My Name is

My Name is

 

My name is I want I want

My game is always change

I hold your heart so tightly

And treat your life so lightly

 

Your mind is my mind

Your way is my way

Stillness is kind

And restlessness is sting entwined

 

I sit in the middle of your heart

And let the universe pull you apart

I fill with silver and gold

And your life a ransom I hold

 

Clear your thoughts and still the fears

Then dear child I can still your tears

Let me guide you in your quest

And let me live quietly in your breast

 

For my name is I want I want

My game is always change

I hold your interest

in my life span hand

I am you your inner land.

 

Copy right @ Rosemary Sladden (Demici)2009

 

 

 

 

Musing about things

Musing about things

 

Don’t hold the dog like that

Please don’t make him wear a hat

What is his collar for

Not to drag him from the door

 

Don’t grab that cat like that

He will surly want you to scratch

Tickle him under his chin

And he will surly want to come in

 

Oh my dear what will you do

When you wash that hamster in the loo

He is cold and he is damp

So stop holding your hand like a hamster clamp

 

When we walk in summer day

We can smell the new mown hay

As we walk in summer sun

We burn like toast are all we done?

 

Copyright @ Demici 7 June 2009  12:34 AM

Woke up and couldn’t sleep.

Come my soul

Come my soul

 

Come my soul and dance

Come my soul and ask

I will walk again with you

And see the day right through

 

Come my spirit sit

Come my spirit take that little step

I will sit and think of you

The will to see the whole day through

 

Hear the bells of peace chime

Feel the bells of pain release rhyme

Know they toll for you

And heal your body right though

 

One two three

Now I see

Four five six

Feel my body they do fix

Seven and eight then back it’s late

 

Hold your fingers to my frame

Know I my illness cannot name

Dance the lightening conductor

Acting like a conduit

Lift my mind and illness kind

 

Feel the tide of love sweep through

It is all coming to you

I surrender all my being

So your healing takes my swelling

Holds my soul

And makes me whole

 

I can feel the love

Come dance with me

I can feel the love

Come be with me

As we fly

We two are free.

 

 

Copy right @ Demici 6 May 2009

Written some time in 2008/9 when I was board on a bus or at a meeting.

Children play

Children play

 

The Child on the bed

Play boy dead

Sun not up yet

Day still to wake

No noise to make.

 

Play on the bed

Listen to what mum said

We can get up

When all can sup

 

Tea breakfast make

School children go

Nana exploring so

Old places new

Scene that never knew.

 

Don’t know when I wrote this again between 2008 and 2009

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