Ahoy Maites,and welcome to me party blog. I be a looking forward to ye company on this here voyage. For,on this voyage,we will be encounterin’ a great many adventures,now,don’t ya know. 🙂 So maites,come,bring ye grub and yer drink,bring yer friends and yer loves;but most of all,bring yer creativity and yer imagination,and enjoy…the adventure….awaits!
Ship’s Dance on the Bounty…(or,I Slipped off the Gang Plank)
I was at Jon Walkers with plenty of Rum,
with plenty of Rum was I,
I took up with Ship and on gang plank did slip,
and now with Don Davy reside.
So,if ye be free,and filled with much brie,
and on said dear Ship doth reside;
do air with much care,your fastidious affairs(doings and actions.)
and avoid said gang planks trecheri!(treachery)
c-4-2011
by Elfwing/Brenda Brite
P.S. Say hello to the Crackin for me now,don’t ya know. The last time we met,we parted on not good terms….
At night, when the sea cradles me
As the pale stars gleam
down the broad waves rippling endlessly
Then I free myself completely
From all activity and lie on a pile of net
I lie there silent and breathe purely,
Alone, alone cradled by the sea
The sea lies there, cold and silent,
with a thousand lights above me
Then I have to think of old friends
Seems the stars reflect their gazes
And I ask each one, silent, alone: softly
“Are you still mine” When I return from the sea’s
Is my sorrow a sorrow to you, my death a death?
Do you feel from my love, my grief, my homesick plea’s
Just an echo?” Just a breath,
And the sea peacefully gazes back, silent,
And smiles: no. While it rocks me so peacefully
And no greeting and now answer comes from anywhere.
And my thoughts turn back from home, back to the sea’s
eye have braile the ocean’s surface as we flew over the feel of its being, an elephant’s hide. . remembering its sing song round the land which rose from neath the briny deeps, scribe the cosmic penTune as wave on wave the water’s dance from time life started winding up the springs of well being. . . wouldn’t that be some . . SPArking of a gobal party. . making nuff music till you for get all trouble and strife. . . done racing the dEvil, nobody is chasing us so in the name of Je’sUS, wHat, we at it again? best we hush in the land of Hannelee, where everyone learn . . Peace is a free bee. Which is why it so hugely problematic. we’s all about making money instead of music, which has us kiss the past from the present in record break time love your blog. . guess it why i’ve took so many pics. . to have me words super IMPose upon them. . which unfortunatly has not been mine to do. . think the universe wants me to leave a huge puzzle behind me. . some’s to play with and maybe pull the biggest caper ever. upon, the face of earth. . take our fun serious , politics with a grain of salt and volunteer to have earth become a cosmic heritage park.
like here we are, specks on this speck in space. with the specs reading sick sick sick and fighting like . . grown man . . like who else . or can bamboozle youth into believing he needs sacrisfice all he learn in kindergarten
did I share?
All I need to know I learned from the Easter Bunny!
Don’t put all your eggs in one basket. check
Everyone needs a friend who is all ears.
There’s no such thing as too much candy.
All work and no play can make you a basket case.
A cute tail attracts a lot of attention.
Everyone is entitled to a bad hare day.
Let happy thoughts multiply like rabbits.
Some body parts should be floppy.
Keep your paws off of other people’s jelly beans.
Good things come in small, sugar coated packages.
The grass is always greener in someone else’s basket.
To show your true colors, you have to come out of the shell.
The best things in life are still sweet and gooey.
May the joy of the season fill your heart.
like it time to turn the tables on working for a living and since nobody on earth operates as fast as nature does safe for in our sleep, wakes us up to its dreams and visions for humanity, none of which we can see as yet, cause we’s too busy being divisive and at odds witH one another . . ah, that it all melt way . . .
___________________________________________________
Rewrote
The face that launch’d a thousand ships by Christopher Marlowe
_____________________________________________________
Hers was the face that sank a thousand ships,
And addicted me to VaIlium?
Sweet Helen, made me immortal with a hiss.
Her gums sucketh my toungue whole: see how time flies!
Come, Helen, come, give me my nookie again.
Here will I dwell, for pudding and lardher hips,
And all is horse droppings that is not Helena.
I will forsake Paris, all for love of thee,
Instead of Troy, shall Myspace be sack’d;
And I will dance the lambada with weak Menelaus,
And wear thy brassiere on my hairy chest;
Yea, I will wound Achilles in the ass,
And then return to Helen for a kiss.
O, thou art fairer than the fromage of my underwear
danced with her beauty in a thousand bars;
Brighter art thou than flaming marshmallows
When he appear’d to hapless Daphney;
More homely than a pig in a sty
In wanton Arethusa’s azur’d arms;
And none but thou shalt be my paramour!
