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Robert Louis Stevenson and Autumn Fires

It’s autumn, no it’s not; oh yes it is and from the weather I have outside my window it’s well and truly autumn. Time to turn up the heating, snuggle on whatever piece of furniture you like best with who or what you like best and get comfy.

Here’s a little rhyme that, I think, sets the mood nicely for this time of year and will warm the cockles of your heart.

For those that don’t know, Robert Louis Stevenson was born and educated in Edinburgh, Scotland. He was a novelist and travel writer, most noted for such stories as Treasure Island, Kidnapped, and Strange Case of Dr Jekyll and Mr Hyde. Oh yes folks it seems that Mr Stevenson had a bit of a macabre side; Go Robby!

Today though, for your delight and pleasure here is:

Autumn Fires

In the other gardens
And all up in the vale,
From the autumn bonfires
See the smoke trail!

Pleasant summer over,
And all the summer flowers,
The red fire blazes,
The grey smoke towers.

Sing a song of seasons!
Something bright in all!
Flowers in the summer,
Fires in the fall!

The Proposal

Walking on the powdery sands

The autumn sun’s low in the sky

She turned and smiled we’re holding hands

I loved her so, no need to try

We did not want to say goodbye

She kissed me once she kissed me twice

‘Would you be my wife; I don’t imply?’

She smiled again, ‘That would be nice’

 

Copyright © JRFC August 2019
Image from Pixabay

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Pandemonium

Tanka with the Mush

Homer

 

Knowing the triggers

That’s the trick; if you miss one

Pandemonium

Power ball bouncing off walls

Falling back to earth; that hurts

 

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Details in the Masterpiece

As I sit quietly, looking up

Staring at the pin pricks of light

Through the comfort blanket of night

Shrouding this world of ours

 

I consider my place, my time

In this ocean of existence

And I feel exhilarated, excited

I am alive, I am stimulated

 

Why should I feel small?

Being part of the bigger picture

I feel connected to all alive

All that are no longer alive

 

Why should anyone feel out of place?

We may be individual, only one of me

But I’m proud to be part of us

The Human Race!

 

We are details in this masterpiece

That makes it so

The single pages in the book

Without them it can’t be read

 

Sometimes violent and disgusting

Sometimes sad and inconsolable

And sometimes beautiful

Beyond imagination

 

We stand together

Lest we forgot

All will be lost

Not an option, not on my watch!

 

Copyright © JRFC August 2019
Image from Pixabay