To their chosen universal god millions of people every day
In their houses of worship or in their homes do pray
But your god up there may not keep you from sin
For to live a good life you have your god within
Those who lose their god within can have darkness of mind
And become egotistical and self centered and to others unkind
Many people pay homage to their gods far away
And to their god within few do bother to pray
Those with the god within are nice people to know
Though not religious as such they have the inner glow
Every good person helping to make the World better to live in
And compassion and kindness comes from the god within
You may be an atheist though for others good deeds you do
The God within is surely living in you.
Wednesday, May 31, 2017
In The sunshine Of Illowa Today
Black cattle in the sunshine of Illowa grazing today
Such a beautiful afternoon for late Autumn and May
In the mostly blue sky just a few clouds of gray
And the calendar Autumn just a few days away
Of the birds who do sing every day of the year
The warbling songs of the magpies a joy for to hear
The countryside looking green after recent heavy rain
And the breeding frogs singing in every dam and drain
Brown leaves are falling in the freshening coastal breeze
Blowing uphill from the ocean off of the deciduous trees
Though mine to many here is not a known face
I feel privileged to live in this beautiful place
Carrying in the breeze the song of the pee wee
Where the beauty of Nature is all around me.
Such a beautiful afternoon for late Autumn and May
In the mostly blue sky just a few clouds of gray
And the calendar Autumn just a few days away
Of the birds who do sing every day of the year
The warbling songs of the magpies a joy for to hear
The countryside looking green after recent heavy rain
And the breeding frogs singing in every dam and drain
Brown leaves are falling in the freshening coastal breeze
Blowing uphill from the ocean off of the deciduous trees
Though mine to many here is not a known face
I feel privileged to live in this beautiful place
Carrying in the breeze the song of the pee wee
Where the beauty of Nature is all around me.
Every Town
Every town has a sports hero or heroine that the local people celebrate
One who has brought to the town honor as a renowned sporting great
And every town has a war hero who died bravely under gunfire
It is often said of heroes that others to be heroes they do inspire
Every town has a great leader that has become famous and widely known
The locals always refer to this person as he or she as one of our own
Every town has wealthy people that are looked up to and admired
Of singing the praises of the materially successful some never seem to grow tired
In every Country in the World in every big and little town
There are people who are honored with the distinguished title of renown
But in every town there are people that none do not wish to know about
The hungry and poor and the homeless and the financially down and out
And every town does have it's criminals some in prison and some out on bail
They are not looked on as an asset those who do spend time in jail.
One who has brought to the town honor as a renowned sporting great
And every town has a war hero who died bravely under gunfire
It is often said of heroes that others to be heroes they do inspire
Every town has a great leader that has become famous and widely known
The locals always refer to this person as he or she as one of our own
Every town has wealthy people that are looked up to and admired
Of singing the praises of the materially successful some never seem to grow tired
In every Country in the World in every big and little town
There are people who are honored with the distinguished title of renown
But in every town there are people that none do not wish to know about
The hungry and poor and the homeless and the financially down and out
And every town does have it's criminals some in prison and some out on bail
They are not looked on as an asset those who do spend time in jail.
Tuesday, May 30, 2017
Stephen Collins Foster
He was arguably the greatest songwriter of the U S of A
Many of the songs of Stephen Foster are loved and sung Worldwide today
Jeanie Of The Light Brown Hair, Camptown Races, My Old Kentucky Home and Old Black Joe
Just four of the many famous songs of Stephen foster from many decades ago
In eighteen sixty four on his thirty seventh year Stephen Collins Foster passed away
But that most of his songs have long outlived him is proof of his greatness one can say
He died a very poor man without any money to his name
Yet in his songs today he is living his is an enduring fame
Oh Susanna, Hard Times and Gentle Annie his list of great songs go on and on
Such a great musical wordsmith of decades now in the long gone
Yet sad to say this amazing songwriter died when in his writing prime
But many of his songs today are living they have stood the test of time
To the World's great songwriters his name surely does belong
Stephen Collins Foster of Lawrenceville Pennsylvania wrote many a memorable song
That he died in New York City without a penny to his name
For a man of such great talent this does seem and awful shame.
Many of the songs of Stephen Foster are loved and sung Worldwide today
Jeanie Of The Light Brown Hair, Camptown Races, My Old Kentucky Home and Old Black Joe
Just four of the many famous songs of Stephen foster from many decades ago
In eighteen sixty four on his thirty seventh year Stephen Collins Foster passed away
But that most of his songs have long outlived him is proof of his greatness one can say
He died a very poor man without any money to his name
Yet in his songs today he is living his is an enduring fame
Oh Susanna, Hard Times and Gentle Annie his list of great songs go on and on
Such a great musical wordsmith of decades now in the long gone
Yet sad to say this amazing songwriter died when in his writing prime
But many of his songs today are living they have stood the test of time
To the World's great songwriters his name surely does belong
Stephen Collins Foster of Lawrenceville Pennsylvania wrote many a memorable song
That he died in New York City without a penny to his name
For a man of such great talent this does seem and awful shame.
