Holes to be dug
and your certain
To find a bug
You'll be covered in muck
Just be
Not to get stuck
Use all your boards
making sure they
Don't catch the cords
Dig it quick
to ensure the
Box doesn't stick
The family will be here
Saying goodbye
To someone so dear
They sing songs of praise
Then shuffle away
somewhat in a daze
You fill it all in
Leaving it like
No one has bin
Pleased with your job
Homeward you plod
With hardly a sob
(Copyright) Roy Thomson 27/5/2011
Friday, 27 May 2011
Saturday, 15 January 2011
Now
Just wanted to say sorry I have missed a few days here and my other 2 blogs just got so much to sort out in my head it's taking me a wee while eh.
Sunday, 2 January 2011
Self Destruct (2nd poem)
We all have one
Pressure needed
Less than a ton
Never bleeded
We push to start
Sit back and watch
It blow our life
To bits and pieces
Never do we think
We just yell
There she blows
Wait on the blast
When things are looking great
This is not our life
We just can't wait
What happened to the strife
You know your to blame
But that won't stop
You just the same
Wait for the plop
Life's trials may come and go
But you and destruction
Will never slow
It's another interruption
To your continual slide
Into the depths of
No believe no pride
Let it go soon PLEASE
Pressure needed
Less than a ton
Never bleeded
We push to start
Sit back and watch
It blow our life
To bits and pieces
Never do we think
We just yell
There she blows
Wait on the blast
When things are looking great
This is not our life
We just can't wait
What happened to the strife
You know your to blame
But that won't stop
You just the same
Wait for the plop
Life's trials may come and go
But you and destruction
Will never slow
It's another interruption
To your continual slide
Into the depths of
No believe no pride
Let it go soon PLEASE
Garth part 6 (fiction)
Alwin
Alwin had been here for what felt like seconds sometimes and forever other's. When she first arrived it had terrified her. The feeling of all those fibrous tendrils crawling over her skin then entering her body until finally they became part of her brain, her conscious being. Now she could feel the power of the natural for many miles around, every blade of grass, flower, leave, tree and all those animals including the local Indians filled her with such joy and feeling of such power. Thinking this would be her life Alwin had given up hope of ever communicating with another person. She wasn't even sure she could speak any more.
When she saw the tall man settle down against the tree over the valley she had assumed it was a local come to survey nature as they did daily. Just sitting taking in the view all the wonderful aspects of nature in her many colours. These Paiute Indians had such a reverence for the natural world that was the main reason Alwin had settled into this life of observation as quickly as she had. They spent so much time respecting their natural surroundings, yes they did kill but only to survive and never for reasons of pleasure or just plain evil nature of so many that would arrive in the future.
Now she could tell this young man was going through what she had all that time ago and wanted so much to ease the pain he felt. Remembering how it felt had brought back her short period of hatred for all this beauty surrounding her. Would he want to speak? Could they speak? She needed to find out.
How to approach him without making it worse was the issue she had been dealing with since realisation dawned on her what was happening. Not having a name to call him and not knowing if he spoke the local language or some other tongue was a worry.
This tree that had taken her into itself had been here for 1000's of years, General Sherman as it was known had been around since before the Hymalayian mountains were formed. The knowledge in him from the natural world was second only to some very old pine trees higher up the slopes, they had seen so much less though being so far away from the majority of the beauty of this valley. She could see the smaller tree that had chosen this very lucky man across the valley.
The lovely meadow between them was looking awesome as you can see, did he realise how lucky he was and how much he would learn so quickly?
Alwin had been here for what felt like seconds sometimes and forever other's. When she first arrived it had terrified her. The feeling of all those fibrous tendrils crawling over her skin then entering her body until finally they became part of her brain, her conscious being. Now she could feel the power of the natural for many miles around, every blade of grass, flower, leave, tree and all those animals including the local Indians filled her with such joy and feeling of such power. Thinking this would be her life Alwin had given up hope of ever communicating with another person. She wasn't even sure she could speak any more.
When she saw the tall man settle down against the tree over the valley she had assumed it was a local come to survey nature as they did daily. Just sitting taking in the view all the wonderful aspects of nature in her many colours. These Paiute Indians had such a reverence for the natural world that was the main reason Alwin had settled into this life of observation as quickly as she had. They spent so much time respecting their natural surroundings, yes they did kill but only to survive and never for reasons of pleasure or just plain evil nature of so many that would arrive in the future.
Now she could tell this young man was going through what she had all that time ago and wanted so much to ease the pain he felt. Remembering how it felt had brought back her short period of hatred for all this beauty surrounding her. Would he want to speak? Could they speak? She needed to find out.
How to approach him without making it worse was the issue she had been dealing with since realisation dawned on her what was happening. Not having a name to call him and not knowing if he spoke the local language or some other tongue was a worry.
This tree that had taken her into itself had been here for 1000's of years, General Sherman as it was known had been around since before the Hymalayian mountains were formed. The knowledge in him from the natural world was second only to some very old pine trees higher up the slopes, they had seen so much less though being so far away from the majority of the beauty of this valley. She could see the smaller tree that had chosen this very lucky man across the valley.
The lovely meadow between them was looking awesome as you can see, did he realise how lucky he was and how much he would learn so quickly?
writing
The best thing about writing fiction is-
When life is being real nasty to you, no matter if its your own fault you can lock yourself away in a world where you control everything. It's blissful!!!
When life is being real nasty to you, no matter if its your own fault you can lock yourself away in a world where you control everything. It's blissful!!!
Friday, 24 December 2010
Garth part 5 (fiction)
This feeling of no terror anywhere was so strange Garth had spent his life in terror over one thing or another. He was laying there feeling invisible with animals wandering around him some of the creature's in the soil were actually touching him moving over his clothing, sending shivers of pleasure through his entire being.
