Sunday, 5 February 2012
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Thursday, 2 February 2012
Self with the worth
Self with the worth
Bricks and mortar
Iron in blood
Ripples in water
Fire without wood?
Train with a track
Cannon and ball
Front of the back
Large without small?
Door with a lock
Wish in a well
Legs that can walk
Heaven without hell?
Drum with a rhythm
Note with a song
Light through a prism
Right without wrong?
Dream with a vision
Salt of the earth
Woman on a mission
Self with the worth!
© Lorna Cameron
Bricks and mortar
Iron in blood
Ripples in water
Fire without wood?
Train with a track
Cannon and ball
Front of the back
Large without small?
Door with a lock
Wish in a well
Legs that can walk
Heaven without hell?
Drum with a rhythm
Note with a song
Light through a prism
Right without wrong?
Dream with a vision
Salt of the earth
Woman on a mission
Self with the worth!
© Lorna Cameron
Flourish
Flourish
If we treated every moment like it was a precious gem of treasured inheritance
No power would defeat us
If we embraced our loved ones heart in the deepest purest chamber
The Angels wings will carry the tainted twisted burden
And bury it forever with the demons desire to destroy
Nothing other than beauty will flourish
We will triumph over adversity
With our hearts desire to love forever
As the Angels light soothes our psyche
Peace, Love and light.
© Lorna Cameron
If we treated every moment like it was a precious gem of treasured inheritance
No power would defeat us
If we embraced our loved ones heart in the deepest purest chamber
The Angels wings will carry the tainted twisted burden
And bury it forever with the demons desire to destroy
Nothing other than beauty will flourish
We will triumph over adversity
With our hearts desire to love forever
As the Angels light soothes our psyche
Peace, Love and light.
© Lorna Cameron
Wiccan rule of three
Wiccan rule of three!
I once killed a moth
And it came back to haunt me
With THREE of its pals
They did nothing but taunt me!
I decided there could only be one saving grace
That the next moth that fell in the bath I would save
And so that’s exactly what I did
So that scary invader, could dry out and live!
© Lorna Cameron
I once killed a moth
And it came back to haunt me
With THREE of its pals
They did nothing but taunt me!
I decided there could only be one saving grace
That the next moth that fell in the bath I would save
And so that’s exactly what I did
So that scary invader, could dry out and live!
© Lorna Cameron
kaleidoscope of hope
kaleidoscope of hope
Looking out the window, kaleidoscope of hope
Feeling, wanting, needing, infinite faith evoked
Raconteur and philosophers, the homeless and the blind
Nurturing all those secrets in that solitary mind
Everyone is shouting, screaming with no voice
Numbed out minds, hearts of stone, searching for that vice
Every saints a sinner, if pushed that step too far
The devils there to tempt you, not mirror who you are!
Consciousness meets grandeur, frolics, friends and lust
Desiring all that ever was, wisdoms not the curse!
The love of those role models, the goodness that we find
Versus bitter gene pools, twisted dysfunctional life
Armed for final battle, legions of worthy cells
The war will not be over, ‘till we truly love ourselves
Truth above that knowledge, whilst accepting all the flaws
The mighty proactive, will surely win the war
If you know the destiny, trust your instincts not your mind
Harvesting the rainbows gold, with graciousness inside
Victory now so imminent, justice tells no lies
The fruits of all your labour will shine from wealthy eyes!
© Lorna Cameron
Looking out the window, kaleidoscope of hope
Feeling, wanting, needing, infinite faith evoked
Raconteur and philosophers, the homeless and the blind
Nurturing all those secrets in that solitary mind
Everyone is shouting, screaming with no voice
Numbed out minds, hearts of stone, searching for that vice
Every saints a sinner, if pushed that step too far
The devils there to tempt you, not mirror who you are!
Consciousness meets grandeur, frolics, friends and lust
Desiring all that ever was, wisdoms not the curse!
The love of those role models, the goodness that we find
Versus bitter gene pools, twisted dysfunctional life
Armed for final battle, legions of worthy cells
The war will not be over, ‘till we truly love ourselves
Truth above that knowledge, whilst accepting all the flaws
The mighty proactive, will surely win the war
If you know the destiny, trust your instincts not your mind
Harvesting the rainbows gold, with graciousness inside
Victory now so imminent, justice tells no lies
The fruits of all your labour will shine from wealthy eyes!
© Lorna Cameron
What would life be
What would life be
What would life be
Without dance and a song
No family or friends
Or wild parties ‘till dawn?
What would life be
Without flowers and rain
Great oceans that wash
Away sadness and pain?
What would life be
Without kindness and joy
Great food, red wine
Where, when and why?
Life can be crazy
Life can be calm
When in a frenzy
Don’t be alarmed
The mountains seem higher
The closer we get
Keep fuelling the fire
Until the ball’s in the net!
© Lorna Cameron
What would life be
Without dance and a song
No family or friends
Or wild parties ‘till dawn?
What would life be
Without flowers and rain
Great oceans that wash
Away sadness and pain?
What would life be
Without kindness and joy
Great food, red wine
Where, when and why?
Life can be crazy
Life can be calm
When in a frenzy
Don’t be alarmed
The mountains seem higher
The closer we get
Keep fuelling the fire
Until the ball’s in the net!
© Lorna Cameron
Bitter sweet
Bitter sweet
It’s all that I wished for and more
At best formidable, for sure!
