Lost For Words Of Such Bad Treatment Of That Poor Bull.....

 Poor little thing, poor little mite
Alone in the hottest of days
Too much sun, too much light
No water, no food
She wanted to jump the fence an give him water
Albeit a bucket
But no one came
The very belly of that bull
Was heaving from the strain
Dehydrated, he needed shade
Loads of people staring at him
Yet no one went to his assistance
Tears smarted her eyes
Why don´t they let him be?
Why such kind of treatment
She could not bear to keep seeing it
Seeing all that happen
Steam was comin off him
Because of the intense heat
Yet the bull was defiant
He did not admit defeat.



Nuff said that is what actually happens a lot of times, she refuses to go to anyhere where such things take place.

Brightest Star In The World That Day......

 In the Calle. Amaya
Not sayin where
After walkin up 5 flights of stairs
Heavy with child an all the rest
We, María an me sat down
Sat down to watch your fairy tale like Wedding
We saw an watched in awe
That so beautiful wedding dress
So radiant, so vivacious
So full of life
I never imagined that day
How it would all end
Exclamations we made in between
Coffee an pastas
How lovely, how beautiful
The other one I did not even look at
I was seeing the love in your eyes
That was what held me there
An that long long flowing dress
Your name was Diana
Brightest star amongs the rest.

Nuff said Diana I would not have wanted to live your life not even for a day but the wedding memories of your fleeting happiness still stay an Spain an England just for once at peace an content.xxx

Mon Amour The Best Of The Best For Sure.......

 The only one that sang on his own
No dancers, no backing
No super flashy lights
No gimmicks or other fancy stuff
You gave it all you got
Memorable performance
Will always stay with us
You did your Country proud
For us you are the winner
The number ONE
Powerful, yet gentle voice
Even standing away from the mike
You were still singing away
Proving the talent and the strength
Your name is S. M. from Fr......xxx
So very well done S. M. very well done.xxx

Going to keep the peace going as long as I can much love.xxx

 They say if the shoe fits wear it
Wear those shoes as long as its good
Good for you and everyone else
Peace is my idea today
Don´t give a fig
A fig where anyone is from
We all deserve that peace
That inner nurturing
That inner kindness to ourselves
I had an am holding a image
Of us all around the world
Reaching out to each other
To each other in peace
I have spent my whole life being
Being the peace maker in that house
The doer an havin to say
Things that had to be said an done
They were not willing to pull or push that cart
Not ever at all
So I deserve some peace away from all that
Gonna keep that peace goin as long as I can
You can bet on it
Peace has always been my own mission
Have never had very much of that
For being outspoken sometimes
I won myself enemies
Because they did´nt want their apple cart upset
But I had to say an do it
Even though I did not want to
Even though I did not want to.

Its A Shame That You Cannot Pick Up The Scent Of This.....

 If you live here you have to work hard at finding flowers, real flowers that is or the real scent of any of them.
By the River here is a kind of Bush I think it is as all the leaves are on it.
Hard to tell really as its all behind closed gates and a big dog barking warning you off.
I have had big dogs here an there an I can tell by their bark when they mean business.
So after after a whole hour an a half of walking round a different place
It seemed like a castle in the clouds
A kind of thing from outer space
A lot of bushes
Must be a gardener around
But alas no flowers of any kind
They just don´t do that here
Its very hard to find an appreciate them
They just don´t do gardens or the like
So when she came across the huge sprays of berries
Hanging off from very old walls
Part of the walls are a thousand years old
Although they don´t give off a scent
The dark green an red colours
Are very vibrant
Last part afore gettin home
That beautiful lemon scented whatever it is
The aroma of it hits the air
Sort of like lemon an lime
She means real lemons that is
She means what real lemons smell like
An lime she well knows what real lime is too.


Nuff said I had no idea that they had built such a big complex up there behind all that greenery put a photo in or two if I can so you can see what I mean but no photo of the actual place.

When Roses Are Deffo Deffo Not Roses Or Anything Like It......

 Not feeling the "Valentine Stuff"?
She certainly did not pick up
Pick up the "connective" ambience
A so called rose
A so called rose
Way too over priced
Did not even look much like a real rose
No scent  petals all rough an scratchy
She put it back in it place
So called other flowers
Looked more like plastic than anything else
Had no scent
None whatsoever
To her dismay nothing felt like "Valentine´s Day"
Nothing at all
Except that she chose to feel it in her own way
In her own way was so much better
She has grown up with "real roses" in the garden
Very soft petals like velvet
With real thorns around
A deep heavenly scent
An aroma that filled the air
Don´t try to tell her that was a rose
It was anything but that
But no matter the memory of a real rose
Is still there
It still prevails.

Paris, France, Mon Amour He Sings With Such Passion..........

 Okay so I don´t care where he is from
I am listening to an amazing voice
He is from France
Singing with an incredible sensitivity
He sings with a passion
Beautiful silky sensual tones
That is quite unlike any other
I think his name his singer name is Slimane
What a beautiful voice to hear in these turbulent days
He takes away the grey sky
He allows in the light
He allow in the sun
Going for Eurovision 2024
Wishing him the best of luck
He is a real winner for sure
Just like La Zarra or La Zara
Please excuse my spelling
I can read French much better than speak it.

Nuff said loved France´s entry last year very sensual singer an understood every word she sang no muffled stuff you have to throw your voice when you sing no shyness there.
I feel he is singing the France of other times of yonder times yore.
He gives you France on a plate an Paris is at the top of the slate.
Very proud of him an the very light penetrating way he has put it all across.
I have a very good ear for music even now, even now.xxx