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The stork arrives – twice!

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My life is filled with bounties galore, abundant blessings,

Just harken, pause, and observe.. as the bonny bird sings;

Trills, it does, melodiously, on His omnipresence, His mighty glory,

For you, me, him and her……for all mankind to see.

 

And so, in my heart, I now passionately embrace,

Grandkiddies, most delightful, gifted by His Grace;

Ecstatically, I do declare, it was love at first glimpse,

A girl, a boy – such darling, mischievous little imps!

 

Cuddlesome, two bundles – one pink, and one blue,

Tiny toes, dimply smiles, and chubby cheeks, too;

The giggles, the gurgles, the chuckles as well,

My cup runneth over….you all, I must tell.

 

Sense I, enormous gratitude, contentment, immense joy,

For my two adorable, bubbly, precious girl and boy;

O beloved Almighty, with thanks, I must confess,

For every day, every minute, I utter: “God bless!”

 

Maloquacious © 2019

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Befuddled feathered folk

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Two birds wandered along a path, a-waddling;

As feathered folk often do.

“Quack”, said one, “Quack,” again, said he, a-dawdling;

As daydreamers often do.

 

“Jack,” said Mac, the other bird, a-jostling;

“What think ye of us?” he asked, as wise ones often do.

Looking up, he spied the sun and clouds a-bustling;

In windy weather, as they often do.

 

“Ah,” said Jack to Mac, squawked he, a-lumbering;

As befuddled folk often do.

“Dun-no”, cackled Jack, “Dun-no,” along the path a-swaggering;

With brows puckered, as the baffled often do.

 

Mac looked at Jack, Jack looked at Mac, and Jack winked;

As funny bunnies often do.

“After all these years of waddling, dawdling, jostling, bustling,

Lumbering, swaggering, I still dunno…….”

 

“Are we ducks, swans or geese?

Do tell me, please!”

 

Maloquacious © 2019

Enchanted fields of dreams

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Gosh! I very nearly missed the train.

With minutes to spare, I quickly sit back in the seat, quite breathless.

That hectic meeting with business associates went on till eternity!

Phew. I now relax.

Breathe.

I smile, and look out the window.

The swaying motion of the train plays a gentle lullaby.

I feel my lashes softly rest upon my cheeks.

My mind quiet, my thoughts silenced.

I drift away…

The train ride takes me through enchanted fields of dreams.

Fairies abound and…

Quaint little magical castles in which elves dwell.

Gnomes go helter-skelter beneath ivy creepers.

Pixies up to no good, grin from ear to ear.

Trolls, grumpy, stomp up and down wooden picket fences.

Unicorns, majestic, gallop with other steeds.

Witches pick roots and insects for cauldrons.

Hobbits emerge from dainty grassy dwellings.

Fields of fifty shades of green, stretch as far as the eyes can see.

Then, trees. Trees, and more trees.

One tree suddenly appears near the window.

A leafless one. Branches, draped in brown. Naked.

But on looking closely, I observe tiny green buds, polka dotted here and there.

Each bud, waiting, rather impatiently, to dramatically burst forth into life and bring with it, a rich harvest of hopes and dreams for a fruitful tomorrow.

And, the moment one small bud opens, my eyes too, open at the announcement of my destination.

As I step out onto the platform, I breathe. Deeply.

And, I smile. It’s a new day…for a promising tomorrow; a verdant future.

Just as the enchanted fields of dreams foretold.

 

Maloquacious © 2019

Happy New Year 2019

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I’m sitting here. In the garden, enjoying the beautiful sunshine. Besides absorbing the essential Vitamin D, I, also, take in the sights and sounds of chirping birds and the gentle sway of palm fronds in the soft, cool breeze.

And I ponder; I reflect upon the year gone by – 2018. It was a busy year. A happy year. A sad year. Many different emotions all packed into one memorable year. With the advent of a fresh new year, the Gracious Almighty has given me another chance to put right my wrongs, and afforded me the opportunity to allow myself to become the best ME that I could possibly be. Indeed, for that I truly thank You.

I realise that my blessings, however small they may be, appear everywhere, every day, and, more importantly, they are there, for me, with each new year. Therefore, now that 2019 has dawned, I am deeply and veraciously grateful for each fresh, new day.

A few of my blessings – miracles – are penned below, in poetic form.

So, put down your mug of coffee, stop playing video games, and simply sit back, against the puffed up cushions in your nice, comfy, chunky sofa. Huddle up beneath your warm ‘blankie’, and read on.

Read slowly, meaningfully, pausing, now and again, to digest the vivid imagery present in the poem….

