Rita Hayworth

One of my sisters sends me quite a few emails daily. Most are jokes.
Some, games designed to drive you nuts.
Others are Powerpoint slideshows which are usually quite beautiful. More are videos.
This one she sent is truly amazing.
Old movie clips of Rita Hayworth and stars set to the Bee Gees ‘Stayin’ Alive’

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Turn up your sound and enjoy!

I’ve had this 55 lined up since April waiting for the G-Man to be well enough to post the Friday Flash 55 prompt again
Never a doubt in my mind that he wouldn’t make it. He’s way to ornery to give up the ghost but, the song seems pretty apt now, considering the battle Galen’s just fought to do exactly that! Stay alive.

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Feeds my Soul

Sunlight plays across and through the
softness of her pure white down.

She teases each one
into place.
Maybe she has babies there
nestled in. She pets
protects and covers them
with her love.

Serene inside the
comfort of her being
Heaven’s water music plays
as she glides
creating ripple effect
across the water
in touching triumph
of her spirit

without even being
aware

She feeds my soul.

~*~

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Sleeping Beauty with a Twist

Image by Alex Stoddard

He’s Sleeping Beauty
with a gender twist in the tale.
Harry Houdini couldn’t have
painted a better picture
of a means to escape.

Alone in a forest
he’s challenging freedom
at its core.

Is freedom found in
endlessly running away
or,
is it in blocking every
sense that invades
through the day
and, focusing on one.

He holds his breath and
sees his truths as the
world revolves around him.

~*~

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Origami Dragons

As the music reached its coda, almost the end of its movement, the origami dragon too, moved with such shimmy.
Spangling delicately sewn along its scales sparkled in abstract light. It’s creator had shelved the others leaving them
to ferment in their silent paper cacophony of aches and creased complaints as she continued to put on an exquisite,
ethereal show to the delight of her enchanted audience.

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After I had written this, I was amazed to find a picture of an actual origami dragon being used in a dance.  It was meant to be 🙂

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Silhouette

A letter is a bridge of thought
his words are written in the sky.
Step light across the space lest you
disturb and lose the message
in those clouds
for,
there is a truth of touch
felt in the deepest depths
of longing.

An empty chair
in an empty room

She waits for…

A silhouette against the wall
now, so unsure.

The telephone hangs
suspended there in time
and still

She waits for…

It was one man’s dream.
His wish
she would love again.

His voice doesn’t need a
telephone line to tell her this
he has a direct line wrapped
around and, inside her heart
along with all the love he
gave her so very long ago.

The door is open
trees, lush, green, alive.
He wants her to also live
to leave the empty chair and room
to fill herself again with love
to laugh
yet still

She waits for…

~*~

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Aware of how a friend is feeling over grieving for her husband who passed away in June 2009. She asked me what thoughts I might have and, what I might write for the picture (above) that she emailed me.

For M.

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London Underground

First underground railway opened in 1863
London Underground, used as bomb shelters during WW2

On an old staircase
going down, down down
into the bowels of hell
(to a claustrophobic)
Temperature rising from
sweating Victorian walls
and, for a few minutes
I’ve left behind
the amazing, sad old
bad old, streets of London
for a different mix of
magic and grime.

I’ve traveled on most of them
in my time.
Eleven in all
which run through the heart
of this dirty old town
and circle its outer limits
like cowboys used to
circle the wagons.

Piccadilly
Victoria
District
Circle
to name some.

Each trip, has their memories.

I listened to the old
clackety clack, clackety clack
of wheels on an underground train.
A train on the tracks
which my heart tries to match
as it beats out its
rhythm and rhyme.

(I remember)
a woman across the aisle
yelling
her mouth too, a non-stop
yackety yack
but,
I don’t hear what she’s saying
so I don’t mind.

Buckingham Palace
Kensington Palace
The Tower and, crown jewels
St. James’s Park
(where I’ve picnicked)
Nelson’s column
Trafalgar Square

All seen so many times
but, I never counted as
each was well worth seeing
again and again
and all within such easy reach
from the underground trains.

~*~

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During World War 11 many of London’s underground stations were used as bomb shelters all through the Blitz.
Through the nights of non-stop air raids people, sang, chatted, tried to sleep, alongside family or, total strangers. No-one cared as long as they were safe from the bombing of the streets above.
Although I can be pretty claustrophobic, I’ve always found the London Underground and its myriad of tunnels quite fascinating.

