Monthly Archives: March 2008

Groggy and Soggy

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It’s been a foggy weekend with an average temperature hovering around 5°C.  I’ve spent the last two days coughing, sneezing, and sleeping.  Everyone in my family has this bloody cold.  The grand thing about all of this lazing about is that I’ve been able to watch a bunch of movies and series.  I watched "I Am Legend", per K8′s fantastic review of it.  I also viewed "The Matrix Trilogy" in one sitting.  And, I listened to the latest episode of Kilos of Craic, Dusty Goo. 

Excuse me, while I go fix another cup of Pine Tea with a wee bit of honey!  A tablespoon of honey in a cuppa in the morn will help allergies and abolish morning grogginess.  It is best to find a local apiculturist that provides organic honey.  Bees gather pollen from local plants.  So, honey is known to have levels of spores, and taking it helps your immune system to ready itself for the coming season.

The video below is a sequence from the Andy Griffith show.  Hand me a moonshine jug or a harmonica, and I could mix right in with these fellas.  I can blend in with just ’bout any culture!  :)

Mousing About

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Tuesday, I was off of work (Yay!), so I spent the day installing a new TV me Mum bought me.  And, hanging out with friends and family.  I’ve got to give props to Dr. Don, who always comes through for me.  Whenever I need a favour or help, he leaps into action without a thought.  We are mere cousins, but two of the closest cousins you will find.  In fact, we call each other brothers when referring to the other.  Brothers to the end, we are.  :)

He and his boys helped me install the enormous TV my mother purchased.  She is almost sick at the thought of me going back to Ireland.  She doesn’t want me to go, so she is doing anything within her power to get me to stay.  She believes that I’ll fall in love with some whacky Irish or Scottish lass and never return home.  I wonder why she’d think such a thing?  :)   You can’t blame her though.  I am her one and only son! 

Anyhow, here are a few pics of my walk in Falls Park Monday. 

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Devil’s Kitchen

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This past Sunday, I ventured up to Caesar’s Head State Park.  Tis a place where you can get a bit of fresh air and clear your head.  There’s a place off to the right of the main lookout that over looks the city in which I reside.  It is a crevice in the granite rock.  It was named “Devil’s Kitchen” a long time ago by frontiersmen (I’m not politically correct!).  Spooky is a mild term for the place.

Every hair on my neck stood on end, as I traversed the rickety stairwell leading to the main opening.  I outstretched my arms to balance and discovered the slimiest and most glacial stone I’d ever felt.  The slime was similar to that of a dead snail.  The haunting whistle of mother winters last gasp echoed along the corridor.  I glanced up to find a brilliant blue sky 8 metres above me.  Wherever there is darkness, there is also light!  All you have to do is look for it!  I’ve been in caverns and crevices before, but this one tops out on the shivery scale!  :)

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No More Salty Lips

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On the morn of June 5th, 2006, I made a promise that I intended on keeping. I left part of myself behind in that far away land.  Everything was so…so grand!  Why oh why did I leave without making a stand?  I was scared.  I could have held on forever and never left such an exquisite fawn.  I disown-ed myself that day.  A morn that captured my imagination, as I observed the green scenery whiz by on that train from Belfast to Dublin. A thorn stayed lodged in my heart for what I had sworn.  I am now freed of the thorn that en-slave-d me and am holding the rose that she gave me. 

My point to all of this gibberish is to hold on to the good memories and try to move beyond the bad ones.  It is better to step back and remember all of the grand memories than it is to focus on the few bad ones.  I put myself through far too much suffering!  I felt guilty for something that I shouldn’t of felt guilty for.  Besides, I am going back!  I’ll just be about a year and a half late.  I always do what I say, even if it takes me a while!  :)

As the date for my departure grows nearer, I’ll post more about my experiences in Ireland and the UK last time.  The poem below is the first teary poem I ever wrote!  I never was much of a poet, until I went to Ireland.  I was inspired and though the inspiration to write poems has faded a wee bit, I still write them.  It is a bit simple, but it gets the meaning across well.  I never did finish it.  A friend helped me with it, but I have never been satisfied with anything so it is still not finished.  It is far from my best, but one that holds a lot of meaning for me. 

P.S.:  Go ahead and give me grief ’bout the U2 video, "One", below.  I can handle it!  :)

Salty Lips

Tears run deep

Even in sleep

Every tear that flows,

Causes me great sorrow

 

Tears flow along her face,

Tears caused by my disgrace,

And shimmer down her cheeks.

 

Whimpering in defeat

Pooling in her lips

For I’m such a fool

A fool in vain

For the tears are falling like rain

 

Tears falling from her chin

Falling to the ground

Gathering in a mound

 

Tears will dry,

When I come through the sky.

Wipe those tears away baby,

Because I’m coming to stay.

 

I’ve kissed your lips

And felt your breath

A sweet embrace

That will never be misplaced

-Jefferson Davis-

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