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A Spider Sewed At Night

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A Spider sewed at Night
Without a Light
Upon an Arc of White.

If Ruff it was of Dame
Or Shroud of Gnome
Himself himself inform.

Of Immortality
His Strategy
Was Physiognomy.

 

– Emily Dickinson

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29th December – On This Day In History

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Born:

1972 Jude Law (actor – The Talented Mr Ripley)

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Died:

2012 Tony Greig (England cricket captain and commentator)

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On This Day:

1845 Texas admitted as the 28th State of the USA

Texas flag.

 

Have a good Saturday, 29th December

I Thought The Train Would Never Come

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I thought the Train would never come –
How slow the whistle sang –
I don’t believe a peevish Bird
So whimpered for the Spring –
I taught my Heart a hundred times
Precisely what to say –
Provoking Lover, when you came
Its Treatise flew away
To hide my strategy too late
To wiser be too soon –
For miseries so halcyon
The happiness atone –

 

– Emily Dickinson

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28th December – On This Day In History

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Born:

1954 Denzel Washington (actor – St Elsewhere)

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Died:

1734 Rob Roy (Scottish hero)

unknown artist; Rob Roy MacGregor (1671-1734)

 

On This Day:

1846 Iowa becomes the 29th State of the USA

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Have a good Friday, 28th December

The Reticent Volcano Keeps

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The reticent volcano keeps
His never slumbering plan –
Confided are his projects pink
To no precarious man.

If nature will not tell the tale
Jehovah told to her
Can human nature not survive
Without a listener?

Admonished by her buckled lips
Let every babbler be
The only secret people keep
Is Immortality.

 

– Emily Dickinson

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27th December – On This Day In History

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Born:

1822 Louis Pasteur (invented pasteurization) 

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Died:

2016 Carrie Fisher (actress – Star Wars)

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On This Day:

1943 The Scharnhorst (German battleship) sinks in the Barents Sea

2. Weltkrieg, Seekrieg, Marine Deutschland: Schlachtschiff 'Scharnhorst' auf See. 1943Gemaelde (Gouache) von O. Rahardt 2010

 

Have a good Thursday, 27th December

Boxing Day Feeling

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This Christmas I’ve been lucky,
First time home in six long months,
All these lovley presents I got,
From my brother I got a lovley watch,
From my parents I got a great hairdryer,
Also a pair of boots all white.

From my sister am elephant Dumbo,
From my chap a transistor radio Bimbo.
So many presents are enough o make you weep,
So many presents its all a really great treat,
All my presents are really great,
I also had some quite late.

I also had some Avon,
Lots of perfumes to try on,
Jewellery can come with such a treat,
Proud to walk down the street,
Tissues to wave goodbye,
When a tear turns into a cry.

I have a really great chap,
I love to sit upon his lap,
To me, he is so very kind,
To him, I nearly always wine,
I don’t know why he puts up with it,
I’m sure I get on his wit.

I don’t know why he’s so good to me,
Really I have been too lucky,
I act like a kid at times,
He never really seems to mind,
One day I’ll end up over his lap,
Down with his hand with a smack!

My life is so very tight,
My life seems anything but light,
I want to go and rome the streets,
Go out and give myself a treat,
But if I do will I be happy?
If I do, will I be laughing?

I’ll go out and mingle with a crowd,
Where the music flows quite loud,
I’ll go out and climb a tree,
Run across a field like I was free,
Go out and mingle with the flowers,
Pick them and watch them for hours.

Have I a mind of my own?
Have I silly ways that show?
I now have a career I longed for,
With children it’s never a bore,
But I’m never rally free,
There’s always someone by the side of me.

I don’t know what its like to be happy,
I don’t know what its like to be laughing,
Do I rely on someone all the time?
If I’m told off, do I wine?
I’ll go to America and get shot,
I’ll go behind bars, and let someone turn the lock.

Christmas is meant to be a happy time,
When everyone comes out alive,
Out comes a bottle of wine,
When everyone sits to dine,
On the plate with veg and gravy,
Part of a nine-pound turkey.

Why do we celebrate at all?
When some of us don’t know what for,
Or we may not believe in it,
May as well pack our bags and beat it.
Why can’t we for once in our lives,
Lift up our hands and feel bright.

Christmas is suppose to be happy,
All telling jokes and laughing,
Everyone else is awake,
And me, thinking of old time sake,
With me not believing in Christ,
Celebrating Christmas is not wise.

 

– Claire Galpin

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