Somewhere In Between Midnight and O'Clock

Flérida, for me sweeter and tastier than the fruit in another's field, whiter than milk and more beautiful than the April meadow full of flowers

...Rather nice translated too.

Blustery Repository.

Iconically, ironically, platonically or sardonically
Iconic, transonic, myogenic or satanic
Bombastic or elastic
Traversely or diversely
Curious or spurious
Erroneously, mistakenly, blatantly flagrantly or complacency
A word absurd, unheard, deterred or yammered
Convolutions, revolutions, disillusions
Repeated or defeated, conceited or heated
Cold or bold
Frigid or rigid, cited, requited,
Daunted or taunted, haunted or thwarted
No action, reaction, distraction or attraction
A token, misspoken, or wanton or worsen
A stipend or a bend
Of the word at the end.

I know not this post comes under which category
So here it is somewhere in between..
There is a query
Why one come here
Some said 'to know whats going on in the world'
Some to speak about their children (grand)and spouse
They expressed concern they had(about anything & everything)
shared the influence that shaped their lives
They yearned to interact, to be a part of the group
But then often fell outa loop
thru the holes pierced by the
Sarcastic sardonic ironic comments
Think we all have learnt to deal with it
Remember they also belong to the group
and lets enjoy them to
Avoid being left..
But learn to identify the real fun
And play the role that fits you the best..(be it anything).

Here with a Loaf of Bread beneath the Bough,
A Flask of Wine, a Book of Verse - and Thou
Beside me singing in the Wilderness -
And Wilderness is Paradise enow.

I must go down to the sea again,
to the lonely sea and the sky;
I left my shoes and socks there -
I wonder if they're dry?

"In the rosy parks of England
We'll sit and have a drink
Of VP wine and cider 'til we can hardly think..."

If you hear, in a brangling mung,
You're the butt of a winxing ong-tongue,
Lunge for her felly,
Aim for mouth or for belly
Till you've an assything wrung.

Don't sing this with your mouth full of pop-corn.

Tho' I've belted you and flayed you,
By the livin' Gawd that made you,
You're a better man than I am, Gunga Din!

Rudyard Kipling

A Lady, the wonder of her kind,
Whose form was upborne by a lovely mind
Which, dilating, had moulded her mien and motion
Like a sea-flower unfolded beneath the ocean.

Whether that Lady's gentle mind,
No longer with the form combined
Which scattered love, as stars do light,
Found sadness, where it left delight.

PBS.

Things that go 'bump' in the night
Should not really give one a fright.
It's the hole in each ear
That lets in the fear,
That, and the absence of light!

The 300 Most Common Words

A story by Bruce Sterling

The of, and a to in, is you. That it? He for was on -- are as with his they. At be this: "From I have, or by one had not; but what all were." When we there can: an your which!

Their said, "If do will each about, how up out them?" Then she many -- some -- so these would other into. Has more; her two, like him. See, time could no make than first.

Been its who, now. People, my made over did, down only way. Find use; may water long -- little, very after. Words called: "Just where most know!"

Get through, back much before go, good new write. Our used me, man -- too any day. Same right: look, think, also around. Another came; "Come work!" Three word: "Must, because does. "Part, even place. Well, such here take! Why? Things help put years different!

Away again. Off went old number; "Great,"tell men. Say! Small every found still between name?Should Mr Home big give air line? Set own under? Read: "Last? Never us!"

Left end: along, while might next sound. Below, saw something! Thought, "Both? Few those always looked show large! Often together!"
Asked house: "Don't world going want?"

School important -- until one form food keep children. Feet land side -- without boy! Once animal's life, enough took sometimes four head!
Above, kind began almost live page. Got earth need, far hand high. "Year..." mother light parts -- "country father let night, following two
picture."

Being study, second eyes soon times story boys. Since white days ever paper, hard near sentence better. Best across during today; others,
however, sure means knew it's try. Told young Miles: "Sun, ways thing whole. Hear example: heard several change." Answer Room: "Sea against
top, turned three... Learn? Point city! Play toward five....Using himself, usually."

Wait for me
Along the blue line of the horizon
That leads the silver path
of the moon
To the glittering fountains
of stars,
And by the waterfalls of dawn
At the moment when the sun rises
And draws the threads of light...

Wait for me
At the bright end of my voice
That from above the mysteries
of the galaxies
Flows down to the earth
To be absorbed by the buds of growth
And to give the slumberers
of the gardens
Tidings of sunshine and life.

He who so shall,
So shall he who.

'Who killed Cọck Robin?' 'I,' said the Sparrow,
'With my bow and arrow, I killed Cọck Robin.'
'Who saw him die?' 'I,' said the Fly,
'With my little eye, I saw him die.'
'If only all our suspects were this co-operative,' said Dectective Inspector.

The Last Laugh by John Betjeman.
(I like it a great deal).

I made hay while the sun shone.
My work sold.
Now, if the harvest is over
And the world cold,
Give me the bonus of laughter
As I lose hold.