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Rocket Man

Google images: Kim Jong Un

We held our breath (those of us who cared)

The world’s press were invited to watch (despite global condemnation)

The rocket would launch a satellite for weather research. (really, a ballistic missile test)

We waited, breathe batied, would they launch despite everything? (yes they did)

But in the end thankfully, it was a damp squid.

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I expect heads will roll for this spectacular public belly flop. I (for one) am so pleased it failed. Imagine the danger to the rest of the world if this country goes nuclear along with Iran too….shudders.

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To Kill a Mocking Bird

Helping the teen with an essay on her thoughts of the novel To Kill a Mocking Bird.

She quotes someone’s speech and, I asked who this person was.

“She’s not important!”

“Why’s she even mentioned then. Why did the boy have to read for her?”

“It was punishment”

“For what?”

“Because he cut her bush.”

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Nearly fell off my chair and honestly couldn’t speak for laughing, and then….. she realised why.

I told her no way on this God’s earth was I letting her leave that sentence in it like that and made her find what type of bush it was she was speaking about. It was a Camellia bush …pheeeeew. Gonna have a heart attack from laughing so much one of these days 🙂

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Letting Go of Love Hurts

 

Did you ever love someone so much, it hurts? ….I have…. twice.

My life partner passed away in Oct 2005, I loved her deeply and grieved just as deeply and, had to learn to accept that pain. Learn to embrace it and own it as being mine and accept it as the price I had to pay for loving without condition and, only then did I learn how to let her go.

When it hurts so much to lose someone you love, I have learned that instead of trying to push that pain and heart-ache away, and asking the Gods to take it away from you because you don’t want to suffer it anymore….you need instead, to ‘own’ it.  You had the pleasure of sharing the love, the pain you have when you lose it, is the price you have to pay and, unless and until you accept the pain/heart-ache and embrace it because it belonged to you and you alone, you won’t ever be able to let it go and, in so doing,  ease the pain. Once you ‘own’ your pain, you have learned the life-lesson and, you are then free and able to give it up to the ether and then, feel lighter.

Through my own insecurity and lack of belief in myself, the second person I fell in love with thought I was  jealous and, it truly wasn’t that at all, it was a constant nagging fear inside me of losing them, which made me cling on too tight and so, I lost her anyway…. because I screwed it all up, scared her away and lost her then to someone else.  So, I went into another deep mourning. Grieving her loss only, this person hadn’t passed away.

You’re happy that they are happy and because you love them you always want to know that they are happy but, you know that losing them was a lesson well learned about how you shouldn’t have behaved and you just know that if they had just trusted you with their heart just one more time and you had been their #1 priority instead of being caught up in a love triangle, you would’ve both known the bliss of sharing a beautiful friendship and love affair, because what you did share, when it was good, was a beautiful God-given thing, instead, your heart continually breaks at the loss of her into millions of tiny pieces.

I’ve always been so full of passion, I live, eat and breathe it. Everything I do is with and through passion.

I have loved this deeply twice, in my lifetime and, loving so deeply has changed me. Through losing my second love through my own failings, I have learned now to accept that, when someone tells me they love me, they mean it. They’re not just saying it and going through the motions, they actually do mean it~!!

I fell deeply in love with my late partner, deep enough to move countries to be with her and, when she died, I knew that I’d never truly loved. Oh, I thought what I felt was love but it wasn’t, because I knew I’d always kept a part of my heart back… just in case. With my late partner I trusted her love so much and through her love of me, I  learned to open up to allow myself to fully love and in return, it set me free to accept being loved unconditionally.  And, if I had trusted this other love I was given 3  years ago, life may well have been so very different now….who knows. Some things are meant to be and some things aren’t. This love we share is a soul-deep love, no matter how much bad feeling there’s been between us and no matter how much time passes, we have a need to have contact in one way or another and,  when she’s afraid, worried or in some type of emotional crisis, I can feel her still reaching out to me at times,  but…. maybe it just isn’t meant to be.

