Tuesday, July 31, 2012

For Phil

Will I loose you too like the other men gone
my dear strong giant of love and compassion
I cannot stand the idea of you not being here

You accompanied me to grandpa's funeral
and I felt safe beside your tall strong frame
I felt safe when you are close by protected

How can I tell you all these things now that
that you are fighting for your own life as that
damn cancer is attacking the side of your neck

You may have an appointment in heaven now
but the thought of saying goodbye is
just too much and my heart is so sore

An old seer told me once that he saw
men around me dying and all my life
oh beloved friend of mine not you


I cannot imagine you closing your eyes
before I close mine forever on this world
I cannot imagine the loss of your laughter

Half sleeping to see you weary and tired
from the pain of seeing the forest fall
why you are like a giant tree yourself

Yes a giant cedar that is you dedicated

Dear God in heaven please spare him
please take this cancer away and give
him life like he has never known 

Peace of mind and the courage to fight
for another day to hold all his children
if my heart is breaking  what about theirs

Death that place that calls us one by one
on the top of the mountain and release
all that is of here like the wind to dust

I love you dear Phil as a sister loves a
brother as the earth loves the rain and
sun I love like the sun loves the moon
I need you here for many more days
I need to here till we both grow old

Happy Birthday To ME

I was born this day in the rain many years ago
to Winifred and John who was absent then
Winifred was alone and for her efforts she
was locked away for giving birth in freedom
illegitimate they called me then born out of
wedlock,on the wrong side of the blanket
never the less I existed to be here strong
I was born on the last day of July,after the
second world war a peacemaker come to
protect the children of the blue planet to tell
them we had another place to go if this one
was destroyed by the men who do not care
for women children babies oceans and life
My name sheila for the feminine race the
face of all that is divine and balanced in love
Winifred  Winifred \wi-nif-red, win(i)-fred\ as a girl's name is pronounced WIN-a-fred. It is of Welsh and Old English origin, and the meaning of Winifred is "holy, blessed reconciliation; joy and peace". Winifred, a martyred Welsh princess, is traditionally called the patron saint of virgins.

Thursday, July 26, 2012

John Lennon sings for the Olympics.

All  we are saying is give peace a chance
All we are saying is give peace a chance
All we are saying is give peace a chance

Resound this song of that big bell that has no love
That big bell that will try to destroy us all now
To bring us to our collective knees in sorrow
Blood drinking vampire soul stealing bastards
Our love will shatter your illusions of war forever
Our love will break the spell to will try to cast
To bend our peace to your hate and  pure evil
Yes before you open your satanic ritual we will
Call in John Lennon and all the choir of angels
All the dead will rise and sing the song of peace

All we are saying is give peace a chance
All we are saying is give peace a chance
All we are saying is give peace a chance

Wednesday, July 11, 2012

Moontime



We used to set our calendars by the turning
of the of the moon and the fine tune
of the cycles of the womb to were light
where only a woman can go into her self
that was before the darkness of perversion
and the end of beauty and gentleness began

Spilling blood became the only game
along with the rape and death of women
yes yes I know it has not stopped and
if like me reading the bad news just gets
a little bit too much for your weeping soul

I want to take you on a journey to the a
place where the great balance is returning
yes in the meadow the woman are singing
and they are giving back to the earth the
gift of healing from their flowing blood
and no one gets hurt and no one cries
the blood of heaven flows into earth


women are releasing the memories
the memories of a long time ago when
they sang to the moon for they knew
the rhythm and patterns to follow the
moon showed them the way