A Tiara of Flowers

No flower to atier a head of curls

A lark of song to be continued without a thought

Summery days long they go as the wind blows

Ascend through the thought as mirage occurs

Placid as water still the thought become necessary

Quiet as sparrow’s nest as empty times of trouble becomes

Wonder questioning and still the necessary becomes a trouble

The mirage may still befuddle the elucid

Serif as the time of duty is the flower of tiara

Conjecture conjecture is the applause of a well rehearsed thought of unknown but revealed it clear as bell as free

Semiotics as the colloquial fool spurts expression of semblance of rhyme as ribbed of ribald a thought of ricochet reversion

Nomads of beguiled nonconformity of native mycology that befuddles the mystic as state of naivety

The mode of mien bespeaks the chariots of all that memoirs a metaphor of mettle and becomes a tiara of flowers

By

Felicia McCaw

Little Babaji

Inspired by the Story of Little Babaji, written by Helen Bannerman.

In a country of India lived a young boy of little whose name was
Babaji

His mother a seamstress sewed sewed on her trestle of stitch every day every day she made garments of wonder

His father a maker of brass to sculpture of vases and pots with lace of engravings of scrolls of delicate trails that delighted the eye embraced each of fruit divine

His maman of love made him a red coat of fit for a little man of happy a pair of blue trousers to fill his spirit of manhood

Not to be undone his papa brought him a beautiful green umbrella and a pair of purple shoes with laughing crimson soles and linings

Preening before them all Little Babaji looked a prince of men as he stood tall and strutted proud on his walk in the jungle

Strolling along he met a tiger who threatened him real to eat him up

Cringing with fear Little Babaji said pleadingly I’ll give you my coat of red for I am Pride

The tiger went away strutting away in his coat of pride of red and said I’m the grandest in World of Jungle

Traveling on with fear his partner Little Babaji met another tiger who growled I’m going to eat you up quick

Thinking quick he said I’ll give you my pants of blue for I am Conceit

Prancing away the tiger left in his pants of conceit of blue and said I’m the grandest in World of Jungle

Traveling on with more fear as his accessory companion Little Babaji met a third tiger who rolled his eyes ferocious intent purring mean I’m going to eat you up whole

Mind in a whirl of disbelief he said I’ll give you my shoes of purple with laughing crimson soles and crimson linings for I am Greed

Quizzical was the tiger’s response what use is your shoes to me for I have four feet and you two

Being ingenious Little Babaji told the tiger of considerable thought that he could wear them on his ears and with his concession he told him I won’t eat you up this time and left pleased saying I’m the grandest in World of Jungle

Tiptoeing quietly Little Babaji and hope for safety continued on until he met another tiger who layed in wait on a tree with a look of hungry ravenous intent who threatened to eat him up yum

Increduity etched Little Babaji’s face what now can I give but my trusty umbrella of green for I am Selfish

Curiosity curiosity won the tiger’s attention as he considered the proposition seriously and asked what can I do with your umbrella when I have no hands to carry it and need my paws to walk

A natural ingénue of skill and refine Little Babaji said artlessly to the tiger you could tie it to your tail and be cool dry anytime and with teeth of agleam the tiger said so I can and accepted the agreement and went away happy and said I won’t eat you at all and exclaimed I’m the grandest in World of Jungle

Tears aflowing fast and long Little Babaji continued on crying for all he had was gone and the tigers had taken everything and then he heard the tigers fighting over who was the grandest of all in the World of Jungle and he hid quietly

Asking with hopeful glee Little Babaji said does anyone want my clothing and since they answered him not all he dressed with elation and left them fighting and said those intimidated always pray for a good end

By

Felicia McCaw

Eve and the Continuance of her Play

A woman of remarkable beauty to be untold, unseen for the sight of her turned even Medusa into stone for the very jealousy she became

Coquette, flirtatious clear delineation of remorse she portray for she know God forgives her all for she is Adam’s mate

Acknowledging all of God’s commands she concedes but innocence innocence wins out and curiosity leds her mind to beguiled

Contentment of her lot ruled her mind but amingle with the newness of aware of the state of naked that she blushed of embarrass

Acknowledging the knowledge of newly learned for she watched the animals in mate and play whose rituals taunted her mockingly as she chafed to know to know the same

