Where did you go?

Childhood did I lose you

somewhere along the way

moments that simply vanished

events I can’t recall

 

I remember

curly blonde hair

pen marked forehead ~ I called

you Irene like my mum

pink lace dress, plastic clicking eyes

 

wrought iron fireplace briquettes

wood piled high watching as the

magic circling smoke wafted

up the chimney bricks

 

cushions stacked a castle made; sheets

from beds my little place –  with plastic

tea-cups filled with water, my dolls my

guests inside and parents not allowed

 

backyard play and fences climbed till

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b

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over I go head first concrete never

soft – sore head – painful head

cries to mum, I lived to tell the tale 

 

being minded playing marbles

hmm the large one is soooo pretty

GUlp

fingers down the back of throat

this I remember well

 

shuttlecock soaring into the air

laughter family brothers playing

dad in knee high socks

holidays with rain in tents 

 

strumming a guitar on fallen

gum tree; vacant paddock calling

out as center stage,  not so in tune

voices with my besty from next door

 

there are photographs

to remind me ~ not many but a few

this is only how I remember

how I’ll remember you 

  

 

For Poetics dVerse brought to us by Manicddaily, a/k/a, Karin Gustafson – The prompt for the day: some variation of “I remember”.  

 

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LIPTEMBER MONTH OF SEPTEMBER – Shaun from http://prayingforoneday.wordpress.com has kindly and generously written a blog for Liptember to help Kayla raise funds for the fight against Mental Illness. He has donated recently, as have a few of my readers. Please read and if you can donate (for those that haven’t already) we would be most grateful. Thank You!  

We are in the process of getting a Pay Pal address for those who have had difficulty donating.  

 

 

550th Post – This will excite you beyond your wildest dreams!!!

No… no it won’t,  I’m fibbing.

However it is exciting Mr. S and I as we shall be here as of tomorrow afternoon –

http://www.paradiselinks.com.au/

Then after 4 days we shall be here

http://www.mercure-harbourside.com.au/explore-cairns-hotel.html   can’t grab a photo unfortunately.

I need warmth, I long for warmth – I have to have warmth – here it shall be warm.

I shall be taking my IPad so my writing won’t be as manic as it has been of late, but I shall still post now and then ..as I need to use my new toy. As I relax poolside while Mr. S is playing Golf, sipping a cocktail or three, I promise to think of you…no I will…honest..

So you see – it’s a win win all round,  I get the warmth and a holiday and you also get a holiday from me not cramming your inbox up for 7 days!!  Whoot Whoot for that!

I shall try and read what I can before I close my eyes tonight – but now I’m off too pack (summer clothes) as we leave at 6am …and I’m just a wee bit excited about the whole damn thing.

Take Care all, keep writing.

Love to you all

xx

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LIPTEMBER WOMEN’S MENTAL HEALTH CAMPAIGN – AUSTRALIA

K – daughter #2 is still on top of the leader board. I wish to thank those who have already donated to this worthy cause.

Please forgive me, but I shall post the links on each posts for those that would still like to contribute.  https://www.liptember.com.au/kayla.tacken

If your sponsors donate directly to the charity from overseas please use the details above , they can make a direct donation via bank deposit and notify us by email info@liptember.com.au so we can issue them a receipt. We would then credit these donations to your profile.

Liptember Foundation

Commonwealth Bank of Australia

BSB: 062 000

Acc no: 1390 1111

Give me a shout out if you have supported her so she can write a few words to you. 🙂

Estas Tonne – Prose – Guitar

[youtube.com/watch?v=2PgPfmBI5Gg]

wait…

wait… 🙂

DVerse – The Poet’s Pub was on Unplugged. I wrote this Friday night – so thought I would pop it in – thank you.

Estas is plugged but into an amplifier

http://dversepoets.com

starts to play at 56 seconds  ..please read on

music sieved
through the strings
sugar on a cake
remove all impurities
eats my soul
gently, rhythmically
heart strums
sounds rise
soaring beyond normalcy

honesty in essence
you play
for love
strum strum
the guitar
loud against the voices
you may not hear

feel
feel the strings
the heart beat that it owns
slowly counting down
the strings are you
you are the strings
singularly
play
play on

slide your fingers
bringing it to life
the master of cords
as people watch
you play
play on
the wood is you
you are the wood

I see it in your eyes
within your soul
strum, play
beads on wrists
your heart
circling touching
ears that listen
with incense
burning my heart
meditates

in the end
they walk away
troubles cast aside
just…just for one sweet
moment you held them
hypnotised
as you played
and felt
and gave
your heart was on
the line

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Estas Tonne born in Russia.