It Is Not Hard
It is not hard for to write rhyming sonnets as many would tend to agree
But most literary critics say rhyming outdated in the twenty first century
To many poetry buffs rhyming it is not true poetry each to their own as they say
What most literary critics dismiss as doggerel was poetry of a bygone day
As a boy i loved reading rhyming sonnets a love with me that does remain
My love of the old rhyming masters till my last breath of life i will retain
We all have our own literary tastes what is poetry to you may not be so to me
If we all did agree on all things how boring indeed we would be
The acclaimed poets of the twenty first century are not women and men of rhyme
They are out of literary fashion and belong to a long gone time
As for me i will always love rhyme over decades my love for it has grown
We all do have our own opinions and as is said it is each to their own
It is not hard to write rhyming sonnets but to write good rhyme is not as simple as it seems to be
As a boy i loved reading rhyming sonnets and my love of rhyme has made a rhymer of me.
But most literary critics say rhyming outdated in the twenty first century
To many poetry buffs rhyming it is not true poetry each to their own as they say
What most literary critics dismiss as doggerel was poetry of a bygone day
As a boy i loved reading rhyming sonnets a love with me that does remain
My love of the old rhyming masters till my last breath of life i will retain
We all have our own literary tastes what is poetry to you may not be so to me
If we all did agree on all things how boring indeed we would be
The acclaimed poets of the twenty first century are not women and men of rhyme
They are out of literary fashion and belong to a long gone time
As for me i will always love rhyme over decades my love for it has grown
We all do have our own opinions and as is said it is each to their own
It is not hard to write rhyming sonnets but to write good rhyme is not as simple as it seems to be
As a boy i loved reading rhyming sonnets and my love of rhyme has made a rhymer of me.
Malcolm Turnbull
Malcolm Turnbull the Prime Minister of Australia as they say one not short of a bob
But it is not for the Prime Ministerial salary that he wants to stay in the top job
No Malcolm loves the power and the prestige that goes with the office he hold
He is just like most politicians their principles for power they have sold
Of the poor and homeless of Australia Malcolm does not wish to know
He may say he rules for all Australians the barnyard rooster loves to crow
Malcolm on saying he rules for all Australians with his words he only deceive
His Government legislate for wealthy people only and the poor from them help never receive
One does not become the Government leader by being honest and caring and nice
For most successful politicians for to pay there is always some price
For to climb the political ladder most of them some enemies make
In the lust for the power and the glory big egos are always at stake
And Malcolm Turnbull has quite a big ego which does not come as any surprise
By being a humble and compassionate person to the top job one never does rise.
But it is not for the Prime Ministerial salary that he wants to stay in the top job
No Malcolm loves the power and the prestige that goes with the office he hold
He is just like most politicians their principles for power they have sold
Of the poor and homeless of Australia Malcolm does not wish to know
He may say he rules for all Australians the barnyard rooster loves to crow
Malcolm on saying he rules for all Australians with his words he only deceive
His Government legislate for wealthy people only and the poor from them help never receive
One does not become the Government leader by being honest and caring and nice
For most successful politicians for to pay there is always some price
For to climb the political ladder most of them some enemies make
In the lust for the power and the glory big egos are always at stake
And Malcolm Turnbull has quite a big ego which does not come as any surprise
By being a humble and compassionate person to the top job one never does rise.
Monday, May 29, 2017
On Maldon Today
On Mt Tarrengower the sun may not shine today
The sky over Maldon is looking quite gray
The weather changes quickly in central Victoria in May
With the calendar Winter just a few sleeps away
The leaves on the deciduous trees are turning to brown
Some of them tossed by the breeze on the streets of Maldon Town
The warbling songs of the magpies so pleasant to hear
In Maldon there is beauty at all times of year
Of human industry there is not any trace
One can say of it quite a beautiful place
No factory chimney puffing gray smoke to the sky
And the weather though often cool is mostly dry
The low rain clouds over Mt Tarrengower looking quite gray
The sun it may not shine on Maldon today.
The sky over Maldon is looking quite gray
The weather changes quickly in central Victoria in May
With the calendar Winter just a few sleeps away
The leaves on the deciduous trees are turning to brown
Some of them tossed by the breeze on the streets of Maldon Town
The warbling songs of the magpies so pleasant to hear
In Maldon there is beauty at all times of year
Of human industry there is not any trace
One can say of it quite a beautiful place
No factory chimney puffing gray smoke to the sky
And the weather though often cool is mostly dry
The low rain clouds over Mt Tarrengower looking quite gray
The sun it may not shine on Maldon today.
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