Teasing teasing she cajoled Adam Adam to sin sin as the serpent whispered in her ear to entice entice him all

Adam Adam unhappy sad for he failed his Father hid from him his naked all for he knew his sin would please him not but Eve was his mate forever thru

Eve shyness of new became her full for her blush suffused her all as she hid from Adam and played a song of siren that could not be denied

God came and disciplined them both from Eden was and they were thrust outside and made to live as mortals to suffer the sin of man and her to suffer the sin of woman for she continues to play

By

Felicia McCaw

The Dance of the Rabbit and Fox

Inspired by Rabbit and Fox, written by Joseph Bruchac, located in The Boy who lived with the Bears and other Iroquois stories.

A day of ordinary when animal and man could speak and understand all between fluently

Snow afrost the ground thick fluffy highlighting tracks aglow bright silhouettes

Rabbit bouncing smart fast on a walk of none different encountered Fox on hunt to eat him quick

Rabbit desperate desperate spoke a word of magic and his moccasins danced danced tracks tracks to lure Fox from path path

Fox a tracker of keen followed tracks of tracks happy happy to be on Rabbit’s trail

Rabbit happy smiled deep as Fox ran by chasing a trail of false and flew quick in opposite direction to hopeful safety

Fox realizing led false backtracked and followed trail of true through the bush of concealment and traveled light swift a track through snow until he found a woman of old

Sitting on ground of cold she had blanket and strange hat with two feathers from top and Fox asked have you seen a rabbit go by quick

Nodding her head yes he was skinny as a leaf and flew on the wind I barely saw him did I and he was not worth catching him to eat was he

Fox puffed his chest out pride with hunger stating factually I am going to eat him with savage bites for I am his last site

The Old Woman looked at him with eyes of shrewd and pity saying obviously you are a great hunter of hunters as my son who hunts only for foxes of quick wits and said look behind you he comes

As Fox looked the Old Woman became the rabbit and clubbed him in head of stone and ran fast as fleet

Fox woke slowly for even a head of stone was intelligent to know that Rabbit had bested him true and begun to follow his tracks glittering in snow

Continuing on Fox followed tracks of tracks for periods of long until a tree of plenty of grove revealed an Old Man of Medicine wrapped in blanket of warm cooking pot of soup wearing a strange hat with two feathers from top and Fox looked looked for the rabbit tracks ended where he sat

Fox inquisitive question of question asked the Old Man of Medicine did you see a rabbit go by?

The Old Man of Medicine looked at him with eyes of wise and said yes I did and he looked sickly, frail and a poor meal to eat

Boasting loud Fox said I am with chest out going to eat that rabbit when I catch him

Eyes atwinkle with hidden amusement the Old Man of Medicine nodded his head and said I see you made up your mind and determined to follow your mind of mind and how did you get the lump of huge on your head?

Fox of embarrassed thought lied quick I ran into a tree on a night of dark sight and offering alleged solicitude the Old Man of Medicine rubbed the bump on Fox’s head and suddenly shouted look look the Eagle is landing the Eagle is landing

Fox look with quickness of eye and before he knew a thought the Old Man of Medicine hit him on his head of stone and another lump became the twin of another and he became the Rabbit and ran away

Fox woke with head of woe and said if I see anybody with two feathers I will eat him quick for I know it’s the Rabbit hiding secret

Glittering in the snow was Rabbit’s tracks and Fox’s eyes glimmered with mean intent as he ran ran faster faster until he almost flew determined to eat Rabbit

Rabbit looked looked and said I’m tired and looked for an illusion to fool Mr. Fox so he could live

Predictable as usual Fox came looking looking and found a log with two feathers abreast and ate ate until he consumed the rotten log and decided to his woe rabbits don’t taste good and with his mind warped he went away sick with his own pay

Rabbit the Victor in thoughts of high prevailed looked looked laughing to self I won I won I live

By

Felicia McCaw

No Name Brother of the Bears

Inspired by The Boy who lived with the Bears, written by Joseph Bruchac, located in The Boy who lived with the Bears and other Iroquois stories.