The feeling started to feel as if he were being taken over by all these rushing positive emotions. Feeling the long rough and hairy blades of grass twining into the material of his trousers. The soil organisms were moving through him almost. Even here there was no negative emotion. The spiders, worms everything was hunting for food, hunting their prey but there was no malice in those thoughts. It was just life and everyone was enjoying the moment for with no thought of anything else.
This was nature at its beautiful simplest form. All the plants and animals where doing what they needed to, to survive and enjoying life.
Woah what an amazing creature, a large stag was munching its way toward Garth. He could see the lovely velvet covering on its antlers, the red hair was glistening all over its coat from the moist air. Even head down eating it looked so statuesque Garth was awestruck.
When it reached the base of Garth's feet it started nibbling the grass that was attached to his shoes and trousers. Woah that felt so weird lovely and soft with no pain just a feeling of pleasure from feeding another creature. Then the stag stood to his full height and rubbed those antlers all over Garth's bark covered face. The velvet covering easing itself of and dropping to the grass below. Again there was no pain just a filling of his heart with peace.
He was beginning to see that even in nature centuries back before man corrupted it and made it into a slave to his desires. Nature had nothing evil within it.
Could this still be achieved?
The feeling started to feel as if he were being taken over by all these rushing positive emotions. Feeling the long rough and hairy blades of grass twining into the material of his trousers. The soil organisms were moving through him almost. Even here there was no negative emotion. The spiders, worms everything was hunting for food, hunting their prey but there was no malice in those thoughts. It was just life and everyone was enjoying the moment for with no thought of anything else.
This was nature at its beautiful simplest form. All the plants and animals where doing what they needed to, to survive and enjoying life.
Woah what an amazing creature, a large stag was munching its way toward Garth. He could see the lovely velvet covering on its antlers, the red hair was glistening all over its coat from the moist air. Even head down eating it looked so statuesque Garth was awestruck.
When it reached the base of Garth's feet it started nibbling the grass that was attached to his shoes and trousers. Woah that felt so weird lovely and soft with no pain just a feeling of pleasure from feeding another creature. Then the stag stood to his full height and rubbed those antlers all over Garth's bark covered face. The velvet covering easing itself of and dropping to the grass below. Again there was no pain just a filling of his heart with peace.
He was beginning to see that even in nature centuries back before man corrupted it and made it into a slave to his desires. Nature had nothing evil within it.
Could this still be achieved?
Wednesday, 22 December 2010
Garth part 4 (fiction)
"Woah I didn't time travel this is even weirder. I'm seeing what this Redwood saw back in the day. I still have my body supported by that amazing red bark that is keeping me as warm as if I was sat in front of a roaring fire. Is this even possible?"
These were Garth's thoughts as he realised what may be happening.
What he was feeling was the slow steady flow of growth creating nutrition from the soil into this young plant that would become a 90 metre giant. More than that though he was feeling every natural thing he could see.
The grass was swaying in the gentle breeze and he knew how each blade of grass felt as it swayed against the nearest blade to it. He felt the pleasure of touching another of the same species with no desire, no jealousy, no fear and nothing but adulation of a mutual need to grow and reproduce with the aid of this soft breeze before the weather changed.
This was a time before man tried to control all of the worlds natural processes before man thought he could play god and decide what species of plant and animal should be saved or allowed to die out. Man had been gradually taking over the entire planet not as a guardian as he should be but as a god. Who rather than caring for his environment and looking after the world thought he was the creator of it and did not need to consider the past at all. No thought was given to the old ways, when man was enthralled by nature, when he not only cared for actively encouraged the natural world to thrive and become so species rich that modern man wouldn't know what they were looking at.
Modern man has become to obsessed with material things, most of them have no time for the natural world. Was Giaa talking about these lungs being felled in the 1st. minute of their meeting referring to man's destruction of the worlds forest's and woodland. Preventing the natural world from breathing and causing so much grief for themselves?
He couldn't think these thoughts for long more and more information was flooding into his mind, about the natural world how it was. That was why he was where he was. The native American's had a real grasp of how to use the natural world for food, heating, clothing etc without causing ctotal destruction to anyone plant or animal. They spent time actually studying how the plants and animals interacted.
Was this how he was going to learn?
These were Garth's thoughts as he realised what may be happening.
What he was feeling was the slow steady flow of growth creating nutrition from the soil into this young plant that would become a 90 metre giant. More than that though he was feeling every natural thing he could see.
The grass was swaying in the gentle breeze and he knew how each blade of grass felt as it swayed against the nearest blade to it. He felt the pleasure of touching another of the same species with no desire, no jealousy, no fear and nothing but adulation of a mutual need to grow and reproduce with the aid of this soft breeze before the weather changed.
This was a time before man tried to control all of the worlds natural processes before man thought he could play god and decide what species of plant and animal should be saved or allowed to die out. Man had been gradually taking over the entire planet not as a guardian as he should be but as a god. Who rather than caring for his environment and looking after the world thought he was the creator of it and did not need to consider the past at all. No thought was given to the old ways, when man was enthralled by nature, when he not only cared for actively encouraged the natural world to thrive and become so species rich that modern man wouldn't know what they were looking at.
Modern man has become to obsessed with material things, most of them have no time for the natural world. Was Giaa talking about these lungs being felled in the 1st. minute of their meeting referring to man's destruction of the worlds forest's and woodland. Preventing the natural world from breathing and causing so much grief for themselves?
He couldn't think these thoughts for long more and more information was flooding into his mind, about the natural world how it was. That was why he was where he was. The native American's had a real grasp of how to use the natural world for food, heating, clothing etc without causing ctotal destruction to anyone plant or animal. They spent time actually studying how the plants and animals interacted.
Was this how he was going to learn?
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