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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

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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

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

 

I met Alice…..or did I?

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It doesn’t matter
If, amidst the clatter,
You want to natter,
So, let us chatter;
And, yeah, get fatter
On doughnuts, yum, that batter.
Oops, the rain goes pitter-patter
Hurry, dash inside, Mr Mad Hatter!

Now, Alice turns to me
“It’s very unfair, don’t you see,
With Mad Hatter, you had tea,
Doughnuts too, but not with me!”
I look around and all I see
Such angry faces, out to get me.
The Queen, the Cat and company,
So, with White Rabbit, I quickly flee.

Out the tree, I swiftly hop,
Run up the hill, to its top;
I’ll not tarry, or wait a dot,
I’m in trouble, quite in a spot.
“Goodbye,” I yell, “you creepy lot!
You weird, eerie, dotty lot!”

At home now, I am…in Camelot,
So, hey you all, was it a dream…or what?

Maloquacious © 2017

Me the bee – the Christmas bee!

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I am a bee, a busy bee, a Christmas bee, you see
I have too much to do, I am buzz-y, buzz-y, buzz-y.

Santa dear, one day, came to me, and asked for my help, you see
“The shopping list is far too long,” whined he, over a cuppa tea.

His face, a wee bit weary, into the chair, he slumped, so sad, dear me!
“Got too much to do; pressies to buy, then wrap to put under that tree.”

“Rudolph’s down with flu, two elves are sick in bed, oh woe is me!”
Oh my gosh, thought me the bee, was this a dream, a movie or some fantasy?

Come, come, dear man, this will not do; tut-tut, all this I cannot see
Now listen up, Santa, just you breathe, relax and quietly drink your tea.

The world awaits you; every kid with bated breath, agog to hug a pressie
Don’t let them down, please, Santa; I will do my part to help, said me the bee.

So, who helped with the wrapping, the packing; gifts to place beneath the Christmas tree?
Who bucked up Santa? Healed Rudolph and those sickly elves? Yes, me the bee!

Dear friends, so that’s the tale how I became a Christmas bee, the busy bee;
Now whene’er you hear the “Ho Ho Ho!”, thank me, the bee – buzz-y, buzzy, buzz-y!

 

Maloquacious © 2016

My “Happy Tree”

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Life is wonderful, indeed; ’tis fantastic fun;
Glorious, cheery blessings…yes, for everyone.

Indoor, my cup, O Lord, it runneth over
Gushing with Your loving grace and power.

So, there I go, outdoor, and in the garden
I plant my happy “Happy Tree” – Amen!

This tree I have, for all to see,
I call it mine, the “Happy Tree”.

And on its branches twining,
I hang my blessings swirling, twirling.

The love that dwells inside my heart,
I drape around the tree, to start.

Countless “thank You’s” from my mind
Around the boughs I gently wind.

Like bright, shiny tinsel strands
My eyes place rainbow beauty bands.

The good I hear, and wise advice,
I display with pride, my bumper prize.

I feel a feel, a blissful feel
About my tree, my “Happy Tree”.

Life’s all about love, light and joy,
Peace, contentment, for us to enjoy.

So, thank You, Lord, I wish to express..
Deep gratitude for all You bless!

Maloquacious © 2016

Whispers of the heart

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Sit a while, my friend. And, listen.

Give ear to the silence. It is deafening.

It shouts out.

Close your eyes.

Inhale.

Exhale.

Let go of the stress.

Think of a sweet image.

A scene, so serene,

Soothing, calming,

Caressing, embracing.

Perceive the warmth,

And the gentle feel of…

Fairy dust,

Angel sparkle.

A caring cuddle,

A big, bear snuggle.

Take to heart, and appreciate…

The LOVE that blooms,

And the PEACE which rules.

So…

Let go of the stress,

Toss out all distress.

Remember!

Ne’er despair..

Of His loving care.

For He is always there..

In silence, be still…and listen…to Him.

 

Maloquacious © 2016

Farewell, Snow….it’s time to watch the flowers grow

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Snow! Get thee gone.. away, I say,
Takest thou, the cold and icy ways.

For thou art harsh, hard and hefty
On the heart and health.. Oh, leave us be!

Thy gusty winds doth awake the chills;
Thou freeze the air, begone! ..and take thy ills.

We’ll not make merry whilst thou spread the flakes,
We’ll brush and shovel, no matter the time it takes.

Granted, thy veil of white doth look so enchanting,
But, by overstaying your welcome, just misery brings.

Your arrival was a blessing, that I must say;
Your beauty, your charm, the fun – you made our day!

The hilarity, the joy, the giggles and much laughter,
Aye, ’tis you, the bringer of this ‘funster’ bluster!

But, now, alas, dear snow, you must go, go, go!
The crowds have had enough of snow, snow, snow!

So now fare thee well, adieu, you fifty shades of white,
Throngs await Spring and the warm sunshine bright.

O Snow, we shall await your new season – Winter – in all its glory,
Oh, yes, all agog, with bated breath – just you wait and see!

 

Maloquacious © 2016

Dance on shattered glass, you must!

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Dance on shattered glass, you must!
Walk through those flames of fire.

Fly, you must, fly high as an eagle,
Dream, yes, your wildest dreams.

Think deep like the wisest scholars,
Smile, joyfully, your most beaming smile.

Eat cheesecake, aye, the pure white fantasy,
Walk tall, chin up, with head held high.

Run fast as the wind, free and unshackled,
Speak words of wisdom, purity and gentleness.

Observe with kindness, understanding and compassion,
Climb, you must, the peak of perfection and punctuality.

Waltz, tango, salsa through life,
Enjoy every moment.
Savour each experience,
Be grateful for adversities.

Hardships make you strong, wise and..
Sincerely grateful for all blessings, great and small.

Therefore, thank the good Lord, with all your heart,
He’s blessed you richly, and you must play your part;
Live well, with gratitude, humility and zestful fun,
Start today! For tomorrow is promised to no one.

 

 

Maloquacious © 2016

 

I feel so blessed, I must confess

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‘Twas beneath the tree
That I did see
Amidst the green
The quiet, the serene.

Whispers of the breeze;
The buzz of bumblebees;
Rustle of the leaves;
The sunshine, ah, the peace!

I feel so blessed
I must confess
To realise I am no less
Than he, she and the rest.

I am His child, without a doubt
As are we all, just shout it out.
All are equal, there is no doubt,
Loved by Him, of us He’s proud.

So let me dream
Beneath the tree
Of the “good, kind me”
I intend to be.

Realisation?

… Aye!

‘Twas beneath the tree
That I did see
Amidst the green
His eternal love for me.

 

Maloquacious © 2016