Many moons ago a boy named No Name lived in a village of people called the Haudenosaunee

Orphaned young he lived with uncle of cruel who treated him as nothing

Resented and hated by his uncle who feed him little as sparrow and clothes of thin rages of near naught was his reward for being good. Poor No Name was respect of respect for all and ever was his heart troubled for he worked harder harder for love to be given to him

Uneasy he went went with his uncle of hunt hunt in area of unknown and told to flush out prey from cave of small as he went in further a boulder blocked passage to freedom

Cries of sorrow and tears of bitter trailed down cheeks as he realized his uncle betrayed him and left him to reside within and die

Singing a song of friendship he curled his arms around shoulders of thin and rocked sad

Hearing an echo of his song returned he song and they sang until the rock rolled away

Crawling free of the cave he saw many people of people the spirit of true gave the brave bears, the deers of fleet, the foxes of sly, the wolves of love, the beavers of build, the muskrats of travel far, the squirrels of trickery, the wood chucks of chisel, the chipmunks of wood chips and the moles of small compassion and friendship to help him and became his family’s love

All of the people of people offered him home of home to keep him safe happy accepting offer of old mother bear he decided to be a bear

Two years passed quick swift and they dwelled long amiable being cautious of hunters of hunters Heavy Foot, Flapping Jars, Bumps into Trees, Falls in the Lake, Two Legs and Four Legs creeping following close far
Hiding in the log was they Mother Bear, two bear cubs and the boy for hunters of persistent with smoke to flush them out of the log blowing fierce

Remembering belatedly that he was a Two Legs he called stop stop stop don’t hurt us this is my family

Crawling from the log the boy looked at the Two Legs and to his surprise it was his uncle who left him years ago in the cave with boulder

Pleading forgiveness he explained he didn’t know why he left him but when he came back he was gone and he thought he was consumed whole by animals many

The boy said no I was adopted and cared for by Mother Bear and her two cubs and now we all become one family and live together long with much love in our heart for us all for each one great

By

Felicia McCaw

An Arrow Proves True

Inspired by Arrow to the Sun, by Gerald McDermott, A Pueblo Indian Tale.

Upon a time when the Sun Gods ruled the Earth the Lord of Sun enlightened the Earth and made it rich fruitful with life

Traveling with intelligent speed from the sun through skies of clouds it arrived at a house of where a young maiden of tribe of pueblo lived

Enticing the fruit of life a boy came into the world of men to start
Living young until older he played in the house of pueblo excluded from games of recreation for orphaned was he and mocked fiercely

Sad was the lot of his and his mother for his ostracism hurt him so and he decided to search search for him wherever his journey lead him

Traveling traveling he asked corn planter to lead him to his father but was ignored left the way and continued in the world of men

Continuing he went to the pot maker he asked can you lead me to my father and once again he was ignored and her work proceeded on long

Fortitude persistence allowed him to go to the arrow maker of wisdom and asked if he could lead him to his father and replied he with a special arrow that became the boy

Craftmanship denied not the arrow maker fitted the boy to bow and arched wide into the sky and he traveled far to the sun

Arriving as the time allowed he saw the Lord of Son and his smile and declare loudly proclaimed him Father and his
announcing that he was his sun

Looking at him full he said you must pass the rituals of four chamber that follow as The Kiva of Lions, The Kiva of
Serpents, the Kiva of Bees, and the final Kiva of Lightening

Fierce and unafraid he told his father I will I will endure these trials to prove my worth my worth my worth

Enduring the trials of three of the final trial of Lightening he became transformed and filled with the Power of Sun of Strength renewed and rejoiced with his father for he became a vessel to bring his spirit to all men and women

The boy became the arrow transformed and travelled home to Earth and his mother in the small pueblo ad later celebrated his finding his father and becoming a man in the Dance of Life

By

Felicia McCaw

A Story of A Boy called Tikki

Inspired by Tikki Tikki Tembo, written or retold by Arlene Mosel.