I just know I’ve been in mourning over it all too long now. It’s been too long a time and there’s no going back anymore so….. for my peace of mind I need to let it/her all go, again. She recently left the person she is with for two months to help a family member and, I had thought then that we may have another chance to be together once more but, it’s not what she wants for her life so, I need to leave her alone to live the life she’s choosing again now and pray she is always loved and happy…

So, common sense tells me I must close the door once and for all on all of this and seek out other doors that will surely open once I begin to look again.

*Who can say if your love grows, as your heart chose, only time..
And who can say where the road goes, where the day flows, only time.
…. Only time (Enya)

Let Your Light Shine

I try to live this.

“Our deepest fear is not that we are inadequate.
Our deepest fear is that we are powerful beyond measure.
It is our light, not our darkness that most frightens us.
We ask ourselves, who am I to be brilliant, gorgeous,
talented, fabulous? Actually, who are you not to be?
You are a child of God. Your playing small does not serve the world.
There is nothing enlightened about shrinking so that other
people won’t feel insecure around you. We are all meant to shine,
as children do. We were born to make manifest the glory of
God that is within us. It’s not just in some of us; it’s in everyone.
And, as we let our own light shine, we unconsciously give
other people permission to do the same.
As we are liberated from our own fear, our presence
automatically liberates others.”

~* Marianne Williamson *~

Early morning madness and the magic in the making.

As if we never said Goodbye 
This is from a musical by Sir Andrew LLoyd Webber created called ‘Sunset Boulevard.’

I’d only heard it a couple of times and the song kept playing over and over in my head this past few days. Couldn’t figure out why nor, where it was from. Hummed it to Chloe and she said: ‘It’s from my show Glee.’ I told her not to be daft, it’s an oldish song.  She was adamant it was from her show.  As it’s on Video on Demand, she found it and sure enough, it’s a song her fav character (who just happens to be gay) sings. Beautiful song, lovely words.
I miss ‘the early morning madness and, the magic in the making.’ So much.
Love this song. He sounds like a girl but, what a voice! Love the words.

“A Reason A Season or A Lifetime”

“A Reason, A season or, A Lifetime”

People come into your life for a reason, a season, or a lifetime. When you figure out which one it is, you will know what to do for each person. When someone is in your life for a REASON . . . It is usually to meet a need you have expressed. They have come to assist you through a difficulty, to provide you with guidance and support, to aid you physically, emotionally or, spiritually. They may seem like a Godsend, and they are! They are there for the reason you need them to be. Then, without any wrong doing on your part, or at an inconvenient time, this person will say or do something to bring the relationship to an end. Sometimes they die. Sometimes they walk away. Sometimes they act up and force you to take a stand. What we must realise is that our need has been met. The prayer you sent up has been answered. And now it is time to move on.
Some people come into your life for a SEASON … Because your turn has come to share, grow or, learn. They bring you an experience of peace, or make you laugh. They may teach you something you have never done. They usually give you an unbelievable amount of joy. Believe it! It is real! But, only for a season.
LIFETIME relationships teach you lifetime lessons, things you must build upon in order to have a solid emotional foundation. Your job is to accept the lesson, love the person, and put what you have learned to use in all other relationships and areas of your life.

The hardest part is in understanding who is meant to stay and, letting go of who is not.

"A Reason A Season or A Lifetime"

“A Reason, A season or, A Lifetime”

People come into your life for a reason, a season, or a lifetime. When you figure out which one it is, you will know what to do for each person. When someone is in your life for a REASON . . . It is usually to meet a need you have expressed. They have come to assist you through a difficulty, to provide you with guidance and support, to aid you physically, emotionally or, spiritually. They may seem like a Godsend, and they are! They are there for the reason you need them to be. Then, without any wrong doing on your part, or at an inconvenient time, this person will say or do something to bring the relationship to an end. Sometimes they die. Sometimes they walk away. Sometimes they act up and force you to take a stand. What we must realise is that our need has been met. The prayer you sent up has been answered. And now it is time to move on.
Some people come into your life for a SEASON … Because your turn has come to share, grow or, learn. They bring you an experience of peace, or make you laugh. They may teach you something you have never done. They usually give you an unbelievable amount of joy. Believe it! It is real! But, only for a season.
LIFETIME relationships teach you lifetime lessons, things you must build upon in order to have a solid emotional foundation. Your job is to accept the lesson, love the person, and put what you have learned to use in all other relationships and areas of your life.

The hardest part is in understanding who is meant to stay and, letting go of who is not.