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“See the garden, green and lush, that freshly blooms;

Observe the red-bricked house and all its rooms;

Note the far off planet, strange, with rings and several moons;

Look! Happy, excited, giggly children, watching cartoons.

Aye, undoubtedly, these are the fine signs of some of Your miracles!

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“Ah, heed the ocean, with its waves, eddies and tides;

The sprightly, little donkey and its fun-filled rides;

Smell the bakery goodies – its cakes, doughnuts and pies;

Listen to the chatter and natter of proud grooms ‘n’ blushing brides.

Aye, undoubtedly, these are the fine signs of some of Your miracles!

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“Watch the bonny, bouncy, bubbly babes;

Catch those magical, wonderful, dainty snowflakes;

Oh! And, careful of gorillas, baboons, chimps and apes;

Sea creatures of odd sizes – Wow! A kaleidoscope of colours ‘n’ shapes.

Aye, undoubtedly, these are the fine signs of some of Your miracles!

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“Embrace the loving protection of your dad – be enormously grateful;

Hug the caring devotion of your mum – be tremendously thankful;

Cuddle up with the love and affection of sibling unity – be joyful;

For, yes, indeed, ’tis family that really matters – utterly delightful!

Aye, undoubtedly, these are the fine signs of some of Your miracles!

“So…

“Much obliged, we truly are, dear Lord, for all these rich Blessings,

You are Merciful, Gracious, Omnipotent, Forgiving and Kind;

Appreciative we are, for the life You have granted us – with its endless lessons;

Prithee, most earnestly, humbly we pray, bless us to be good, gentle and kind.”

Amen/Ameen. 

 

Maloquacious © 2019

The Night of Fright

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I’m rather afraid of..

Cats,

Rats,

And,

Bats.

I’m dead scared of..

Spooks,

Snoops,

And,

Ghouls.

I’m petrified of..

Zombies,

Creepies,

And,

Goonies.

So, I’ll just..

Sit me down,

Safe, indoors,

And,

Drink hot cocoa.

Cause today..

‘Tis Halloween, Trick or Treating,

But,

Me, snug as a bug, sheltered,

Indoors, reading!

 

 

Maloquacious © 2018

Hakuna Matata. Safe travels!

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There I was in the middle of the park in the company of two fierce looking rhinos. Everywhere I looked, I saw tall dried grasses, with acacias polka dotting the panoramic view. I pinched myself. Was this for real? Or a dream? Worse still, could it be the beginning of a nightmare…….with a dreadful ending? Gulp.

“Dad, can I have a chocolate biscuit please?” The sound of the child’s voice immediately comforted me. It brought me back to reality. Thankfully.

Haha. I then realised where I actually was. My wild imagination had got the better of me, once again!

I was safely sitting in a four wheel drive automobile with family and friends. Phew. And a hamper full of eats and drinks. Yeah. Refreshments. What a relief!

This diligently planned safari to Nairobi National Park enabled us to observe a whole lot of wildlife. My son and his friend had procured pin locations of various animals. We were fortunate to see wild buffaloes, baboons, zebras, giraffes, warthogs, elands, impalas, rhinos, gazelles, not forgetting our feathery friends – the ostriches.

The safari was just one event on my itinerary. I was on a visit to the beautiful, tourist-y Kenya. However, meeting my first grandchild – an adorable, precious granddaughter – was the main highlight of my trip. By God’s grace, I spent a wonderful, exciting, memorable time with family.

My beloved son had organised a week long stay in a charming cottage at Diani Beach. Oh, it was totally paradise! We just flew into Mombasa, a short flight, taking along the ayah to help in looking after our cute little bundle of energetic joy!

Needless to say, weather was absolutely lovely, the breeze was just right and the lush presence of palm trees, flowering shrubs and fruit trees, was simply perfect. Hummingbirds, weaver birds and the gorgeous, psychedelically painted butterflies – a magical delight!

A jolly, cheery cook was there to promptly tickle our palates. The cuisine included breakfast with a variety of fresh fruits and exotic fresh juices; luscious-looking jumbo prawns; various fish, freshly caught; barbecue nights, and a store of scrumptious foodstuff. What bliss……thank You so much!

Swimming either in one of the crystal clear pools or going for a dip in the blue/green ocean was our  choice. We chose both the waters. All of us had a real rollicking time, splashing about, paddling, and wading through seaweed that would pop up here and there, and/or just a swim in the warm sea.

Gosh, I could go on and on about the beauty of this wonderful land – Kenya. But to really get the feel of this rich, stunning, friendly environment, one needs to visit and savour the fantastic experiences themselves.

Bon Voyage! Safe travels! And, remember…. Hakuna Matata!

 

Maloquacious © 2018

 

 

Auld Lange Syne – 2018

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What a lovely start to the new year! Happy thoughts of health, joy and compassion.