Upon a time of the yen a boy of unusual favor became a winner of the favor

Being the first son of honor he excelled at all games of play

A kite aflying she went with Tikki and watched it float high on rivers of air as it whooshed by

Being used to his witticisms his second brother savored all and forged ahead and became the like of his first one day of not attend and the game of free play escalated full of frolic fun between Tikki and his brother and in went his second brother in the well of unending deep

Running to his Mother of Honorable deeds he called my brother is in the well deep help help

Feet flying the old man came with ladder of magic and went down down into the well and drew him to himself and carried him out

The Old man with much wisdom had came and propelled the water out and breathe in sweet air of life and became himself again and said my name is Chang and I am good for something and saved Tikki when he fell into the well of deep

By

Felicia McCaw

A Train went a Choo Choo Choo

A train went a choo choo cha cha cha ba ba

Then it went a boo boo ha ha ha ha

Next it said hi hi hi hi hello hello hello

Following it came a cat who said meow meow meow

Then the cat said milk milk milk milk

The train asked why why why why

The cat said because I am

By

Felicia McCaw

The Path

As we walk the Path of Glory, we watch and we pray for our Lord God of our almighty savior to come amidst us and save us as we take step by step.

I am feared in the common thought, we’re scared but we march on for the right the right to be free and have free will and thought.

All of us love this country and we unite all races to foil all against the common invasion that erodes the morality of this country.

We care we care all of us are one shade under the skin. Our children mean much to us and we are the protector of the young to teach them to work, be moralistic, learn and evolve this nation.

The Path it calls it calls deep in our soul. We must walk it walk it steady even though we fear we fear we walk to our destiny anyway. We are a nation under siege for we are divided and the enemy knows our weakness and uses it fiercely against us. But, is it a weakness or a ploy that is used in strategic play? Does a thought cost much or is it infamy in itself?

This Path we walk for the Glory of Fight to stand against those of corrupt nature that would contaminate this country’s virtue that says we are our word and our word is our sword against all who would dare to insidiously undercut us with detrimental laments of insults that degrade the soul of this nation.

We are indeed watchful, careful and skeptical of unnatural occurrences that defy conventional explanations in time of racial tension. Although, we see and look all things are not perceptible at first glance but persistent observation reveals much.

As time progresses, the strengthening and reinforcing of us all on this Path that we travel together shows a nation in healing. As we heal and help others we all heal. We all evolve and move humankind further along.

By

Felicia McCaw

The Birth and Beginning Life of Gluscabi

Inspired by The Coming of Gluscabi, located in Native American Stories by Joseph Bruchac.

Tabaldak the creator of human beings dusted his hands of
dust

Emerging from the dust Gluscabi became and said wonderful am I be

Tabaldak looked at him astonished of how he Odzihozo who was once named Gluscabi made himself from nothing evolved to wonder

The owner walked with Odzihozo once named Gluscabi and said behold all that I created the world, oceans, rivers and lakes in my mind the image of all wish I

By

Felicia McCaw

Bluebonnet

(A tale of Indian Folklore)

Inspired by The Legend of the Blue Bonnet, written by Tommie DePaola

A sun of hot fierce rose high in sky as commanche tribe of prayed prayed for revelation

Land of parched thrist cried I am dying dying and I cannot nourish the people

The tribe sang sang a song request for rain rain to grow the land green green with life life

Three days three days they sang sang and waited waited and no rain came to heal the land

Famine drought high this young old fierce hard and left few of both

She-Who-Is-Alone sat silently thinking the shaman will pray pray for rain and soon we will all be once plentiful

All alone the people cared for her a orphan with a doll of warrior to call her own

The people gave offerings of what was important to them with the great spirits saying a whispery yes on the wind and waited for one brave girl to bring new life to her people

She-Who-Is-Alone gave her doll of love as sacrifice and the great spirit said I accept your offering from the innocence of your heart I will grant rain and new life to the tribe of commanche

Looking at her with awe the shaman changed her name to Bluebonnet for her hair was decorated with coronet of braids with flowers of blue interwoven and it rained rained as tears of thankfulness pored from eyes of soft brown and was also known as the One-Who-Dearly-Loved-Her-People.

By

Felicia McCaw

Grandmother Spider

Inspired by How Grandmother Spider stole the Sun, written by Joseph Bruchach, Located in Native American Stories.