And everything I’d dreamed of before
Can’t believe it’s here at my door
Stitching up the gaps of the past
Cascading the rapids on fortunes raft
Learning curves of murdered truth
The innocent blame naivety of youth
The guilty tend to close their eyes
Convenient how the unconscious one lies
Rebellious nature, fruitless heart
Don’t mean a thing when you’re back at the start
And in the beginning when there was no end
When everything’s possible and fragile hearts mend
Utilising resources, reflections of loss
It’s the heart of the matter that matters the most
True happiness can’t be achieved all alone
And risks not worthwhile in the comfort zone
Comfort weaves its threads of contentment
Through molecules of madness and insane interventions
As nature becomes nurture and visa versa
And execution proceeds mass hysteria
Barren lands will bear fruits in abundance
With utopian societies developing their sun dance!
© Lorna Cameron
It’s all that I wished for and more
At best formidable, for sure!
And everything I’d dreamed of before
Can’t believe it’s here at my door
Stitching up the gaps of the past
Cascading the rapids on fortunes raft
Learning curves of murdered truth
The innocent blame naivety of youth
The guilty tend to close their eyes
Convenient how the unconscious one lies
Rebellious nature, fruitless heart
Don’t mean a thing when you’re back at the start
And in the beginning when there was no end
When everything’s possible and fragile hearts mend
Utilising resources, reflections of loss
It’s the heart of the matter that matters the most
True happiness can’t be achieved all alone
And risks not worthwhile in the comfort zone
Comfort weaves its threads of contentment
Through molecules of madness and insane interventions
As nature becomes nurture and visa versa
And execution proceeds mass hysteria
Barren lands will bear fruits in abundance
With utopian societies developing their sun dance!
© Lorna Cameron
You see it in their eyes
You see it in their eyes
The moon that times the tide
That echos from behind
The wind that steers the storm
So glad that we’ve been born
The sun that brought us here
Through darkness and through fear
Connecting with the light
Embracing shadows of the night
Troubled though they were
As if they didn’t care
Enlightened, so they say
On immoral hats they pray!
The sanctions of the law
Where justice has no place
You see it in their eyes
Those times are written on their face
Logic tells us not to
Experience much the same
Instinct gathers no evidence
Passion ignites the flame
If all we heard was true
And toxins always pure
There’d be no fool amongst us
Those hearts would bleed no more
Of all the things possessed
The truth is plain to see
The art of your desire
Will surely set you free!
© Lorna Cameron
The moon that times the tide
That echos from behind
The wind that steers the storm
So glad that we’ve been born
The sun that brought us here
Through darkness and through fear
Connecting with the light
Embracing shadows of the night
Troubled though they were
As if they didn’t care
Enlightened, so they say
On immoral hats they pray!
The sanctions of the law
Where justice has no place
You see it in their eyes
Those times are written on their face
Logic tells us not to
Experience much the same
Instinct gathers no evidence
Passion ignites the flame
If all we heard was true
And toxins always pure
There’d be no fool amongst us
Those hearts would bleed no more
Of all the things possessed
The truth is plain to see
The art of your desire
Will surely set you free!
© Lorna Cameron
Divides
Divides
Divides created by beauocracy!
Mountains created by moles!
Rivers dammed by greedology!
Pretentiousness gives birth to fools gold!
Politicians rule the democracy!
Human rights abolished each day!
There’s rage at all the hypocracy
But bitterness will lead you astray!
Lorna Cameron
Divides created by beauocracy!
Mountains created by moles!
Rivers dammed by greedology!
Pretentiousness gives birth to fools gold!
Politicians rule the democracy!
Human rights abolished each day!
There’s rage at all the hypocracy
But bitterness will lead you astray!
Lorna Cameron
Justice versus the Law
Justice versus the law
The law tells us to follow a certain procedure
Whether that procedure is JUST or not is another story
The law needs to make money
And yet justice would save it!
The law tells us to go against human nature
Justice states the opposite!
The law protects the criminal
Justice protects the victim!
The law speaks with its DATA eyes
Like the medic who speaks the DATA remedy!
Justice speaks from the law of nature
The law is written in stone
Justice is the workings of our home!
The law needs witnesses, evidence
Justice has cut us wide open…
Witness your evidence!
We come to claim our right to freedom!
Freedom is not bound by your chains!
We come from the true source of creation!
Your morals and values are a nonsensical claim!
We come riding on the wings of angels!
Your demonical vessel target of our aim!
We will not be downtrodden by this system of robots!
NOT let your laws tyrannize our justice!
NOT be mutilated by years of corruption!
NOT be blasted by murderous venom!
So propagate rumours of condemnation!
Your puerile alibi of defamation!
Fiery arrows won’t penetrate OUR nation!
Justice WILL be our salvation!
by Lorna Cameron
The law tells us to follow a certain procedure
Whether that procedure is JUST or not is another story
The law needs to make money
And yet justice would save it!
The law tells us to go against human nature
Justice states the opposite!
The law protects the criminal
Justice protects the victim!
The law speaks with its DATA eyes
Like the medic who speaks the DATA remedy!
Justice speaks from the law of nature
The law is written in stone
Justice is the workings of our home!
The law needs witnesses, evidence
Justice has cut us wide open…
Witness your evidence!
We come to claim our right to freedom!
Freedom is not bound by your chains!
We come from the true source of creation!
Your morals and values are a nonsensical claim!
We come riding on the wings of angels!
Your demonical vessel target of our aim!
We will not be downtrodden by this system of robots!
NOT let your laws tyrannize our justice!
NOT be mutilated by years of corruption!
NOT be blasted by murderous venom!
So propagate rumours of condemnation!
Your puerile alibi of defamation!
Fiery arrows won’t penetrate OUR nation!
Justice WILL be our salvation!
by Lorna Cameron
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