Grandparents give us a heritage of one another, an extended family for sharing memories; that is the greatest legacy they can give. The farmland can be sold; stocks can crash with the market. Cousins to catch crawdads with, or help sell lemonade and bait, that is our richest heritage. Rubenesque woman seeks debonair man to dine with. Wine with, spend quality time with. Answer this ad immediately as I may soon be moving on.

Reaching the parts of your mind that other blogs merely make a feint at. We talked for a thousand years. Through drizzle dark and dreary. We came to a city in chaos. That teemed with men in black. And a wind that bit hard. We dreamt of midnight summer. To the halls of exchange.

Sunday, April 15, 2012. He signalled her to wait. A glance on his faded wrist watch showed the time as 8. Collecting the Yaris keys from the front desk he proceeded to the tea stall to sip his fourth cup of tea. I will marry you to a guy who can afford a driver for you. She never got an opportunity to drive the car again. Some friends suggested that agents in nearb.

Sunday, 7 August 2011. His name is Mark Duggan. His name is Mark Duggan. His name is Mark Duggan. His name is Mark Duggan. An organised peaceful protest takes place in Tottenham following the death of Mark Duggan. Somehow this peaceful protest march turns violent. Police are forced to close the roads in Tottenham as rioters clash with police. For a broader summary of events.

June 3, 2012 by yoursupremeoverlord. I wish I could stay here forever. Wandering at twilight among the people I loved. Commiserating with the broken up pieces. Of the lives they led. Dismissed summarily with a hammer. And not a thought to the worth. Of the broken bits and pieces. That were once so beautifully laid. And the hopes and dreams.

POETRY, CREATIVE WRITING AND WHATEVER ELSE APPEALS. Wednesday, February 5, 2014. Tall, proud, centered, strong. Always has known right from wrong. Naturally friendly, bringing light. To one who sleeps outside at night. Hunched before but beaming after. Beautiful woman, bringing laughter. Makes the time to give, to care. Hears the cries from over there. Be done to heal reality? Sees the pictures, big and small. And wise beyond the years.

Between us, a phone call,. A little time, a little distance. Between us, two summers,. A monsoon, a winter. Between us, an ocean,. Between us, my painful love. Hanging from the sides of roofs. Who never saw snow,. In the wonder of my eyes. In the lands sans snow. Me, in the expanse of snow. You take my dreams to the mountains for a trek. Let them soar, I think. Let them touch the clouds.