On a occasion the Earth was created dawn and first with light of none

All the animals and people grumbled long hard we cannot sea for we stumble and fail

The animals being more atune to God knew the way to ask for light to beam bright and long

The bear said I heard it called the sun held captive by people on side where we cannot go and will share not

Steal steal the sun was the idea agreed amongst them all for need we all to see as they question reason

A fox being small quickly sly said I will I will steal it but alas he placed in a place of vulnerable and his tongue became black of burnt

Next, the possum tried to steal and her tail of bushy became bare for it burned it hot and she dropped the sun

Smarter than all Grandmother Spider stole the sun in a bag of webbing she made and had the buzzard fly high high high until the top of sky became home and placed it there for light became universal

By

Felicia McCaw

TO: PRESIDENT OBAMA - The Search for Lincoln, Jefferson, Madison and Roosevelt

October 7, 2014

TO: President Obama

From: Felicia McCaw

The Search for Lincoln, Jefferson, Madison and Roosevelt continues as the future propels us forward

Fortuitous for us our search is simple enough by reading history books and savoring all the wonderful aspirations, wishes and goals for the people of America…our own Sweet Liberty and gracious United States and the people therein.

We are the personified result of what they strove for, died for and dreamed for. We are their children and our children are theirs also.

I am just indeed a humble servant prevailing again on the sweet benevolence of all people on this planet. Please give us a chance to redeem ourselves…we are still young, naïve but brave enough to stand and admit our wrong and put our shoulder to the rock to help correct and rectify any wrong done unintentionally or has been perceived as intentional.

As our forefathers knew, a turn of phrase is sometimes viewed with hostility that was never meant but cultural differences sometimes hide hidden nuances and secret amusement at verbal usage that is not meant cruelly but is thought of as intentional cruelty.

To our mortification we find our self embedded in an intriguing phenomenal well worth studying and personal observation. A situation that all would say needs to be curtailed with swift admonishments and relayance of possible repercussions of said behavior could result in. Once appraised anyone with any cognitive thought immediately stops a behavior detrimental to this country that involves scandalous behavior that could bring disgrace to us as citizens, lawmakers, legislators and all visitors to this country.

We praise God for all before us (Lincoln, Jefferson, Madison and Roosevelt) who showed the world how they handled scandal that they were unwillingly thrust in and the invasion of privacy that all politicians find themselves in sooner or later due to view differences or attitudes of how a political coup should be handled.

All stood unfortunately for a friend and was held accountable for his actions that became crucial and detrimental to a career just budding and had to be severed in order to continue forward and be the great men they are and still are and as affective to the future.
I feel that we are at cross purposes and wish to reestablish that my position is for anyone who protects the weak, the underdog, the downtrodden, hurt, infirmed and those set upon with cruelty.

I am just one but soon I will be a number amongst the many for we protect that which is ours with no hesitation and punish those who divert the purpose of this country.

Forever the servant of her majesty and the president of this sweet country and other leaders who have been deprived of what I feel is the essence of breath – RESPECT.

I am here to help push this country forward if I have to trudge in the mud myself to help win our future for our children, men and women.
Never fear for someone does care and does not life to be manipulated.


Caring always SIRS

Zeus and His Family

(Based on Mythology)
Inspired by Zeus, D'Aulaires' Book of Greek Myths, written by Ingri and Edgar Parin D'Aulaires.

A small he was when delivered into hands of gentle nymphs and fed of sweet ambrosia and nectar from the goat Amaltheia restricted only to gods only

Growing rapidly Zeus strode tall stronger than Cronus could ever be leaving the cave of secret with amused smile

Killing Amaltheia he gifted the nymphs with the horns of plenty and for himself he made a breastplate of impenetrability known as the Aegis of shield

Zeus being of young age chose Metis for his first wife and being of impudence not she was the giver of all good advice

Metis being of practical prudence known gave Cronus his desire of desire a herb to make him unconquerable but fate as will of truth knew his trickery deserved trickery back and the herb of supposed magic became his downfall and freed all his sons and daughters of five he had devoured along with the stone

All known as Hades, Poseidon, Hestia, Demeter, and Hera joined with Zeus against Cronus and seeing his defeat he surrendered his powers and fled

Zeus became Lord Lord of the Universe wide and shared his powers freely with his brothers and sisters but all appreciate not his generosity and rebelled and revolted the new rule

Titans and sons clashed mightly with the new gods and called Hera Hera the liar the liar and she cursed them all and smiled at each’s misery

Miserable miserable still the Titans and sons refused the rule fighting continuously as they bred bred and came over and over thrilling at the violence of battle

