Roll up roll up - a newly spruced up LS 2 and and half to see how far it goes!! - we deal with the living and the partly living and the morosed!! Since we all began as the crazy LS gang back in wow when was that - scribbles the man with the jackhammer you have been the note keeper when Did we start? - or rather when did we just tumble all in together? - we even had the most pleasure of a few dubious ladies and it became all good fun. there is no reason for the fun to stop of course - I recently wrote a poem:
My Daily Throne [well someone has to do it!]
I sit in the middle of my jungle home
surrounded by boabs as thick as a throne!
They stand 20 metres, reach to the heavens
Birds nest in their top boughs
Always freer than I
I sit early morn before sun has arisen
25 C is the high – not yet 40 C prison
Willy wagtails get cheeky
come as close as an arm
do their ‘rock and roll’ swivel
but won’t eat from hand calm!
I watch that old sun rise behind highest branches
and then it breaks through ; its glory enhances
it dazzles, bewitches but burns to the bone
time to rise; bid farewell – leave behind forest throne
The rest of the day is spent avoiding its rays
as it climbs very rapidly to 40 C haze
Aircons full blast all over the place
In the house ; in the car and that shopping mall place?
I wait for the end of that blazing old sun
‘round 6ish just vanishes like a half eaten bun?
Light the coils for the mozzis ; sit and repose
Sometimes dream of past lives; till they get on the nose?
Did I mention our very shy ; skittish young jumpers
Go by the name of ‘wallaby’ thumpers
they’re around early eve for the water left out
but they stand metres away
when they see my strange snout!
They move rather slowly as they forage the ground
they are ‘neat and polite’ eaters and their ears twitch around
I just sit ; dare not move and watch them with joy
but if I cough ; they move like lightning ; you should watch them ‘oh boy’
I sit through the closening haze as it deepens
sometimes see images of past loves I have meeten?
There is that moment between dusken and darkness
the ‘ghosts’ of the forest whisper ‘harken do harken’
Its then that a man can go simply more crazy
so clip the ‘coils’ stagger home just three steps a bit hazy
My artificial sun is now fully ablazen ; with world news
entertainment whatever my heart cravens? circa : anyone ; anyone ; anyone know?? somewhere in 2024 maybe jan or feb?? close heh!!
I watched that some would say great film other not " I’ll be seeing you" with son of curt douglas - Michael and the lovely actress Melanie Griffiths - didn’tt we all gruel over her!! - she lived a short and treacherous life with alcohol and drugs and died youngish. I am no told the film was called “Shining through” - we do they have to keep changing things?
I remember my ma and pa singing that song constantly it was driven into my cortex!! I am singing it now on my forecourt as I type!!
i do agree with the critics that it became a bit messy in parts despite me not see it all yet !! - OMG she exclaims!!! but read the hollywood critics and agree it did weave about too much - but that haunting melody and delicious Melanie has me won over!! - I am sure most of our moribond [elderly ] members would know it very well ; well at least spittie anyway - he knows everything - sshhsh he thinks he does!! - is anyone listening anyway!!
nearly lost it again - this internet moves so swiftly and is ambidextrous!!