UNPRONOUNCED BEAUTY
NAKED EYES
CAN’T SEE
LIES WITHIN
THE VASTNESS
OF THE SEA
CREATURES BOTH
GREAT AND SMALL
WITHIN BLUE WATERS
OF THIS WORLD
BEAUTIFUL MARVELS
YOU CAN SEE
IF YOU EXPLORE
THE DEPTHS OF
GREAT SEAS
No one would believe the story I tell
about my misadventures on my pleasure cruise from Hell.
The Captain an old and wiry buccaneer
But drunk as a skunk who swore he could steer.
The shipmates all warned him of the light up ahead
“Ah know what Ima doin” was all that he said.
Wouldn’t you know it…when the ship struck ground
I slipped overboard and darn near drowned.
It took near three days for our rescue to come
The Captain was hungover and out of rum.
As the Choppers came to take us away
“I know where Ima goin” I heard the pilot say.
Below me I see an ocean full of sharks
And dream of geese and ducks in our neighborhood parks.
“Dear Lord just get me home safely” I began to pray
“Just get me home and that’s where I’ll stay!”
So glad your party Blog is going strong!!! I promise to come back later Monday and leave a poem, but for now I’ll leave you with a video to inspire some “High Seas Adventure!”
I am so so sorry that um late yet again … Illl git better I promise !!!! Had a Blog Talk Show to attend … I was invited too and guess speaker … But here now …. Love you guy …. Great Blog …. Hugs Now :love:
Moon light
Moon bright
I wish upon you tonight
To make all my dreams come true
For my true to see
All that I wish to be free
Just thee and me
Moon light
Moon bright
Please bring him to me
This night as I sit
Beneath the trees
So green
The blue sea
With the clam waters
In the breezes night air
I do see
He and me togrther
Forever you see
Written By: Bettie Davis —————– (C) September 01 , 2009
Ghost ship
Now this is true
People did die here
Long before they were ready
So ghost may appear
Cause they are lost and wondering
What happen
What went wrong
It wasnt suppose the happen like this
Going down
In the middle of the night
Where do I go
How do I ever get out of here
To the bottom they did go
Frozen
In the icily sea
Never to be found
Yea this ship could be
Very haunted
‘k folks. It’s 5:53 am in my neck of the Ocean,lol,and I’m gonna take a break here. See ya’ll about 9:00 am my time. Love and hugs,Elfwing. And,Happy Sailing!
Good morning Elfwing! This is a wonderful blog and I wanted to stop by to say hello. I am using my son’s laptop until mine is fixed so I have limited time. I’ll see what I can bring here.. be back in a few!
This video may not quite fit this seance but I do hope you enjoy it that is if it post … PS: Still have not learn ta delete so feel free ta delete if ya like …. Hugs
Peeped in this blog so many times
I’m getting to know each fish by name.
Beautiful poetry, photos and rhymes
A beautiful Oneness…I’ll never be the same.
The sea pretty and deep
Dark blue sea
Take the dip and see
There may be monsters near
Crawling in the reefs
Be ware of the sea
It holds many secrets beneath
The deep blue sea
Many stories told
Of many soul
Lost at sea
Can you just see
There are monsters at sea
Green monsters with horns
Brown monsters with thorns
But I am never to see
This monster at sea
Was it a tale to be told
Are was it yet to be unfold
Bout the monsters at sea
Never second guess at what you see
It could have
Just around the bend
Be ware of what you speak
You never know what you seek
Beneath the sea
You just might see
The monster and me
Beneath the deep blue sea
LOVED IT. AND JOHNNY DEPP JUST PUT FOAM ON THE SEA. LOVED THE DOOR COMMENT TOO. ENTIRE ENTRY WAS SO NICE
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Beautiful blog I love the sea, waters:) :love: The Pirates of Caribbean was on last night :entertained: I watched it until 2am this morning lol
HAUNTED – THE BABARY MARIE
Ahoy Maites,and welcome to me party blog. I be a looking forward to ye company on this here voyage. For,on this voyage,we will be encounterin’ a great many adventures,now,don’t ya know. 🙂 So maites,come,bring ye grub and yer drink,bring yer friends and yer loves;but most of all,bring yer creativity and yer imagination,and enjoy…the adventure….awaits!
What a fun blog!! I so gotta get mail out on it… My kids came over at 6 and just left!!! Happy easter!!!
arrrg…. love this blog
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Peek!
