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Take care and keep laughing!

Sarah


FROM THE ARCHIVE 8th April 2013

The Liverpool poet Roger McGough never ceases to enthrall me. I was reminded of this marvellous poem by a friend who posted it on Facebook yesterday.  McGough makes you smile and always makes trenc…

Source: Carpe Diem: Let me die a youngman’s death by Roger McGough | First Night Design


FROM THE ARCHIVE 23rd April 2013

I have used a rose from The Graphics Fairy and a background from Kerstin Frank to create an image for William Blake’s poem, The Sick Rose. Blake, of c…

Source: The Sick Rose by William Blake | First Night Design


One, Two, Buckle My Shoe
One, Two, Buckle My Shoe Postcard

One two buckle my shoe,
Three, four, knock at the door,
Five, six, pick up sticks,
Seven, eight, lay them straight,
Nine, ten, a big fat hen,
Eleven, twelve, dig and delve,
Thirteen, fourteen, maids a’courting,
Fifteen, sixteen, maids in the kitchen,
Seventeen, eighteen, maids a’waiting,
Nineteen, twenty, my plate’s empty.


How satisfying it is to read nursery rhymes out loud. Go on – try it!


“The things which the child loves remain in the domain of the heart until old age. The most beautiful thing in life is that our souls remain hovering over the places where we once enjoyed ourselves. I am one of those who remembers those places regardless of distance or time.”
Kahlil Gibran, Mirrors of the Soul


As I was Going to St Ives Postcard
As I was Going to St Ives Postcard

As I was going to St. Ives,
I met a man with seven wives,
Each wife had seven sacks,
Each sack had seven cats,
Each cat had seven kits:
Kits, cats, sacks, and wives,
How many were there going to St. Ives?

Both images were scanned from my copy of The Children’s Encyclopaedia by Arthur Mee, published by the Educational Book Company Ltd. These popular volumes were published from 1908 until 1964 but the volumes I have were not given to me as a child but bought in my late teens from a charity shop. There’s no date of publication but the nature of the information and the images suggest the 1920s or 1930s.


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Take care and keep laughing!

Sarah


Don’t even think about asking for news of my computer! Enjoy, instead, this post from Christmas past.
Take care and keep laughing!
Sarah x

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'Twas the Night Before Christmas Throw Pillows
‘Twas the Night Before Christmas Throw Pillows

The mice attacked the Holy Family –
The one I bought in Prague, made out of straw.
By Christmas, Joseph was an amputee
And Mary and the baby were no more.
But I have other treasures to display –

Father Christmas Gift Wrap
Father Christmas Gift Wrap by FirstNightDesign

Two perching birds, a Santa Claus, a clown,
A rooster from the church in Santa Fe,
A little harp and drum, a shoe, a crown –

Thanksgiving Rooster Poker Deck
Thanksgiving Rooster Poker Deck by FirstNightDesign

Collected in the years I’ve lived with you,
The years of warmth and love and Christmas trees,

Scrapbook Fir Tree Spiral Notebook
Scrapbook Fir Tree Spiral Notebook by FirstNightDesign

And someone to come home to, someone who
Can share what I bring back from overseas
And sometimes travel with me. Darling, look –
Our moon from Paris, glittering on its hook.

Home Sweet Home for Christmas Plaques
Home Sweet Home for Christmas Plaques by FirstNightDesign

Take care…

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Pippa Rathborne's SCRATCH POST

Please don’t ask me how I feel.rebegot of darkness
In the garden of how I feel
nothing grows
but tears and sighs and bitter aloes.
I cannot speak my sorrow:
it swells inside me, fungating tumour,
choking words and ulcerating thoughts.

In the garden of how I feel,
there is no light; sunken corner
of mind’s eye
diseased, where knotted stems writhe and mould,
mandrakes scream, torn out of earth,
and the angry rustling of ivy leaves
sirens that rats are tunnelling through.

It’s their garden now; dead ones stink
where lily and rose used to be.
Memory
by violence of absence mutates,
past and present are displaced –
love severed, nothing looks nor feels the same
that once was seen and felt by her, too.

Please don’t tell me, then, to “move on”-
raw amputee crawling towards
a closed door.
Let me journey in catacombed mindenchanted
to resurrect the garden,
replant…

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No computer. Still. So here is some poetry from julijuxtaposed. Do check out her other poems for she has quite a way with words when it comes to the state of the UK. I nominate her for Poet Laureate!

juxtaposed

Fertile
Filling
Salamanders
Full of
Willing
Waxing
Line
And circle
Gelling
Belly
Swelling
Life arising
Coupled
Growing
Strong
And supple
Green
Uncurling
Ideas
Burning
Sparking
Kindled

New is
Bursting
Through
And forth
And out
And up
In longing
Unto
Gentle rain
And nearing
Sun
As flowering
Is quickening

Exhilaration
Come

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Lady Wears the Green for St Patrick
Lady Wears the Green for St Patrick by FirstNightDesign
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And here’s one I did last year.

Wearing the Green on St Patrick's Day Greeting Card
Wearing the Green on St Patrick’s Day Greeting Card by FirstNightDesign
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Both ladies are from the enormous collection of free vintage images at The Graphics Fairy.

Saint Patrick was a gentleman
Who through strategy and stealth
Drove all the snakes from Ireland
Here’s a drinkee to his health!
But not too many drinkees
Lest we lose ourselves and then…
Forget the good Saint Patrick
And see them snakes again!
Author unknown

Take care and keep laughing!

Sarah

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Sarah

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But I have other treasures to display –

Two perching birds, a Santa Claus, a clown,
A rooster from the church in Santa Fe,
A little harp and drum, a shoe, a crown –

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And someone to come home to, someone who
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And sometimes travel with me. Darling, look –
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Take care and keep laughing!

Sarah

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