Gonubie

Aha, nice. I like this :)

Beeme xx

Paradise! You must see it to believe it &&

so do you like Dylan Thomas? I am a big fan of his.

It doesn’t sound like it. ‘Though I don’t think anybody liked Dylan Thomas, he was a brawling drunk. But my brother has the same birthday you could say we’re connected- by force. "Two proud, blacked brothers cry, winter-locked side by side" &&

The force that through the green fuse drives the flower
The force that drives the water through the rocks
D.T.

The hand that whirls the water in the pool
D.T.

And I will stroll the merry way
And jump the hedges first
And I will drink the clear
Clean water for to quench my thirst
And I shall watch the ferry-boats
And they'll get high
On a bluer ocean
Against tomorrow's sky

Oh oh sweet thing you sweet thing

And I'll be satisfied
Not to read in between the lines
Hey it's me I'm dynamite
And I don't know why

Sugar baby sugar baby
With your champagne eyes
And your saint like smile

&
Van Morrison

And I am dumb to tell a weather's wind
How time has ticked a heaven round the stars.
D.T.

lol,

"If I take to burn or return this world which is each man's work"
DT

"By the curve of the nude mouth or the laugh up the sleeve."
DT

May I ask you for a raindance? &&

Who is this "DT" guy? I hope he's not a nuisance &&

lol

I will be more faithful darling, than the old man who commands his assassins &&

Till a' the seas gang dry, my dear,
And the rocks melt wi' the sun;
And I will luve thee still, my dear,
While the sands o' life shall run.

And fare-thee-weel, my only Luve!
And fare-thee-weel, a while!
And I will come again, my Luve,
Tho' 'twere ten thousand mile!

R.B.

You can't stop us on the road to freedom
You can't keep us 'cause our eyes can see
Men with insight men in granite
Knights in armor bent on chivalry

Because she's as sweet as tupelo honey
She's an angel of the first degree
She's as sweet as tupelo honey
Just like honey from the bee

She's my baby, you know she's alright
She's alright for me

There's a rose pressed inside a Bible
She reads it on the balcony
She's sweet in slumber I've got her number
From the beginning of the century

The Belfast Cowboy &

In Banbridge Town in the County Down
One morning last July,
From a boreen green came a sweet colleen
And she smiled as she passed me by.
She looked so sweet from her two bare feet
To the sheen of her nut brown hair.
Such a coaxing elf, sure I shook myself
For to see I was really there.

As she onward sped, sure I scratched my head,
And I looked with a feelin' rare,
And I says, says I, to a passer-by,
"Who's the maid with the nut brown hair?"
He smiled at me and he says, says he,
"That's the gem of Ireland's crown.
Young Rosie McCann from the banks of the Bann,
She's the star of the County Down."

From Bantry Bay up to Derry Quay and
From Galway to Dublin Town,
No maid I've seen like the fair colleen
That I met in the County Down.

At the Harvest Fair she'll be surely there
And I'll dress in my Sunday clothes,
With my shoes shone bright and my hat cocked right
For a smile from my nut brown rose.
No pipe I'll smoke, no horse I'll yoke
Till my plough turns rust coloured brown.
Till a smiling bride by my own fireside
Sits the star of the County Down.

&
Irish Traditional

It was many and many a year ago,
In a kingdom by the sea,
That a maiden there lived whom you might know
By the name of Annabel Lee;
And this maiden she lived with no other thought
Than to love and be loved by me.
~
She was a child and I was a child,
In this kingdom by the sea,
But we loved with a love that was more than love –
I and my Annabel Lee –
With a love that the wingéd seraphs of Heaven
Coveted her and me.
~ ~
And our love was stronger than the love
Of those that were older than we –
Of many far wiser than we –
And neither the angels in Heaven above
Nor the demons down under the sea,
Can ever dissever my soul from soul
Of the beautiful Annabel Lee: -
~ ~
For the moon never beams, whithout bringing me dreams
Of the beautiful Annabel Lee;
And the stars never rise but I see the bright eyes
Of the beautiful Annabel Lee:
~
She was a child and I was a child,
In this kingdom by the sea.

&
From Edgar Allan Poe