Ship’s Dance on the Bounty…(or,I Slipped off the Gang Plank)
I was at Jon Walkers with plenty of Rum,
with plenty of Rum was I,
I took up with Ship and on gang plank did slip,
and now with Don Davy reside.
So,if ye be free,and filled with much brie,
and on said dear Ship doth reside;
do air with much care,your fastidious affairs(doings and actions.)
and avoid said gang planks trecheri!(treachery)
c-4-2011
by Elfwing/Brenda Brite
P.S. Say hello to the Crackin for me now,don’t ya know. The last time we met,we parted on not good terms….
Rocked in the sea’s cradle….
At night, when the sea cradles me
As the pale stars gleam
down the broad waves rippling endlessly
Then I free myself completely
From all activity and lie on a pile of net
I lie there silent and breathe purely,
Alone, alone cradled by the sea
The sea lies there, cold and silent,
with a thousand lights above me
Then I have to think of old friends
Seems the stars reflect their gazes
And I ask each one, silent, alone: softly
“Are you still mine” When I return from the sea’s
Is my sorrow a sorrow to you, my death a death?
Do you feel from my love, my grief, my homesick plea’s
Just an echo?” Just a breath,
And the sea peacefully gazes back, silent,
And smiles: no. While it rocks me so peacefully
And no greeting and now answer comes from anywhere.
And my thoughts turn back from home, back to the sea’s
Had to write a little one for you:) Hugs :love:
I sure can imagine..wonderful little poetic thought bubble….
eye have braile the ocean’s surface as we flew over the feel of its being, an elephant’s hide. . remembering its sing song round the land which rose from neath the briny deeps, scribe the cosmic penTune as wave on wave the water’s dance from time life started winding up the springs of well being. . . wouldn’t that be some . . SPArking of a gobal party. . making nuff music till you for get all trouble and strife. . . done racing the dEvil, nobody is chasing us so in the name of Je’sUS, wHat, we at it again? best we hush in the land of Hannelee, where everyone learn . . Peace is a free bee. Which is why it so hugely problematic. we’s all about making money instead of music, which has us kiss the past from the present in record break time love your blog. . guess it why i’ve took so many pics. . to have me words super IMPose upon them. . which unfortunatly has not been mine to do. . think the universe wants me to leave a huge puzzle behind me. . some’s to play with and maybe pull the biggest caper ever. upon, the face of earth. . take our fun serious , politics with a grain of salt and volunteer to have earth become a cosmic heritage park.
like here we are, specks on this speck in space. with the specs reading sick sick sick and fighting like . . grown man . . like who else . or can bamboozle youth into believing he needs sacrisfice all he learn in kindergarten
did I share?
All I need to know I learned from the Easter Bunny!
Don’t put all your eggs in one basket. check
Everyone needs a friend who is all ears.
There’s no such thing as too much candy.
All work and no play can make you a basket case.
A cute tail attracts a lot of attention.
Everyone is entitled to a bad hare day.
Let happy thoughts multiply like rabbits.
Some body parts should be floppy.
Keep your paws off of other people’s jelly beans.
Good things come in small, sugar coated packages.
The grass is always greener in someone else’s basket.
To show your true colors, you have to come out of the shell.
The best things in life are still sweet and gooey.
May the joy of the season fill your heart.
like it time to turn the tables on working for a living and since nobody on earth operates as fast as nature does safe for in our sleep, wakes us up to its dreams and visions for humanity, none of which we can see as yet, cause we’s too busy being divisive and at odds witH one another . . ah, that it all melt way . . .
___________________________________________________
Rewrote
The face that launch’d a thousand ships by Christopher Marlowe
_____________________________________________________
Hers was the face that sank a thousand ships,
And addicted me to VaIlium?
Sweet Helen, made me immortal with a hiss.
Her gums sucketh my toungue whole: see how time flies!
Come, Helen, come, give me my nookie again.
Here will I dwell, for pudding and lardher hips,
And all is horse droppings that is not Helena.
I will forsake Paris, all for love of thee,
Instead of Troy, shall Myspace be sack’d;
And I will dance the lambada with weak Menelaus,
And wear thy brassiere on my hairy chest;
Yea, I will wound Achilles in the ass,
And then return to Helen for a kiss.
O, thou art fairer than the fromage of my underwear
danced with her beauty in a thousand bars;
Brighter art thou than flaming marshmallows
When he appear’d to hapless Daphney;
More homely than a pig in a sty
In wanton Arethusa’s azur’d arms;
And none but thou shalt be my paramour!
Still waters run deep..
Dark clouds try to hide the moon..
Yet Peace still triumphs.
Find your still waters..
When those dark clouds fill your skies…
And Peace will prevail.
