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Notes VII

February 9, 2020 ~ sensualism ~ Leave a comment

Whenever love Runs amok A thought-provoking Tune Comes to mind Under the sun That blends Into the moon

Ahh, the simple pleasures…

November 2, 2019November 2, 2019 ~ sensualism ~ Leave a comment

It was a sun-filled day. The sun was dancing on the water as we walked the five kilometres of pathway near home. Suddenly I heard a sound. Splash! Splash, it went again. I turned my head but saw nothing but a trickle – a trickle of water left after what I could only assume had … Continue reading Ahh, the simple pleasures…

Limerick X

September 15, 2019 ~ sensualism ~ Leave a comment

There was an old man named Ron He was as silly as others were strong He drank like a sink And fell in the drink - And when he woke he was wearing a thong

I live with kangaroos

February 23, 2019February 23, 2019 ~ sensualism ~ Leave a comment

Have you ever lived with kangaroos? You know those funny-looking animals with big feet, big ears, and even bigger chests? You may know them as ‘boxing kangaroos.’ I know them as my neighbour. Recently, my family made a move from metropolitan Sydney, that beautiful, harbour-side city so many of you know as the city that … Continue reading I live with kangaroos

I was robbed

February 2, 2019 ~ sensualism ~ Leave a comment

I went to the vets this afternoon. An innocent visit that I thought would take a few minutes, maybe a little longer. I left their rooms feeling robbed. Blatantly. Completely. I drove away a fool. You see, we are all consumers - receiving goods and services from others who we consider 'experts' in their field. … Continue reading I was robbed

Fuss and Nonsense

January 19, 2019March 2, 2019 ~ sensualism ~ Leave a comment

Fuss and Nonsense went to the bay leaving Grumpy and Difficult at home to stay they went to sit down on the beach on the sand until Fuss said to Nonsense; I’d much rather stand Nonsense misheard what Fuss had to say and sat on the sand on the beach at the bay Fuss turned … Continue reading Fuss and Nonsense

the storm

November 4, 2018 ~ sensualism ~ Leave a comment

What can I see when I say I can do and the bird in the tree reminds me of you   and the little lake ponders and paddles and pants and the stars in the sky over yonder way land   speak to the children who chide in the snow and the sleet turns to … Continue reading the storm

the true story of Santa…

December 7, 2015November 21, 2016 ~ sensualism ~ Leave a comment

Once upon a time there was a man with a very big beard. He was a very jolly man. One day in his older years he thought it an idea to wear only red and white at Christmas time. And with it came a very big black belt. As time had passed, his beard had … Continue reading the true story of Santa…

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