Sunday, September 17, 2006


The man from Tennessee has rung the bell
Gather around he has chimmed
Tell stories of wonder and dreams
Talk in the language of forebears of
days and times that have long gone
try to reminis in a world moving so quickly

Not so easy man from Tennessee,
as we struggle to keep ahead
of what the days bring
Do we try to help ,to do our bit
and question ,if it is enough.
And if not,why not ?

Perhaps it is good to dream
and remember back to times long gone,
Fantasise ,take our thoughts far far away
After all isn't this what camp fires are about
Chatter - not of the serious kind
but of light and humourous happenings
Much much laughter
as we look into the flames and see what
it is that makes us dream

I can do that, man from Tennessee
Not every day
but when the call is made
I can,and will oblige
and enjoy the experience
of being taken out of the
seriousness of my thoughts

So skip I will and look
for Gail ,as she might like
some company and good friends
to make the day complete
I'm on my way ......

Lois ( Muse of the Sea) 18.9.06


At 11:13 PM, Blogger Gail Kavanagh said...

It's good to have you here, Lois. We can sit in the crackle of the firelight and while it won't make the troubles of the world go away, it will warm our hearts. I've posted a little song for you and faucon.

At 2:02 AM, Blogger faucon of Sakin'el said...

I will dance with thee
by fire's delight,
for our future is cast
by the shodows of memories

At 4:32 AM, Blogger Heather Blakey said...

Sitting by the crackle of the firelight has a lot of appeal folks.


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