In Love
RC
O, To Be a Sea Gull
O, to be a sea gull
To sail the whispering sea
To catch the sun when day is done
And never need the tree.
O, to be a sea gull
With nothing more to do
Than watch for food and catch it
And bathe within the blue.
O, to be a sea gull
With freedom in my soul
Feathers ruffled with the wind
And days made out of gold.
O, to be a sea gull
Not tethered to the earth
To know your purpose in this world
Between your death and birth.
O, to be a sea gull
A common bird for sure
But special in my eyes so that
That bird, I wish I were.
by Voo
May 29, 2010
1:51 a.m.
Ahoy there matey!
I AM SORRY FOR THIS SHORT THROWN TOGETHER WRITE…
HIGH Â Â SEAS AND GREAT ADVENTURE AT ELFWING’S
http://www.friendburst.com/bulletin/view/id_5950/
UNPRONOUNCED BEAUTY
NAKED EYES
CAN’T SEE
LIES WITHIN
THE VASTNESS
OF THE SEA
CREATURES BOTH
GREAT AND SMALL
WITHIN BLUE WATERS
OF THIS WORLD
BEAUTIFUL MARVELS
YOU CAN SEE
IF YOU EXPLORE
THE DEPTHS OF
GREAT SEAS
2011 JEAN SMITH
No one would believe the story I tell
about my misadventures on my pleasure cruise from Hell.
The Captain an old and wiry buccaneer
But drunk as a skunk who swore he could steer.
The shipmates all warned him of the light up ahead
“Ah know what Ima doin” was all that he said.
Wouldn’t you know it…when the ship struck ground
I slipped overboard and darn near drowned.
It took near three days for our rescue to come
The Captain was hungover and out of rum.
As the Choppers came to take us away
“I know where Ima goin” I heard the pilot say.
Below me I see an ocean full of sharks
And dream of geese and ducks in our neighborhood parks.
“Dear Lord just get me home safely” I began to pray
“Just get me home and that’s where I’ll stay!”
RC
………………………………………..
……………
SO I MARRIED A PIRATE AND A PARROT
.
.
I MARRIED ME A PIRATE
A BIG AND BRISTLY MAN
HE SAILS THE SEVEN SEAS ALL YEAR
AND COMES HOME WHEN HE CAN.
HE LIKES THE SALTY SEAS, YOU SEE
HE LIKES THE OCEAN’S ROAR
BUT THE KIDS AND ME, WE LIKE IT FINE
WHEN HE WALKS OUT THE DOOR.
OUR OLDEST CHILD IS TWENTY-SEVEN
THE YOUNGEST BABE IS TWO
AND ALL OF THEM HAVE DARK BROWN EYES
AND THE PIRATE’S EYES ARE BLUE.
I’VE ONLY SEEN HIM FIVE OR SIX TIMES
IN THE DECADES I’VE BEEN HIS WIFE
HE’S ALWAYS OFF ON PILLAGES
(HE HAS A STRESSFUL LIFE.)
THE WORK IS HARD, THE PAY IS LOW
AND AT LAST WHEN HE SAILS IN
I DO NOT ASK WHAT HE’S BEEN UP TO
AND HE DON’T ASK WHERE I’VE BEEN.
THAT MAN, HE ONLY HAS ONE EYE
AND FOR A HAND, A HOOK
HE LOST A LEG AND FOUND A PARROT
THAT HELPS HIM WALK AND LOOK.
THE PARROT GOES TO BED WITH HIM
AND ON HIS SHOULDER SITS
AND IF I ASK HIM TO REMOVE THE BIRD
HE ALWAYS THROWS A FIT.
BUT HE BRINGS ME LITTLE TRINKETS
FROM ALL HIS ROBBERIES
ONE TIME HE BROUGHT ME SOLID GOLD
ONE TIME HE BROUGHT ME FLEAS.
HE’S NOT SO MUCH TO LOOK AT
HE’S STAINED LIKE CHIMNEY SOOT
BUT I HAD HIM A SPECIAL DOOR MAT MADE
THAT SAYS, PLEASE WIPE YOUR FOOT.
HE SEEMED TO BE REAL PLEASED WITH THAT
AND BEAMED LIKE THE NORTH STAR
BUT I WAS GLAD TO SEE HIM GO
(AND I HOPE THAT HE’LL GO FAR.)
MY CHILDREN ALL ARE HAPPY, THOUGH
WHEN THE PIRATE SAILS TO SHORE
HE NEVER NOTICES WHEN HE COMES HOME
THAT THERE ARE SEVEN MORE.
