Twirling Swirling he sang a song of old new
Saying thank you thank you God for the feast
I was hungry sad lonely until he told me the way
Go go to mother’s house and she will feed you for you are the sweetest of sweet
Tears laughter bubbling within she watched watched as he danced one step two step twirl swirl and opened his beak and sang long long
Looking at the others he invited dance and sing with him for our Poppa God and Jesus loves us true they do
By
Felicia McCaw
Sunday, January 31, 2016
Wednesday, January 20, 2016
Wilheminia Marie & Wilma Dene McCaw
Born on a day of sun they came fast hard quick
Exasperating until a funny they perform lighten the countenance
Tinkle Tinkle goes the laughter that makes a mind wonder and cry
Different but same they secret until the days grow long
Independent free and law abiding they say yes
Quiet Quiet for they feel for their children future and self
By
Felicia McCaw
Exasperating until a funny they perform lighten the countenance
Tinkle Tinkle goes the laughter that makes a mind wonder and cry
Different but same they secret until the days grow long
Independent free and law abiding they say yes
Quiet Quiet for they feel for their children future and self
By
Felicia McCaw
Sunday, January 17, 2016
A Wood Woman
One day a woman of wood stood in the sun and became anew
She watched all with looks of scowls and mean eye
Looking at all with no emotion she acknowledge full stoicism hers
Contrary Contrary she looked as her heart died
Wind rain snow she stood fast and rolled an eye this way and that and hissed sighing louder louder
Debating on why she saw a sight that stirred her curiosity intrigue and made her alive
Running running she picked up an infant of lost and made her her own and scowl no more emotion she felt free contrary no more eyes rolled no more for her heart jumped and cried mine with sweetness of all joy
Now a wood woman no more
By
Felicia McCaw
She watched all with looks of scowls and mean eye
Looking at all with no emotion she acknowledge full stoicism hers
Contrary Contrary she looked as her heart died
Wind rain snow she stood fast and rolled an eye this way and that and hissed sighing louder louder
Debating on why she saw a sight that stirred her curiosity intrigue and made her alive
Running running she picked up an infant of lost and made her her own and scowl no more emotion she felt free contrary no more eyes rolled no more for her heart jumped and cried mine with sweetness of all joy
Now a wood woman no more
By
Felicia McCaw
Blood and its Magic
Inspired by A Drop of Blood, written by Paul Showers, Illustrated by Don Madden.
Inside spiraling like a tree is vessels of veins that carry blood everywhere inside our bodies freely
If a prick of skin makes a hole out flows the blood to wash the spot and prepare for healing today
Whether large or small comes what may the flow free to sanitize the spot to build a fibrin net to scab
Blood is full of cells of red that float in plasma oceans
Tiny Tiny are the cells that joyously dance and play for they are round flat and look like a mint of gold
Magic is the blood for they move like busy traffic lanes coming going flowing rich free
Puff Puff is the oxygen in the red cells that received its help help from the lungs to deliver to all muscles bones brain stomach intestines and your heart
Assimilate fine is food food into liquid of nourish to blood which helps everything strong grow to every bone muscles fingers toes brain
Taping along is white cells bigger bigger than red cells but fewer fighting fighting with protective care against germs with capricious appetite devouring all
Platelets run run cover a cut by helping build a net of fibrin threads catching red white cells within to form a scab of protective cover
Revolving evolving over over red white cells platelets begin anew day by day replacing renewing renewing over over
By
Felicia McCaw
Inside spiraling like a tree is vessels of veins that carry blood everywhere inside our bodies freely
If a prick of skin makes a hole out flows the blood to wash the spot and prepare for healing today
Whether large or small comes what may the flow free to sanitize the spot to build a fibrin net to scab
Blood is full of cells of red that float in plasma oceans
Tiny Tiny are the cells that joyously dance and play for they are round flat and look like a mint of gold
Magic is the blood for they move like busy traffic lanes coming going flowing rich free
Puff Puff is the oxygen in the red cells that received its help help from the lungs to deliver to all muscles bones brain stomach intestines and your heart
Assimilate fine is food food into liquid of nourish to blood which helps everything strong grow to every bone muscles fingers toes brain
Taping along is white cells bigger bigger than red cells but fewer fighting fighting with protective care against germs with capricious appetite devouring all
Platelets run run cover a cut by helping build a net of fibrin threads catching red white cells within to form a scab of protective cover
Revolving evolving over over red white cells platelets begin anew day by day replacing renewing renewing over over
By
Felicia McCaw
A Good Acorn
Boisterous laughter filled the air as rivers of delight tickled teeth of two
Head of hair cascading down shoulders of slim as she looked with lashes of long curly laugh
Fa la la la la she song a song in sweet soprano of clear high sweet of melodies of many
Looking at her feet of small she danced and sighed for her debut to scintillate and sparkle as rainbow’s wish for dreams to exist more more
Scrolls of colors of blue beguiled the sky as clouds of fluffy came below and pleaded sweet to step on me as we begin the travel of more more
Sitting straight as rose she waved with sweetness as the world revolved hello and serenaded her gently back
Smiles of love cascading in luminous thoughts as she became the new marvels of language became none as sweetness waltz by and grace became all as dignity descended full
A good acorn became the heart
By
Felicia McCaw
Head of hair cascading down shoulders of slim as she looked with lashes of long curly laugh
Fa la la la la she song a song in sweet soprano of clear high sweet of melodies of many
Looking at her feet of small she danced and sighed for her debut to scintillate and sparkle as rainbow’s wish for dreams to exist more more
Scrolls of colors of blue beguiled the sky as clouds of fluffy came below and pleaded sweet to step on me as we begin the travel of more more
Sitting straight as rose she waved with sweetness as the world revolved hello and serenaded her gently back
Smiles of love cascading in luminous thoughts as she became the new marvels of language became none as sweetness waltz by and grace became all as dignity descended full
A good acorn became the heart
By
Felicia McCaw
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