Prunestones

I loved a soldier.
I said, make me your bride.
But he went to war, and oh how I cried.

He left me alone, no man by my side.

I loved a sailor.
I said, come marry me.
But he sailed away on the big blue sea.
He left me alone, to weep on the quay.

I loved a tailor.
I said, when shall we wed?
But he went to work with needle and thread
And left me alone, as though I were dead.

I loved a tinker.
They read our wedding banns.
But he walked away with kettles and pans
And left me alone, with old tins and cans.

I loved a rich man.
I said, we'll wed today.
But he got busy, filling barns with hay.
He left me alone, I'm wasting away.

I loved a poor man
And we married in haste.
But some how marriage was not to his taste.
He left me alone, to wane and to waste.

I loved a beggar.
I said, will you be mine?
But the beggar was caught, given a fine,
And left me alone, to moan and to pine.

I loved a thief man.
I said, we'll wed today.
The thief said that marriage was A-okay
He saw all my goods - then took them away!

Butterflies

Last night I dreamt of it again -
My brother he was five
And I was coming up to seven,
So glad to be alive.

We all into the garden went,
The butterflies to free.
How we had longed for this event -
Mam, dad, the brothers three.

We'd watched the butterflies all grow
But now the time was nigh
To set them free, to let them go,
Release them to the sky.

We stood there in the garden bright,
So long ago those hours,
The jars were opened; they took flight,
They danced among the flowers.

How beautiful the butterflies,
God made their tiny wings.
He made them fair for he is wise,
All praise O king of kings!

Humility

Watch a seagull fly,

Eye must not cry.

Feet webbed to the earth,

I sometimes overestimate my worth - 

Remember good works on three fingers,

Evil on hands and feet,

Yet I try to seem sweet

But the aftertaste lingers

And my head remembers

Failings and fumblings, footfaults and falls.

But kind people speak to me

And I forget I am humble.

I can never see

How I can be excellent

And never realise or say

But still I pray.

On the dangers of dancing

Dance! Dance! Dance!
Like a tiger on the loose

Dance! Dance! Dance!
Like a gawky gliding goose

Dance! Dance! Dance!
Like a body on a noose.

Psychology

Sigmund Freud
Would get annoyed
If your feet were on the couch -
He was always such a grouch!

Carl G Jung
Once took a bung
They gave him lots of money
So he'd say something funny.

Abe Maslow
Was not too slow
To put the blame on others
Especially his brothers.

Carl Rogers
Loved the Dodgers
He'd often go watch them play
But not if they played away.

Miztli

In the land of Monteczuma

Miztli, strong black puma,

Went hunting far and high and low,

Seeking his deadly foe.

Quezelcoatl, and at his side

His dog - his joy and pride.

Xoloitzquintle his loyal hound,

Dog always faithful found.

This famous hound, Xoloitzquintle,

There in Us'macinta,

Lay 'midst reeds, sole lord of his lair,

Who would attack? Who'd dare?

The puma travelled three long days

Then on his foe did gaze,

And then for three more days he lay

To contemplate his prey.

Then Xoloitzquintle, dread dark hound,

Arose without a sound

And saw strong puma, Miztli dark,

Bared his teeth, snarled a bark.

And then suddenly the puma,

Pride of Monteczuma,

Sank his sharp teeth into his flesh,

Tasted blood, warm and fresh.

A struggle then ensued twixt two,

They at each other flew,

Until the massive hound lay dead.

The puma Miztli fed.

Quezelcoatl - he had not slept - 

At such bad news, he wept.

And as for Lord Monteczuma

Champion of the puma.

He built a temple to its name

And sought to spread its fame.

And still in Tula there it stands

The shrine made by his hands.

Music

https://tidal.com/album/86934426

I'm in love with music,

Music, music, music.

It's really such a thing -

But I can't sing.

Days

How I long for, O how I dream,
Of days that are now past
Days that now are gone forever
Days that did not last.

All I see now, yes, all I feel,
These days go by so fast
Days that float away forever
Days that will not last.

Exception

It's an exception to be an exception

But we're the exception that proves the rule.

It's an exception to be an exception

But we're the exception that proves the rule.

Oh how I remember when I first loved you

O such a lovely child, you glowed,

But as for me - I was so old.

But now that we're together

Nothing can go wrong, I'm sure

Yes, it's turned out in his perfect plan

Though unexpected before

Our love cannot fail,

It's an exceptional tale.

It's an exception to be an exception

But we're the exception that proves the rule.

It's an exception to be an exception

But we're the exception that proves the rule.

These words are meant to fit the Rick van der Linden song here.

Twenty-six

I wrote this when I was twenty six

The twenty-sixth summer's almost gone
Half of those summers spent in the Lord
Yet there's still so much wrong.

She sometimes wears ...

She sometimes wears the colour green,

In green she looks serene.

When clothed in green her beauty's seen,

In green she is the queen.

She sometimes wears the colour blue,

Blue is her perfect hue.

When clothed in blue, her style's in view,

She's good in blue, it's true.

She sometimes wears the colour red,

Red's at the very head.

When clothed in red, she's great, as said,

In red she looks drop dead.

She sometimes wears the colour gold,

Gold it never gets old.

When clothed in gold, a six she's rolled.

In gold her own she'll hold.

She sometimes wears the colour black,

In black she'll nothing lack

When clothed in black, plainness attack.

Her black takes me aback.

She sometimes wears the colour white,

In white she's outta sight.

When clothed in white, she's a delight,

In white, she looks just right.

Catechism 7

Questions 42-52

CM

And so what is the first command?

No other gods but me.
What is taught by this first command?

To worship God only.

What about the second command?

An idol do not make.

What is taught by this next command?

Idolatry forsake.

Then what is in the third command?

God's name, treat it with care.

What does it teach, the third command?

God's name, word, works, revere. 

And what about the fourth command?
The Sabbath keep to me.
What is taught by the fourth command?
The Sabbath keep holy.

The Christian Sabbath's on what day
Each week it's the first day,
It's on a Sunday, the Lord's Day,
The Christian's Sabbath day.

Why do we call it the Lord's Day?
As Christ made it his own.
He rose up on that very day
(See rolled away the stone).

How should the Sabbath be observed?
Rest from work, prayer and praise, 
In hearing, reading from God’s Word,
Helping others always.

Haiku Imagining

She brushes her dark hair
He closes his eyes
(Even here he sees her).

When I write

When I write the book about my life
Gonna have a part where I meet you, girl!

When they film the film about my life
There'll be a bit in which I meet you, girl!

Structure

It struck the strict man, he could not strike
The stricken child, not since the stroke.
Instead he loves her left hand to stroke
And say the strike has spoiled the land.