HE SAYS HE’S GOING TO SOON RETIRE
WHEN HIS BOSS GIVES HIM THE BLUES
HE SAYS HIS DREAM IS TO SAVE ENOUGH
TO TAKE ME ON A CRUISE.
(
BUT I’LL STAY ON THE SAND, THANK YOU
THOUGH HE TELLS ME I AM NUTS
AND I WAVE GOODBYE TO HIM AND HIS PARROT
(LORD, I HATE THAT PARROT’S GUTS.)
BRING ME SOMETHING PRETTY, I YELL
JUST LIKE I ALWAYS DID
SOME GOLD OR SILVER OR MAYBE SOME PEARLS
JUST AS LONG AS IT AIN’T A NEW KID.
.
BY VOO
WRITTEN JUST NOW ON THE SPOT…..
Ahoy Captain Elfwing!!!! 🙂
So glad your party Blog is going strong!!! I promise to come back later Monday and leave a poem, but for now I’ll leave you with a video to inspire some “High Seas Adventure!”
Jon
Greetings Elfwing, friends and fellow writers….I’m not writing much lately….so I’ll share some of my at instead….
I am so so sorry that um late yet again … Illl git better I promise !!!! Had a Blog Talk Show to attend … I was invited too and guess speaker … But here now …. Love you guy …. Great Blog …. Hugs Now :love:
THE MOON THE SEA AND ME
Moon light
Moon bright
I wish upon you tonight
To make all my dreams come true
For my true to see
All that I wish to be free
Just thee and me
Moon light
Moon bright
Please bring him to me
This night as I sit
Beneath the trees
So green
The blue sea
With the clam waters
In the breezes night air
I do see
He and me togrther
Forever you see
Written By: Bettie Davis —————– (C) September 01 , 2009
PRETTY DOLPHINS
Dolphins
Underneath
The beauty tides
Swimming the waves
Shifting away
The gods
Of the deep blue sea
Written By: Bettie Davis ——————- © November o7 , 2o1o
HAUNTED
Ghost ship
Now this is true
People did die here
Long before they were ready
So ghost may appear
Cause they are lost and wondering
What happen
What went wrong
It wasnt suppose the happen like this
Going down
In the middle of the night
Where do I go
How do I ever get out of here
To the bottom they did go
Frozen
In the icily sea
Never to be found
Yea this ship could be
Very haunted
Written By: Bettie Davis —————– © April 25 , 2011
‘k folks. It’s 5:53 am in my neck of the Ocean,lol,and I’m gonna take a break here. See ya’ll about 9:00 am my time. Love and hugs,Elfwing. And,Happy Sailing!
I’ll try to come back after work tonight :love:
GET CREATIVE ON THE CREATIVE POETRY CORRAL!!!
OPEN HOUSE 1 MAY 2011, first poetic challenge blog posts Saturday night @ 9pm Eastern!!!
Oh well I guess the code does not work on blog comments *sigh*
Good morning Elfwing! This is a wonderful blog and I wanted to stop by to say hello. I am using my son’s laptop until mine is fixed so I have limited time. I’ll see what I can bring here.. be back in a few!
Oh this is beautiful love this!!! Hug’s!! and so love the “High Seas”!!!
This video may not quite fit this seance but I do hope you enjoy it that is if it post … PS: Still have not learn ta delete so feel free ta delete if ya like …. Hugs
http://youtu.be/oiS8YokFzeY
Darn it still cant git it ta post here !!!!! Sorry .. lol
Another from the archives…
And one more…
Peeped in this blog so many times
I’m getting to know each fish by name.
Beautiful poetry, photos and rhymes
A beautiful Oneness…I’ll never be the same.
RC
BE WARE
The sea pretty and deep
Dark blue sea
Take the dip and see
There may be monsters near
Crawling in the reefs
Be ware of the sea
It holds many secrets beneath
The deep blue sea
Many stories told
Of many soul
Lost at sea
Can you just see
There are monsters at sea
Green monsters with horns
Brown monsters with thorns
But I am never to see
This monster at sea
Was it a tale to be told
Are was it yet to be unfold
Bout the monsters at sea
Never second guess at what you see
It could have
Just around the bend
Be ware of what you speak
You never know what you seek
Beneath the sea
You just might see
The monster and me
Beneath the deep blue sea
Written By: Bettie Davis ———————— © April 25 , 2011
:groovy:
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lol,Bob. This is just too cute!
I am still trying to get the correct reply thingy right so sorry for out of place comments and what not :/
LOVED IT. AND JOHNNY DEPP JUST PUT FOAM ON THE SEA. LOVED THE DOOR COMMENT TOO. ENTIRE ENTRY WAS SO NICE