I am so grateful to welcome in yet another year to help me fulfil my oh-so-many hopes, dreams and aspirations. Thank You, O Lord.

Yes, indeed, a wonderful way to kick in 2018!

Whilst we celebrate this auspicious occasion, let us not forget family, friends, elderly, strangers, refugees, orphans, children, babies – every citizen of the world….no matter where they reside, and, regardless of their race, colour and creed.

Do extend a warm, loving handshake of peace and kindness. Embrace their hurt and shower them with love and affection. Remember, we are all God’s children, and, therefore, equal in His presence.

Pray!

Send a prayer out to those who are battling inner demons….may they feel the calm they so yearn for.

Pray for strength for those struggling with health issues….may they find comfort and ease.

Pray for courage for those youngsters that are troubled by peer pressure…may they gain the confidence to stand tall and strong.

Amen!

Here, I would like to include my special thoughts….for you and the people of the world:

May God embrace you with His love and mercy;

May you enjoy good health and success;

May happiness be yours;

May all your dreams be realised;

And your hopes and wishes too;

May His light shine upon your home;

And keep you and your loved ones safe;

‘Tis the time for reconciliation;

A warm embrace; forgiveness, too;

Treasure old acquaintances;

Welcome new friends;

Cherish memories of the past;

Enjoy new experiences;

Have fun and celebrate your life;

Life is like a tapestry of magnificence..

That is interwoven with precious family and friends.

Allow compassion for everyone –  young and old alike;

Be strong in sorrow and steadfast in trials;

Let not setbacks discourage, but rather stir up in you a fierce determination.

Value health, it’s His greatest gift.

Breathe the air and be grateful;

Thankful for the sense of sight, smell, taste, touch..

And listen to the sound of the Joy of Life!

Accept bright challenges!

Welcome new responsibilities!

Dare to be remarkable!

Dare to be outstanding!

Dare to be positive!

And, above all..

Dare to be good!

May this year be your best one!

Thank you for being a part of my life.

Peace. God bless. Love and Light.

 

Maloquacious © 2018

How supercalifragilisticexpialidocious!

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Snow is heavily falling,
Santa is loudly calling,
Everyone is briskly running,
Towards the fire a-burning,
Children are noisily yelling,
Parents are articulately telling….

“Shhh, harken, Xmas bells a-ringing!”

Elves are busy wrapping,
Reindeer hooves are tapping,
Grotto chimes are chinkling,
Bubbly glasses, a-clinking,
Snowball fights, gosh, rollicking,
Toddlers and kids, a-frolicking,

“Shhh, harken, Xmas bells a-ringing!”

Christmas trees, psychedelically twinkling,
Fairies atop, angelically winking,
Tiny wee fairy lights, a-blinking,
Teeny-weeny bells, joyfully chinking,
Lots of fun goodies, yummy, so scrumptious,
Everyone’s thrilled, merry and facetious,

Because…..

“..the Holiday Season is here –
Supercalifragilisticexpialidocious!”

Maloquacious © 2017

 

My dearest, darling little brother

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❤️ Darling Brother M.K.A ❤️

My dearest, darling little brother,

I know, without a doubt, sweet brother, that you are enjoying Heaven and that you are in high spirits over there, yet I still must ask: “How are you?”

You were are the baby of the family and I am the eldest among us three siblings. You left us much too soon. My heart aches. No words can give me comfort, and no one can help drive away the pain.

Sad to say, I simply took it all for granted. I thought that there would be many more days, more weeks, months and years for sibling shenanigans – in fact, even on the day you left us, I was waiting to see your smiling face, when later that evening, on your arrival home, I’d carry out the same daily ritual…..I’d quickly demand the ‘password’ before letting you in. Of course, you knew there was no password and that I’d promptly open the door for you. But that daily drama had to be done.

I dearly miss that. It feels as if a bit of my heart has been taken away.

I vividly remember…… The sun set that evening. I waited for you, bro. I so wanted to see your smiling face. But that was never to be. God had other plans. We must submit to His will. Yet still, I can’t help wondering, why? It hurts enormously.

Why? .. Why? Questions sail on my flowing tears, the mist fogs up my vision. Deeply distressed. Bewildered. Baffled. Yet I realise, I must bow to His will, I must!

You left without even saying “goodbye” … Each morning, after breakfast, you’d leave for office at 8.10am, promptly. That day, within an hour, I received the dreaded phone call. A stranger calling to tell me that you were are no more.

Shocked. Numb. I am dumbstruck. I am stunned, shattered by the effect of the words. I feel as if I’m having a bad dream nightmare, and, in desperation I try to wake up. But, the reality hits me, wickedly, in the face. It is all true. This is real. I walk in my room, aimlessly, waiting for the facts to sink in.