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K – daughter #2 is still on top of the leader board for the Liptember Women’s Mental Health Campaign. I wish to thank those who have already donated to this worthy cause.

Please forgive me, but I shall post the links on each posts for those that would still like to contribute.  https://www.liptember.com.au/kayla.tacken

If your sponsors donate directly to the charity from overseas please use the details above , they can make a direct donation via bank deposit and notify us by email info@liptember.com.au so we can issue them a receipt. We would then credit these donations to your profile.

Liptember Foundation
Commonwealth Bank of Australia
BSB: 062 000
Acc no: 1390 1111

Give me a shout out if you have supported her so she can write a few words to you.

Tonight it’s mumsy the rambler not mumsy the poet

Please don’t all breathe a sigh of relief.  Okay you can if you want too. I haven’t rambled for a while so I thought before I get stuck into writing prose (continuing probably into the wee small hours of the morning – as yes I am no longer in the work force) I thought I would just ramble.

Those who wish to delete, watch TV or totter off to the kitchen to make a tuna sandwich feel free for here is your window of opportunity before you get enamoured with my babbling.

So what do I have to tell you (what’s more what would you be interested in)?

Last weekend I attended the Funeral Celebrant Course (Sat and Sun).

Oh my viewers it is a tad more involved than what I first thought. Nonetheless I apparently now have the Certificate verifying that I did the training and I am a Funeral Celebrant (I can see you all lining up..well possibly not) besides it may get a bit expensive with overseas commutes though… kidding I won’t charge that much.

I won’t bore you with all the details as I know how long posts can put you to sleep. I have a couple of assignments to do, which I started this afternoon. Then well, it’s in my court – to get business cards made and go and promote myself.  Feel free to ask any questions (if you can think of any) and I shall answer them (if I can think of the answers).

As I said I’m no longer am in the work force – scary, daunting, watching pennies, trying to perhaps get something part-time until I get my self established.

What else?

Hmm this morning I had the absolute delightful pleasure of meeting face to face a real blogger from WordPress. I know gasp horror, hard to believe that the people we converse with on a daily basis are actually living and breathing human beings.  This lovely lady is from http://sarahannhall.wordpress.com/about  Sarah Ann Hall and her equally delightful hubby (we shall just call him Mr X).  Please visit her if you aren’t already – she is a very talented young writer.

They are over here visiting relatives and as Sarah and I got to chat a little I suggested meeting up for a coffee.  They are younger (sigh) than I, but that did not halt the conversation, though I think I possibly bored the pants off Mr. X , as when I am comfortable with people (yes even on a first meeting) I babble like a baboon. They now have my entire life history whether they wanted it or not. So when you get back home again Sarah and get back on WP – I thank you for the lovely time we had and it was special meeting with you both and I once again apologise for chattering so.

The other part of my day was opening my emails to see a blog about….can you guess…yes ME!!!  So utterly unexpected (the cheque’s in the mail BH) and so thoughtful from the delightful Scottish lad as I call him Shaun.

His blog and post on moi if I may be so bold is below. Please go visit him if you don’t already, regardless of me being mentioned.

http://prayingforoneday.wordpress.com/2013/07/30/great-bloggersfriends-9-jenny-httpramblingsfromamum-wordpress-com/

He pulled from the archives 3 pieces I had written that he had enjoyed and it made me smile to read them again. So I would like to publicly thank Shaun for doing this for me, an unselfish and quite an ‘oh my’ moment. 🙂

So that is my rambling, hopefully you haven’t nodded off – I thank you so much for reading.

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K – daughter #2 is still on top of the leader board for the Liptember Women’s Mental Health Campaign. I wish to thank those who have already donated to this worthy cause.

Please forgive me, but I shall post the links on each posts for those that would still like to contribute.

https://www.liptember.com.au/kayla.tacken

Liptember Foundation
Commonwealth Bank of Australia
BSB: 062 000
Acc no: 1390 1111

We’re thrilled to have you on board and very impressed with your position on the leader board so early 😉

If your sponsors donate directly to the charity from overseas please use the details above , they can make a direct donation via bank deposit and notify us by email info@liptember.com.au so we can issue them a receipt. We would then credit these donations to your profile.

Give me a shout out if you have supported her so she can write a few words to you.

xx