Prometheus and his sane brother Epimetheus left the Titans to join Zeus for rights of laws and Prometheus view of premonitions

Zeus being of fair right freed Gaea, Mother of Earth’s monstrous sons from Tartarus and they forged battle after battle in gratitude to be free with the cyclopes fighting with weapons of might

Poseidon grasped the trident forged by the cyclopes said thunder and it only did when it struck the ground and the earth shook only, rain and it only rained when he struck the sea and waves of froth stood mountain high and what need have I of this when my mind does this as well and gave it to Zeus

Hades invisible cap of elusive made his ability to strike his enemies unseen and Zeus’s lightening bolts made him the mightiest god of all and with the other gods in battle they soon crushed the Titans to end a battle of bitter

Defeated in battle the Titans were locked without the world to see them in Tartarus with Gor, Morphon, Ezale to guard them at gates of no escape

Atlas, the symbolistic and strongest of the Titans of virtue strong was sent to carry the vault of sky at the ends of the world guarding Bromok forever his fate

Gaea, Mother of Earth angered fierce at her sons the Titans removal into the pit of Tartarus that she brought forth Typhon and Echidna to fight and defeat Zeus and free her sons

Fierce deadly they intimidated gods to flee in terror in form of animals to escape unscathed but Zeus took measure of his heart, mind, soul and turned to fight anyway even if he perished and seeing him stand the other gods came to help fight the two monstrous

A battle of indescribable occurred between them and many living creatures died during the tumultuous clash but as Typhon picked up Mount Aetna to hurl it at the gods Zeus prevailed and struck him with one hundred thunderbolts and pinned him beneath where he lays today

Zeus generous and feeling charitable spared Echnidna and her offspring of six to challenge future heroes
Gaea, Mother of Earth struggled struggled to free Typhon but gave up as futility realized and focused on restoring the earth and as all became as before Zeus ruled in peace

Olympus was built by the talented cyclopes on top of Mount Olympus with entry allowable by the gods themselves and Sweet Iris had a path of her own leaving flowers of rainbow as she ran errands for the gods between Olympus and Earth

Seated on thrones of twelve were Hera, Ares, Hephasestus, Aphrodite, Hermes, Demeter, Persephone, Poseidon, Athens, Apollo, Artemus, Dionysus and Hestia, goddess of sacred fire and keeper of all gentleness with Zeus on the highest throne and the absent Hades, eldest brother of Zeus, who was Lord of the Dead and mysteries beyond life who was himself a deity of separate and had his own rights of power

Being of divine Ichor and right immortality was the gift of all and happy they lived even with the clash of wills which passed soon as Zeus order swift

By

Felicia McCaw

Cronus Cronus Lord of the Universe

(Based on Mythology)
Inspired by Cronus, D'Aulaires' Book of Greek Myths, written by Ingri and Edgar Parin D'Aulaires.

Reining proud high on mountain of the most high on Earth he ruled as supreme

Obeyed by will the other gods appeased him and early man devoted time and worshipped him

Golden was the age when peace and happy reined free as men and gods killed each other not and stole nay

Cronus defied his mother’s request to free his monstrous ugly brothers and knew he plotting cunning to bring him to fall for he knew she waited waited for one strong to oppose him wrong

Predicting the strength of his all of whom were gods born of his Titaness Wife Rhea he swallowed them all to cast aside no threat to him and his rule

A son of sixth came aforth and Rhea schemed and cheated her husband of his predilection and gave him stone instead of her child wrapped swaddled to devour instead and spirited hid her son far away

Cronus Cronus afooled this once made Rhea happy happy to have son survive for his name was Zeus the God of little became the God of Thunder Rain Hell Domain and grew in cave of secret with the conspiracy hid by sprites of noisy battle

By

Felicia McCaw

Hera Wife of Zeus

(Based on Mythology)
Inspired by Hera, D'Aulaires' Book of Greek Myths, written by Ingri and Edgar Parin D'Aulaires.

