Woe is work

It’s so slow 
In work today
Wish I could pass the time
Another way,
I could be walking 
My dog in the park
Or meeting with mates
For a lark
I could be watching a film
Or reading a book
I could even be learning
How to cook!
But no,
Alas
None of these things
Will come to pass
Because I’m stuck 
In work
Having a moan
Are you sure
I can’t just 
Go home? 

She Saw the Sulture Change

People pulling together in a time of crisis. We do have a purpose then. It’s nice to see

Wine&Dine

Ever since 2004, Ukraine became known to the world not only for the tragedy in Chernobyl, or heavy weight champions boxers Brothers Klitschko. In 2004, Ukraine underwent a first wave of massive riots in downtown Kiev, where thousands of people decided to camp out on the main square demanding fair elections of the new President. Almost ten years later, a new wave of protests would spread around the country in less than two month. Everything started with this amazing, yet dangerous, social phenomenon – Maidan.

 I happened to have a friend who actually was a part of this movement. She spent countless days and night at Maidan, helping to prepare food, or just hanging out. It certainly was dangerous to be threre, but she was very brave and wanted to make a differece, to be a part of ‘making a new history’. I asked her about social…

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A sneak preview of next week. Hint: Orange

Creativity speaks dog too

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Poetry and Race Relations

So there’s a number of significant calendar dates scheduled today and the ones I’m going to focus on are World Poetry Day and International Day for the Elimination of Racial Discrimination. Interestingly enough it’s also World Puppetry Day and Harmony Day (Australia) which can go together in a cynical way though Harmony day can more positively be seen akin with the two titles I’m looking at, but then so can World Puppetry Day in a negative way….

Respectful notice to the other dates World Down Syndrome Day and Youth Day in Tunisia (Youth Day is celebrated in different countries on different days). Whilst I’ve read a bit about these I’m no expert so won’t unfairly expound on the subjects but acknowledgement to those for whom these themes are significant, whether as a marker or a lifetime issue, and kudos to those trying to make good the situations.

On a…

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‘Sleep No More’ Is a ‘Macbeth’ in a Hotel | NYTimes | Chelsea

New york trips

Those pushy Macbeths may be backstabbing social climbers, but you must admit that their new digs are to die for. The Thane of Cawdor and his wife have moved into a deserted hotel in the hinterlands of the West 20s, and my dear, what they’ve done with the place…

via ‘Sleep No More’ Is a ‘Macbeth’ in a Hotel – Review – NYTimes.com.

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Singularly everybody

I am…
Patiently impatient 
Quietly shouting
Crying with laughter
And very gently tough.
I will…
Love and hate
And need to not need
Independently rely on you
Finish what Iv started
With out seeing it through.
I have…
Selfishly given
And shyly received 
Loudly lost friendships
And silently grieved.
I’m playful when I’m hiding
I’m peaceful when I’m pleased
I sob at little cuts
And dry eyed when I bleed.
I’m an extrovert inside
I’m pure bred like a weed
I look…
Tall for a short person
Smiley when I’m peeved 
Confident when I’m nervous
Silly on purpose.
I’m a simple contradiction
Indecisive with conviction
I’m a different me from day to day
But I’m human and that’s me. 

Little lives

Lots of little eyes
Looking to the stars
Lots of little hearts waiting for new starts
Little hands and feet
Needing lots of cuddles
And lots of bed time kisses
Even if the little body doesn’t know what it misses
Some little ones abandoned
Some very mistreated
Some who have lost before they knew what they had
But none of them are bad.
They need people to love them
People to care. 
They need forever homes.

Me and mum

I jiggle when I wiggle
I wobble when I walk
Im clumsy and I stumble
I stutter when I talk.
I used to dress quite funny
Striped and spotted too
And the only reason I dress nice? 
Its all because of you.
I make you laugh with silly voices
I hiccupped from birth. 
And even though im dopey I can’t half belt out a verse.
I promise to protect you
When you’re very old 
I’ll make a stand against socks and sandals
Just like I’ve been told.
Because mummy I love you
You are the best
Even when you’re narky
If you’re a bit stressed. (Hehe)
You never liked your eyes
But their mine too
And people say im pretty
I get that from you.
You are pretty awesome
And quite hot for a nan
Its lucky that you still see my dad as your one and only man.
As im getting older
Its you that I see
Staring at the me from my mirror
Very lucky me. 🙂

Writers block

I tried to write a poem
But I didn’t quite succeed.
I thought of lots of subjects
But not a word could I breed.
I went to bed quite late last night
And turned out poems, 
Warm and bright
But when I really wanted to write,
My imagination took a flight. 
Iv listened to the rain pour,
Tried my best and then I swore,
Tonight it’s just not meant to be,
This poem writing thing and me. 
Last night we were friends from past
Catching up with lots of chat, 
Now my friend of old won’t play with me,
What is wrong? What could it be? 
So I ended up writing this
I poem about not writing a poem, 
Just to take the piss.