On The Bright Side

Take my hand and lead me to Aegean,

To ferry boat (or cruiser would be best),

I’ve packed some smalls, a sarong and my flips flops,

Some sun tan cream, my shorts and one cute dress.

We’ll sail to islands, (none of them specific),

And gaze on sparkled droplets caught by light

As dolphins, graceful, leap along beside us,

Pictured it? OK, you’ve got it right.

Let’s sip ouzo mixed with drops of sunshine,

Ecstatic with the gods as we lie prone,

We’ll rub each other up the right way,

Don’t be filthy! We have to, (for healthy skin that’s how it’s done).

Now get right back to images of mellow,

Chirrups in the air, among the grass,

Bottled beer with condensation running

Like perspiration between breasts and (something cheeky that rhymes with grass).

I’m spoiling all romantic with some laughter

For in memory that’s just the way it was,

Heaven tinkled on us, gods all giggled,

Forsook creating myths, took earthly pause,

Danced with us syratki, played bouzouki,

Zeus was in his element, that sod,

Scuba’d with his brother, what a show-off,

How in Hades’ name compete with gods.

Thunderbolt to side, he set the pace there,

I gave him run for money, snorkel on,

Flippered like that king of sea from telly,

He cheated! (Apparently, deities can do no wrong).

Ah, those were the days, as I recall them

Poetry in life I never wrote,

Well maybe in my heart, where I won’t lose them,

Eyes closed in sunshine, poems I know by rote.

So let’s join hands, we’ll drift on pleasant waters,

In pleasured memories and maybe soon

We’ll set upon another more fantastic,

I’ve heard of cheap flights going to the moon.

Don’t book the dark side.

signed, A Sun Worshipper

Jealousy

Jaloused plot,

titanic children dead,

repeat the crime,

anarchic ruler led.

Justify in words

all those who bled,

resurrect in actions,

then undead.

Almighty hand that smote

with fear and dread,

usurped by child,

cosmic control inbred.

Disquietude and envy

gods forced and fled,

ruled by one,

warrior from his head.

A game to play

while blood still oozes red.

Beware all jealousy,

so pride is fed.

“Women are Sluts, Men are Studs” Giving the Patriarchs a Row.

Now, my lovely friend, Rene, has been running crash courses on all sorts of stuff I’m interested in. And I don’t have the time to re-study. So these wee 10-15 minute chunks are just my cuppa.

John and Hank Green – brothers – combining their many talents to educate the world. And I think that they’re great at it. Ok, it’s bite-sized but that’s kind of what is happening to education. Whole other discussion. But these chunks are entertaining and encapsulate the essence of the subject at hand.

My favourite bit in this one might be John giving the patriarchs a row as he…well, listen for yourself. The whole thing is entertaining but the section I’m referring to is from 6.55-7.57. An even smaller bite-size, if 12 minutes is too long. http://nae50.wordpress.com/2014/03/22/lit-course-the-odyssey/comment-page-1/#comment-1804

Think I’m gonna go read The Odyssey now. See, there’s merit in these courses. Just won’t get you into college.

It’s a bit like watching the Open University course programmes. You don’t have to study because you’re just watching for fun at 2a.m. or thereabouts. Nobody’s going to test you afterwards. And you get to say, to no one in particular because no one’s watching them with you, ‘That’s very interesting’. And nod sagely. Before heading to bed with your head stuffed full of stuff you may never need in your life. But hey, I like it.

At least with John and Hank they’re modern. The Open University programmes have been kicking around since the year dot. The outfits and hair do’s testify to that. I think they only update them when something major changes. Like, once they knew the world wasn’t flat, they made a new video.

 Thank you Vanilla Housewife for this lovely award.

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Thank you Vanilla Housewife for this lovely award.

I knew there was a catch!

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Open new Word Document. )

Share seven things about me. (Are you sure you want to know?)

  1. I hate teaching symmetry if it has more than two lines. I go cross-eyed and get confused.
  2. When my waters broke with my eldest, it was green and for a brief moment I thought I was having an alien. (There is, actually, an explanation but I won’t go into it here).
  3. I weigh more than my husband. He’s a running fanatic so that’s alright, though. Pass me a Mars Bar.
  4. If I’ve had too much to drink my children ask, ‘Have you got sweaty ankles.’ Again, I won’t elaborate. (Might post on it one day. Might not.)
  5. I have a stationery fetish. Nothing sexual. I love browsing stationery shops. I get all excited and enthusiastic about pens and lovely paper.
  6. I still love my husband to pieces. And sometimes, when he’s not looking, I check him out.
  7. I taught in Greece for a year and can still speak a bit. (See number 4. More fluent when lubricated.)

(Save document while having a think about random things.)

  1. I snore. (I can feel a post coming on about that one.)
  2. I sing. (Quite well, actually!)
  3. I enjoy dancing in the living-room with my kids.
  4. My favourite flowers are carnations.
  5. I still have a jotter from primary school.
  6. I don’t like killing insects. They’re squishy and crunchy. Euck!
  7. I trained to be a nurse for six months, then checked out several convents, then got married and had seven kids. Funny old life, eh?

Now for the fun bit.

My nominees, in no particular order, as they say, are:-

1     http://lessonsfrommydaughter.me/

2    http://tracesofthesoul.wordpress.com/

3       http://suzie81.wordpress.com/

4       http://miketerrill.wordpress.com/

5       http://imightbetheproblem.com/

6       http://littlegirlstory.wordpress.com/

7       http://thepolarzone.wordpress.com/

I don’t want to colour anyone’s judgement about the above bloggers. Suffice to say, I admire all of them and am humbled by many of them.  They have all had me close to tears for one reason or another.

(Now, posting on other people’s blogs? Does that mean I sort of sabotage their page? Can you do that? Or do I just post it on mine? Or do I make a comment on their page? This is tricky. It’s nearly as cross-eyed inducing as teaching symmetry. Have I missed a ‘how-to’ page somewhere on WordPress? If the Blog police come and get me I’ll be looking for revenge.)

(Posted it, made an arse of two of the links, changed them, just about to check them.)

(OK, sorted. Phew! Now to go and infiltrate the nominees’ blogs. Camouflage? Check. Running shoes? Check. Wish me luck.)

(Mission accomplished.)

Thanks again Vanilla Housewife. I know you said I didn’t HAVE to do all this but it was kinda fun.x