheets. A man’s idea of romance is “Hi Honey, I bought you some edible underwear!”

You have to stay in shape. My grandmother started walking five miles a day when she was 60. She’s 97 today and we don’t know where the hell she is.

I pretend to work here, they pretend to pay me.

I am a nobody, nobody is perfect, therefore I am perfect.

Why don’t oysters give to charity?   Because they’re shellfish.

Ok I’ll try better next week I promise.

Hump Day Humour

Milk and eggs

 This is a story which is perfectly logical to all males:

A wife asks her husband,

“Could you please go shopping for me and buy one carton of milk,

And if they have avocados, get 6.”

A short time later the husband comes back with 6 cartons of milk.

The wife asks him, “Why did you buy 6 cartons of milk?”

He replied, “They had avocados.”

 (If you’re female, I’m sure you’re going back to read it again! Males will get it the first time.)

 

 

How to make a Christmas Cake??

1 cup sugar, 1 tsp. baking powder, 1 cup water, 1 tsp. salt , 1 cup brown sugar, Lemon juice, 4 large eggs, Nuts, 1 bottle Vodka, 2 cups dried fruit.

Sample a cup of Vodka to check quality. Take a large bowl, check the Vodka again to be sure it is of the highest quality then Repeat. Turn on the electric mixer. Beat one cup of butter in a large fluffy bowl. Add 1 teaspoon of sugar. Beat again. At this point, it is best to make sure the Vodka is still OK. Try another cup just in case.

Turn off the mixerer thingy. Break 2 eegs and add to the bowl and chuck in the cup of dried fruit. Pick the fruit up off the floor, wash it and put it in the bowl a piece at a time trying to count it. Mix on the turner. If the fried druit getas stuck in the beaterers, just pry it loose with a drewscriver Sample the Vodka to test for tonsisticity. Next, sift 2 cups of salt, or something. Check the Vodka. Now shit shift the lemon juice and strain your nuts. Add one table. Add a spoon of sugar, or somefink. Whatever you can find. Greash the oven. Turn the cake tin 360 degrees and try not to fall over. Don’t forget to beat off the turner. Finally, throw the bowl through the window. Finish the Vodka and wipe the counter with the cat .