Arth beautiful was the call of a trio of men who looked looked fainted for sheer ecstasy at Hera long

A jealous of her husband was Hera that brought forth fits of temper of rival a tempest in storm

Hatred bloomed fierce between Zeus other wives and herself and when Zeus asked her for her hand in marriage she refused

Enamored entranced by her beauty Zeus turned himself into a bird of distress needing shelter from a storm and consoling him Hera cuddled it close until alas

Zeus restored himself to form and kissed her until her heart fainted and became his

All nature became ahappy and bloomed bloomed as none before and happily Gaea, Mother Earth gave Hera a little tree of apples gold that granted immortality

Eyes a sparkle with happiness Hera placed it in the Garden of Hesperides to be guarded by a hundred head dragon and cared for by the three nymphs

Although Zeus loved Hera he was fond of the women in Greece and became enthralled with the thought of children and more children to pass on his greatness and be great heroes and rulers

Jealousy ruled Hera as she tormented his other wives and children and followed Zeus quiet close

Knowing his way of trickery with women and to not be deceived she devised methods to circumvent his play by pretending to not know the pretty cow was a woman in disguise and requested it for herself gift please may

Summoning Argus of the Hundred Eyes, her servant to watch Io, the cow time escape time Hera smiled smug to know her plot to thwart his amorous adventure and set it amiss succeeded

Argus watched Io, the cow as she ate grass abet reluctantly praying for help help to free her mortal self from Zeus’s spell

Zeus compassion ruled him well as he saw Io’s distress and requested his son Hermes to set a ruse of secret to free her quick

Hermes stories of stories told to Argus became his downfall for he fell to sleep sleep of boredom long as each eye closed closed sleeping sleeping until all became still and he passed fully until death song its sweet miserable song

Clever deed done Io ran home to Inachos, her father the
River God and tale told he attacked Zeus fierce and as the battle commenced Zeus reined supreme and all ceased

Hera outraged at Argus death and the cow freed she sent a gadfly to sting her continuously and the eyes of Argus were given to her favorite bird the peacock as his most ostentatious adornment

Io ran ran until she came to Egypt and they fell to their knees and worshiped her and she became an Egyptian goddess after Zeus promised Hera he would never see her again
Io lived long under the benevolent Gods’ eye and her descendants ruled long in Egypt and Greece

Remembering always Hera knew the value of her worth to Zeus and look aside from his way

By

Felicia McCaw

ASSAULT ON A PREGNANT WOMAN WITH INTENT TO KILL ALL

TO: ALL LEGISLATORS, SENATORS OF COUNCIL, REPRESENTATIVES OF EACH STATE AND COUNTY) AND ALL WHO EXHIBIT AND APPLY THE LAW

FROM: FELICIA MCCAW
Concerned Citizen, Oppressed and for the Poor

RE: Assaults with Deadly Intent on Pregnant Women in this Country

I, please to note that the sympathetic call to assist any pregnant woman of any race be kept safe to delivery of any viable fetus who is alive at conception and that any contractual attack on said female in any phase of pregnancy be revenged and the law be applied with no partiality to any man or woman who attacks a woman in any state of enceinte with full intent to harm her physically, mentally, psychologically or with intent to kill her or child(ren) she is pregnant with.

As noticed and speculated upon a callous disregard for female and baby in womb who is proceeding through the stage of procreation and evolving the species has been noted and evidence as a daily occurence. Evolution of the species is a continuous process because pregnancy of yesterday is not the same as today. The very changes in rotation of cycles, cell evolving and mutation of cellular cases has changed and proved if compared to old x-rays and other detailed imagery which provides meticulous diction of veins, cells and inwardly changes of structural intricacies of the womb reflects that this may cause a revolted eruption to cause a deliberate miscarriage if handled or attacked with the slightest physical attack.

The change in diet, chemical alterations of food that we ingest, air asmorophoric changes, structural changes in body types causes a change in the formation of brain, body, heart that beats three times faster than before and causes more affective reproduction of cellular patterns that escalate the continuous revolving of DNA chains to effectively continue the fetus to be viable and changes the womb from day one and motions it forward until it is in a stage of expectancy that affects the entire body that is irreversible until conclusion. Therefore, more care is needed because of the lack of nutritious diet, questionable living conditions, and relative interactions and none or attack by strangers.

Because of this any attack on a pregnant woman should be viewed as one of the highest levels of criminal intent that is obviously premeditated and planned with no care for consequences of a person's death along with the child (viable fetus). All resultive attacks usually end in the of mother and child.

