the cold winds of the north
and the divides of the minds
the stars over the sky are said to sing
of all the hands on deck yours were most beloved
yet i was swept out to sea overboard adrift in the dank
another boat recovered me yet they spoke another language foreign to me
i longed to go home but it was gone far away to me
i sang sad songs pre dawn on the bridge and over the rails
the birds called to me and i longed to be with them
i ate stale crackers and longed for soup and dreamed of key lime pie or even iced lemonade
the days were long and the nights sleepless
i thought of swimming with the fishes
then some girl befriended me and we had words
the darkness of my mind was slightly lifted
other seas have i known but these coast were unknown to me
and the trees unfamiliar
i heard the laughing of monkeys seen them flying through the trees and housetops
a sudden desire to accept cups of tea overcame me
and i remembered the biscuits for cheesecake served at my sister's wedding..
everyone said it was good
one day i will go home and see your face someday
it's a long road far far away
filled with happier songs
🥹
the waft of cakes baking and coffee brewing and deep bowls of soup with fresh breadsticks
lingers in my mind with thoughts of roaring fires of winter in cabins above the ridge
watching skiers go their way in their cute googles and hoods
that will be the day..
i will see palms of dates on the temple mt before the temple
be offended for i am as well
that's all
slam the gates for the forces are coming
the fire of heaven is at our feet
and they will burry armies in the valley on megedo
all who raise the voice against our country and city will fall to their graves to the dearh they wished abd screamed upon is will fall on their own heads
my pity is for them who follow this bloody wrong this hostile brainwashing to their hostile ends
there will be no weddings after death your leaders lied to you
but peace will be upon israel and she will be established with glory when her rabbis return to torah and God and abandon the witchcraft of talmud and ban the satanist from entering the caves under the temple mt
you bring curses on our country with these evils
let them cease .. how dare the most evil occupy our most holy city? yet they idolize it too for their own evil agendas
while wars blaze elsewhere
yet i am away in the woods with a jaded cat meowing at me in all the scrawniness i desire for myself yet sit in fatness n my ac.. i should insist my husband sit outside for a spell for his own health as the heat melts fat and the cold hardens it
we need to be in better health
hugs your loved ones for time is passing and you never know when you will see them again
don't take tomorrow for granted neither today
roast and potatos are among the best things in life and perhaps i shall have i field one day as my grandfather had many in north dakota in abandoned cattle holds .. they laughed at him but they grew in abundance.. i imagine he loved potatoes as much as i
i once made a soup of pumpkins and potatoes and onions and spice cooked in a soup base.. it was good as good as a pie..
i once loved croissants but i watched how they were made and it was a lot of folding and tolling over and over to make the crisp buttered layers .. i watched a girl roll her own butter fir the freezer i cant remember if it was in s bag or wax paper..
i'm surprised it's dawn already .. i left so many drafts in my draft box refraining for posting this and that
i offended many people the other day.. i get that from my dad .. he feels the need to correct people and tell them they are wrong
most don't appreciate this .. i know ☺
the stars over the sky are said to sing
of all the hands on deck yours were most beloved
yet i was swept out to sea overboard adrift in the dank
another boat recovered me yet they spoke another language foreign to me
i longed to go home but it was gone far away to me
i sang sad songs pre dawn on the bridge and over the rails
the birds called to me and i longed to be with them
i ate stale crackers and longed for soup and dreamed of key lime pie or even iced lemonade
the days were long and the nights sleepless
i thought of swimming with the fishes
then some girl befriended me and we had words
the darkness of my mind was slightly lifted
other seas have i known but these coast were unknown to me
and the trees unfamiliar
i heard the laughing of monkeys seen them flying through the trees and housetops
a sudden desire to accept cups of tea overcame me
and i remembered the biscuits for cheesecake served at my sister's wedding..
everyone said it was good
one day i will go home and see your face someday
it's a long road far far away
filled with happier songs
🥹
the waft of cakes baking and coffee brewing and deep bowls of soup with fresh breadsticks
lingers in my mind with thoughts of roaring fires of winter in cabins above the ridge
watching skiers go their way in their cute googles and hoods
that will be the day..
i will see palms of dates on the temple mt before the temple
be offended for i am as well
that's all
slam the gates for the forces are coming
the fire of heaven is at our feet
and they will burry armies in the valley on megedo
all who raise the voice against our country and city will fall to their graves to the dearh they wished abd screamed upon is will fall on their own heads
my pity is for them who follow this bloody wrong this hostile brainwashing to their hostile ends
there will be no weddings after death your leaders lied to you
but peace will be upon israel and she will be established with glory when her rabbis return to torah and God and abandon the witchcraft of talmud and ban the satanist from entering the caves under the temple mt
you bring curses on our country with these evils
let them cease .. how dare the most evil occupy our most holy city? yet they idolize it too for their own evil agendas
while wars blaze elsewhere
yet i am away in the woods with a jaded cat meowing at me in all the scrawniness i desire for myself yet sit in fatness n my ac.. i should insist my husband sit outside for a spell for his own health as the heat melts fat and the cold hardens it
we need to be in better health
hugs your loved ones for time is passing and you never know when you will see them again
don't take tomorrow for granted neither today
roast and potatos are among the best things in life and perhaps i shall have i field one day as my grandfather had many in north dakota in abandoned cattle holds .. they laughed at him but they grew in abundance.. i imagine he loved potatoes as much as i
i once made a soup of pumpkins and potatoes and onions and spice cooked in a soup base.. it was good as good as a pie..
i once loved croissants but i watched how they were made and it was a lot of folding and tolling over and over to make the crisp buttered layers .. i watched a girl roll her own butter fir the freezer i cant remember if it was in s bag or wax paper..
i'm surprised it's dawn already .. i left so many drafts in my draft box refraining for posting this and that
i offended many people the other day.. i get that from my dad .. he feels the need to correct people and tell them they are wrong
most don't appreciate this .. i know ☺