This was a phone call I thought I would never receive, and words I would never hear. Because, somehow, the silly me always thought I’d be the first one to go. After all, I am the eldest – the old one.

Even though you were are our baby, yet you always took care of my problems and, like a true super hero, invariably found solutions to all the difficult happenings in my life. You were there at all times for me. And, yes, even now, you are here beside me. I honestly believe that.

I can sense your presence. I talk to you as if you’re sitting right next to me…..and yes, you surely are. God has been kind. He let us have you for fifty-three years, how blessed we were are! Greatly honoured. It was is a privilege having you belong to our family. Thank You, God, immensely.

I feel enormously blessed because whenever I think of you, I can only remember the happy times. And He graced us with countless! All the laughter, the giggles, innocent guffaws, those secret exchanges of knowing smiles after creating a blooper, and those stifled sniggers, still echo cheerily in my ears. Many a time I catch myself grinning broadly when recalling some of our escapades. God bless.

You’d tell people that: “Whenever my big sister rings me and, in a particular tone of voice, says, ‘Hello, MKA, are you there?’, I know that she’s committed a boo-boo somewhere!”

Haha, that’s so true. For whenever I’d done something catastrophic or bungled up somewhere, you, my darling brother – my knight in shining armour – would come riding on your white horse and rescue me – the dainty, delicate damsel in distress! Sigh. You knew me very well. Sigh. I miss you so.

I am remembering a childhood incident that took place in Yorkshire, England. Mum had taken us three siblings to watch Walt Disney’s ‘The Sword in the Stone.’

It turned out that you, little bro (at the tender age of four and a half, if you please!) were smitten by Queen Guinevere. You wished to be Sir Lancelot, the top knight of King Arthur’s Knights of the Round Table. Oh crikey, and what a dashing knight you turned out to be!

After the film, that day, you spent ages in your room, flapping cardboard, flicking crayons and flipping papers. Eventually, when you emerged from your room, what sight do we behold? Or, rather, who do we see?

Sir Lancelot! Yes. Little bro, our knight in shining armour, all dressed up, carrying a cardboard sword and a cardboard shield, bearing a name that was oh-so proudly emblazoned on the cardboard weapon of mass destruction: ‘Slanslot.’ …………. Aww.

One day, years back, Daddy asked you, beloved brother, to write a composition……a task you weren’t pretty fond of then, yet you acceded to parent’s request.

And your Pulitzer Prize winning essay went thus….

‘One day ten crows sat on a wall. They all fell off the wall. Then there were ten dead crows.’

End of story. Period. ……oh, the poor crows.

Huh? Well, whatever happened next, and whatever Daddy said, let suspense reign, eh, little brother? *wink*

Ah, dear little brother, while you lived and laughed amongst us, you generously sprinkled happiness and joy wherever you went. Your cheery grin embraced friends and family alike. Your compassion and kindness touched all those who knew you. Even the little stray kittens would come rushing to you, for despite coming home tired after a busy day at work, you would always have time to feed them their favourite dish – slices of bread dipped in milk.

God bless you, my darling. You’ve done us proud. You walked the earth with humility and gentleness. Your goodness enveloped all. God blessed us with you, a pure soul, a kindly being who spent fifty-three glorious, memorable years with us. Short they may have been, but my, what magnificence and purity we were blessed with – our precious MKA! Thank You, Lord.

Keep smiling, dearest one!

All my love, hugs and kisses,

Your loving big sis,

Deed xx

Maloquacious © 2017

Slimy-cor-blimey Spooks are about!

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Look out! Watch out! Mind out!
Slimy-cor-blimey Spooks are about.

Witches fly, and snakes a-slither;
Ghouls glide, skim hither-thither.

Creepy-crawlies! Yikes! Shiver me timber!
Scorpions! Centipedes! Gosh, how they limber!

Cobwebs! Spiders! Ants, and what-not;
‘tis a trap, be warned, a bait, to catch us lot.

Asudden, Ghosts pop up – a deadly shock!
Be wary! Alert! Just toss ‘em a rock.

Ravens and crows, go flap a-screeching;
Bats and vampires, go bite a-bleeding.

Darkness, scary shapes….and eerie sounds;
Odours most foul, waft in the grounds.

Rattling bones, skinny skeletons, bulging eyeballs;
Jangling chains, roaches – but shush! I hear phone calls.

Hello? The telephone line crackles,
Oh no! The head wicked witch cackles…

Whaaat?? Warty’s keen to know: “Trick or Treating?”
Who, me? I fire back: “Ha! Safe in bed a-sleeping!”

 

Maloquacious © 2017