Further a viable fetus is a living organism in incubation stage from day of conception that follows a continuous stage of development and is effectively alive, responsive to outside stimuli and has more than a 72% chance of surviving. Further, pregnancy concluded as a plausible and event that is capable is hailed as a success and any attacks against a female should be given the death sentence with no reprieve and held to its absoluteness and finality without years of death row waiting.

In conclusion, I vote move to No Leniency, No Tolerance for any attack on any pregnant woman whether in prison or not and they be given the sentence of prison without parole or the death sentence be swift as applied justice.

By

Felicia McCaw

The Baby in the Jar

Small enough to fit in palm of hand little quiet were they all

He cooed quietly as he nestled in comfort as thumb became his blanket warmth

Features of delicate sketch showed ancestry of races combined

Frame of symmetry reflected sculpture of form to full pleasing to increase to each phase of manhood

Diamond of sapphire lights circled his head ahalo as he opened one eye and sleepily watched his mother coo to her daughter of twin

As he her features were finer sweet with lips of full red bloom suckling quiet as she laughed giggled as nourishment filled her stomach full

Mother mother she looked in the jar and alas another crawled to the top and said I am he same as the first and I hunger also

Cuddling sweet little she was placed in swaddling clothes and covered warm and he was picked up and feed too until little tummy said I am pleased fine

All three content they all sigh and the stars cried for peace peace peace Lord God peace peace peace

Forgive us not for we fallow and sallow and the tears of Arach cried with sympathy but the war continued and God looked looked and heard heard and kept his counsel still and none knew for he trust not now

Heart aflamed aflame looked aside for she she she

By

Felicia McCaw

The Time of the Titans

(Based on Mythology)
Inspired by The Titans, D'Aulaires' Book of Greek Myths, written by Ingri and Edgar Parin D'Aulaires.

Children of Gaea, Mother Earth and Uranus, God of the Sky called Titans the ones who are first Gods of Unite

Glorious in their strength, and taller than mountains which were subservient as thrones and six Titanneses of beauty unprevailed by any were their offspring of first

Proud of all were the parents Gaea, Mother Earth and Uranus, God of the Sky for fruit divine fell from tree of life as grace provided Titans and Titannesses became one as man and wife

Again Gaea, Mother Earth became fruitful with children of not pleasing to Uranus's eye for they were not handsome for three had one eye and others of all of three had fifty heads and one hundred arms and pressed prevailed he cast them deep from eye sight into Tartans the pit of deepest dark under the Earth where all of foul deserve to be trapped from all eyes who loved the fair and beautiful and pressed not to see the ugly and horrific repulsive sights

Gaea , Mother Earth hurt beyond thought fashioned a weapon of the hardest flint to end the life of her husband for his cruelty to her children to set them free of his tyrannical rule

Questing one to six of the Titans to serve the deed done and watching fear overcome all but one who was Cronus the youngest, bravest and of strength unknown but with depth of great faced his father and prevailed to end his life

Uranus fighting with all his might faltered, stumbled great and conceded the victory won by his son Cronus fled giving up all his powers and all

Gaea, Mother Earth then married Pontus, her second husband of the boundless seas and produced Gods of all watery depths whom then allowed an abundance of life of trees, flowers, crevices, beasts and sprites of merry and early man

By

Felicia McCaw

The Earth and Creation of All

(Based on Mythology)
Inspired by Gaea, Mother Earth, D'Aulaires' Book of Greek Myths, written by Ingri and Edgar Parin D'Aulaires.

Mythos Mythos of thought we all had that a theme or part became a whole as the world revolved all

Gaea, the Earth of fair was young in creation was she revolved evolved out darkness by God himself of time unknown untold

Lonely and sad for none lived on her abided she by herself all

Entertained and seduced by Uranus, the Sky of whom prevailed stars of sparkle in eyes and smile of enchantment to lure her heart amore

Magnificent handsome his guise of beauty enthralled young early whose name Gaea made moans of sweet love caress the air and sky as they joined in love of sweetness undeniable as countless stars witnessed the courtship of duo

Loving and joining freely as love cascaded in rainbows of white purity and she became Mother Earth the Mother of all living on Earth and they adored her with charity love sweet and feared their father Uranus, Lord of the Sky and Universe.

By

Felicia McCaw