The Oldest Words In The English Language – Everything After Z by💥💥


A Message From 🙄 Carol

“A MESSAGE FROM CAROL(E)!” a poem Wednesday: 8/8/18 KARAOKE WEDNESDAY, The Railroad Blues, Alpine, Texas, at about 10:30 P. M. 🙂

The Doctor’s Office Receptionist (pause) called, just today:

“I need to speak – with your mama or dad, put-’em-on! (pause) right-away,

Because The Doc (pause) knows – (pause) what your parents need:

MORE LOVIN’!” and-then (pause) This-Lady-starts-to-bleed!!

Through the phone line – ‘cause I had lost my cell,

So, I was holding A RECEIVER, wiping up blood – from Hell!!

Carol then said: “Can you put one of them on, so I can tell ‘em the good news?”

“No, Carol,” as I’m-trying-to-stop-the-bleeding – “We gotta get some booze!

Down at – The Railroad Blues – it better be right now!

To get ready, for karaoke tonight -it’ll be such-a-WOW!”

“WE ALL NEED LOVE,” Carol said, bleeding any – way:

“What about YOU? Oh, Poet Man! Sexy J J Jay??”

“Oh, no, Carol,” said I (pause) pretty quick –

“I’m hitched to an Aussie gal – but she DOES know MICK!!*

Mick Dundee, remember him? – a loving kind o’ bloke;

He knows – the right moves – AND-The Australian stroke!!

And He knows – The Australian Kiss: a french kiss, Down Under!”

And Carol nearly (pause) fainted – contemplating (pause) The Thunder!”

“Well, anyways,” (pause) She said; (pause) “REMEMBER: (pause) LOVE’S THE HEALING THING! Let’s sing it out – (pause) at Christmas Time! Carol(s), they shall ring!”**

fin. ❤

    • Mick “Crocodile” Dundee, a.k.a.: Paul Hogan, famous “walk about” guy from the movies!! 🙂

** – and then bleed all over the place!! Whew! Does anyone have more towels? Hello? More towels, please! Thanks! ❤ “My bleeding heart, bleeds for you!” The Mystic Poet.

Love’s Symphony💥💥

Love’s Symphony

Long years have passed since our Second Birth
Awakened we have sought that Light on Earth

That illumined the Souls of Men in Ancient Days
Now attenuated in shadows in manifold ways

Yet burning still within every authentic Man’s breast
That Truth to which his heart must always attest

Such that without his Twin his soul screams in silence
Bereft and broken it recalls its lost innocence

My Angel, I have searched for you in every Age
You are the music written on my heart’s every page

Heaven’s Merciful Light unveiled my Life’s Epiphany
The beating of our hearts is Love’s Sacred Symphony

– By Suhail Mirza

There you can be sure you are not beyond love.💥💥💥💥


When your eyes are tired
the world is tired also.

When your vision has gone,
no part of the world can find you.

Time to go into the dark
where the night has eyes
to recognize its own.

There you can be sure
you are not beyond love.

The dark will be your home

The night will give you a horizon
further, than you can see.

You must learn one thing.
The world was made to be free in.

Give up all the other worlds
except the one to which you belong.

Sometimes it takes darkness and the sweet
confinement of your aloneness
to learn

anything or anyone
that does not bring you alive