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Saturday, April 10, 2004

Family

Good Friday Excursion
Check out the photos of our big day out!

Jadeens Party last weekend
Photos of the day.

Posted by: jethro / 4/10/2004 03:51:22 AM

Wednesday, April 07, 2004

Poetry

I cannot remember writing this first poem or who it was about.
However it was in my saved poetry folder and I definitely wrote it. This one is not about me though.
I like the poignancy expressed in the photo album reference.
Anyway here it is.

You left me nothing

You left me nothing of yourself to remind me
Of our special time together
Just a photo album with the pictures ripped out
And a house that's full of nothing

Your indifference spawned my indiscretions
I see now that is no excuse
I can't believe my eyes were blinded
To what I now know is the truth

(c) Timothy Miller 2002

This next poem I do remember writing on 19th October 2000.
No introduction needed - it is titled

My Bride

I really am a good guy you know
I just didn't understand the meaning of go slow
I took no prisoners, made all the fast breaks
I didn't realise I was making mistakes

I chipped all the corners, scratched all the edges
Like a maniac attacking a pair of box hedges
Without concern for the bed I was making
I roused up the dragon, from sleep she was waking

Like lightning striking from a clear cloudless sky
I was hit! "why me?" was my responsive cry
"what did I do?" or "was it my lack?"
but no answer was forthcoming back

I pleaded, cajoled, ranted and raved
It was like talking to oneself in an empty cave
The dragon lay brooding, considering my case
And I unaware was making mistakes

I should have known better, should have learnt from the past
But sometimes that's tricky when life's going so fast
To take time to think - why how would that leave
Time for the rest when you live life at speed

The answer came like a brick from the sky
Smote me on the forehead, right between the eyes
Just shut your big gob and listen you lout
Maybe that way some things you'd find out

About this passionate warm loving creature
She isn't a dragon just about to eat you
But rather a fragrance, a gentle breeze
The sort that can appear then disappear with ease

To find her is rewarding, like uncovering treasure
She's challenging, my mate, she's sure got my measure
And if I take the time and effort to discover
She'll probably morph into a passionate lover

I guess what I'm saying is that it's not always easy
Sometimes I live like everything's breezy
I really should be stopping to think and to ponder
How I can nurture my soul mate and wonder

Why do I hurt her when I only ever
Want to love her with all my endeavours
This lady this special girl by my side
Hey there gorgeous, will you still be my bride?

(c) Timothy Miller 2000

Posted by: jethro / 4/7/2004 11:40:21 PM

Tuesday, April 06, 2004

Raccoon Finale

The Finale

If you havent caught any of the RLP Raccoon story here are the previous episodes - read them in order
Part One
Part Two
Part Three
Part Four
Part Five
Finale
For additional mirth - read the comments to each post.

Posted by: jethro / 4/6/2004 11:07:32 PM

Blogger Idol Week 12 - Birds of a Feather Flock Together

This weeks topic is "Birds of a Feather Flock Together"

I am going to do something different. I am going to use the title to loosely associate some poetry.
This is poetry that is my original poetry - mostly written at moments of extreme emotion, and that is my connection. It seems that moments like these drive me to poetry as an expression of my hurt. Most of my poems are also about women or girls.
Warning. These poems are nearly all very hurting and angry poems - I don't apologise for that, but I don't want you to think that this how I am. I don't tend to dwell on things and I don't hold grudges. At times I get mad at myself and my stupidity and then sometimes that turns into a poem. Its not something I force, it just happens.
So here is the first one. I will post more in later days, so stay tuned - there's quite a few.

This is the only poem that I have had published to date in a poetry anthology.

Moods (Women And Waves)

Today you are sullen - sultry - passive yet hungry
demanding attention,
sucking endlessly in oily repetition on slick sand
I am like flotsam trapped in greasy foam
tossed back and forth
neither here or there
but forever condemned to react to your tides

Today you are angry - aggressive - violent
carving your name
forcing yourself unwanted and unasked
seeking to make your way without heed of those in the way
I am like a still rockpool suddenly disturbed
anenomes ruthlessly uprooted
raped and pillaged by your desire and ambition

Today you are loving - playful - joyful
chuckling wavelets caressing sparkling sands
delicate fingers running through seaweed
titillating - pleasuring
I am like iridescent foam
laughing - tinkling
enjoying the moment as if it will last forever
but the tide will turn

Timothy Miller Copyright 1993

Posted by: jethro / 4/6/2004 10:51:17 PM

Tech News - Music Downloads, 419 Scams, Fun with Accounting, Biometrics and Blogging in your genes

Below is a round up of interesting stuff from The Register. Note the streaming news feed now on the left side bar.

Status report on everything!

Working hard at getting a clients files finished - that job completes this week.
Church web redevelopment moves ahead slowly - learning some javascript now to go wth the PHP. Thanks Doug for the help.
Home group was awesome tonight. I'm getting a real buzz out of teaching in a small environment. Training employees for an organisation who don't really want to be there is nowhere near as much fun. Next week we have a street party as a lead in to invite people to 40 Days of Purpose.
Kids are awesome today - they love cuddling up to Dad and playing with him. I'm going to miss them when I'm travelling.
Went to buy a $10 slender bender today and came home with $100 worth of stuff. Thats why Jude doesn't let me go shopping.
Will be writing an article on integrity shortly. Stand by for updates.
The wife has been writing Blogger Idol - I loved her entry today. Mine will come tomorrow I think.

Posted by: jethro / 4/6/2004 01:53:53 AM