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Win's Scarf
02:19
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My Everyday Dilemma - Win’s Scarf
Well, what am I gonna do, with Win Barsby’s scarf?
A lovely green print, in soft, soft wool, and sewn with a rolled hem edge.
Her scarf fell out of her coat, as it hung in my closet,
But that was the first Tuesday in March,
Before we were self quarantined.
She came to my place, with Almeda and Mary
The four of us chatted for hours.
We talked about holidays and our favorite pastime
The design and creation of quilts.
We had some bags of fabrics
That we made a plan to sew
We would get together, and cut all the pieces
And then sew them together again.
After awhile we had lunch
I made some soup and biscuits to eat
We drank our tea with a nice butter tart
That I bought at the Butter Tart Shop.
Well, what am I gonna do, with Win Barsby’s scarf?
A lovely green print, in soft, soft wool, and sewn with a rolled hem edge.
Her scarf fell out of her coat, as it hung in the closet,
But that was the first Tuesday in March,
Before we were self quarantined.
I found it there, beside my rain boots
A week after she was here
I knew it was hers, and I messaged her then
In order to return it to her.
So now, her scarf is draped on the railing
In my hallway beside the front door.
Waiting for a time when we can get together
And visit with our friends once more.
Just waiting for the flip side of C.O. Vid 19,
When we can visit with our friends once more.
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Grounded
03:06
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Grounded
The grey days of November are rolling in all around
With cold winds a blowing, and snow falling on the ground.
Some of Mother Nature’s creatures are preparing for a rest
To make it through the season, and survive winter’s test.
But Snowbirds are eager to fly to a tropical paradise
To experience adventures at a bargain price.
To escape Canadian winters, they flock to exotic places
To keep an active lifestyle, and all that it embraces.
But, we’re grounded – yes grounded. We’re Grounded- yes grounded
Just Like naughty teenagers caught smoking in the hall.
We’re Grounded – yes grounded. We’re Grounded- yes grounded
We are warned to stay at home to protect us all.
Once a symbol of reward, the snowbirds made their way
To a free and easy lifestyle the PRIZE for working days.
Now travel is a luxury, we mark our carbon Footprint
Once a symbol of success, now a hallmark of excess.
Is this just revenge of Mother Nature
On the global supply chains?
Do we need to throw out nostalgia
And return to olden days?
Instead of basking on golden sands,
Buy some cozy socks and pj’s
Sit by the fire and learn to knit.
And while away your days.
But, we’re grounded – yes grounded. We’re Grounded- yes grounded
Just Like naughty teenagers caught smoking in the hall.
We’re Grounded – yes grounded. We’re Grounded- yes grounded
We are warned to stay at home to protect us all.
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3. |
Third Room on The Right
04:28
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Third Room on The Right
A dusty car pulled into the lane
It stopped suddenly by the front door
The couple remained, just sitting there,
Eyeing the porch with two rocking chairs.
The man came 'round the side of the car
He opened the door, and took her arm
And carefully helped her get out
Then they walked up to the front door.
Chorus:
Colleen and her James had never been there
But she smiled and bent down to smell a rose
Then what she said, "I'm glad it's not lillies
Reminds me of funerals, I suppose."
Climbing the stairs was a bit of puff
They went to the third room on the right
The window looked out on the garden
Which was blooming with colours so bright.
Colleen took her purse and made her way
To the chair at the side of the yard
Then she quickly pulled out a small bag
And she puffed on a cigarette hard.
She made many trips out to the yard
Over the course of their weekend there
Stopping to smell the flowers awhile
Making her way to her smoking chair.
She observed everything around
Wrote something in her blue notebook
Smiling to herself, as she wrote words
Along with every puff that she took.
Next day, a book was set by his cup
He saw it there, and picked it up
A smile crossed his face as he looked round
And pulled a pen from his shirt pocket
He signed his name in the space below
The author of the book was found out
As the couple enjoyed their breakfast
And I, the hostess was smiling no doubt.
After check out, in their room I found
A paper on the bedside table
I read the poem created for me.
Giving thanks for the good time they had
Written by the poet who smoked outside
She was thankful for the solitude
And the beauty of the flowers there
And the quiet time, she was renewed.
They were just nice people, savoring
All the time they had left to enjoy
Travelling paths that they never took
Short memories for their notebook.
James left Colleen shortly after this
And Colleen lived another few years
I hope they have roses where they rest
I know she liked the scent of them best.
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MS Marella
02:29
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ms marella
have you ever seen 160 million $, floating on the seas?
v1
The MS Marella Celebration
described by Wikipedia,
was launched in nineteen eighty three
out of Noordam, in the Netherlands
and was registered in Sint Maarten
She proudly sailed in the caribbean,
C
she could cruise the seven seas
with her two big diesels churning
at a speed of 18 -20 knots
with her crew of five hundred persons
and all passengers aboard, she was
a beautiful site at any port
have you ever seen 160 million $, floating on the seas?
V2
the finest fittings and furnishings
were bestowed on all nine decks, and
the decor was a stunning vision
there were art works in the lobby and
in the dining rooms, that were said to
be worth at least a cool million.
v3
Sometimes were good and sometimes were bad
she was sold and then resold two times
and finally in twenty twenty
sold one last time, retired from service
to a breaking yard , somewhere off Greece.
she had outlived her only purpose
have you ever seen 160 million $, loating one last time?
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she could cruise the seven seas
with her two big deisels churning
at a speed of 18 -20 knots
with her crew of five hundred persons
and all passengers aboard, she was
a beautiful site at any Cport
a beautiful site at any port. F
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5. |
Breaking Up
02:45
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Breaking Up
Breaking up is hard to do
Breaking up is hard to do
Breaking up is so hard.
Want to go on a sea cruise?
Want to go on a sea cruise with me?
We’ll cruise across the ocean together
Just me and you.
Let’s cruise on over to some fine beaches
In India or Pakistan or Turkey
There we’ll run aground up the beach
At the cruise ship cemetery.
It takes about 3 months and 50 workers
To break a 40K ton cruise ship
All the furniture and fittings are wholesaled
And the metal cut into bars and sheets.
Well, breaking up is hard to do
Breaking up is hard to do
Breaking up is so hard
Hundreds of cruise ships no longer sailing
Due to CO Vid 19.
Cant find a port to wait it out
While the world is quarantined.
So cruise ships are going to breaking yards
One by one they’re being stripped and abandoned
It’s like a scene from a Mad Max movie
There’s no decks left there to stand on.
No more walks on the lido deck,
No more buffet lunch by the pool.
No more ocean view staterooms
No more upper deck entertainment.
No more hot tub on the promenade deck
No more shuffleboard on the leeward side…..
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6. |
My Field Trip
02:24
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My Field Trip
I was in my chair, laying back
Just thinkin’ ‘bout the day.
The weather it was overcast
And in my chair I’d stay.
My husband cane and looked at me
Said, “ What cha’ doin’ hon?”
I replied, “Been sittin’ here,
Just waiting for the sun.”
I replied, “Been sittin’ here,
Just waiting for the sun.”
Well, after a while I felt real bad
Decided to go out for a walk.
Put on my coat and a warm fuzzy toque
And I walked around the block.
I stopped in my tracks and stared at the snow
And the weather got much colder.
A man came by, and said, ” You OK?”
I said, “I’m just standin here getting older.”
A man came by, and said,” You OK?”
I said, “I’m just standin here getting older.”
He walked away and I waited awhile
And then made my way back home.
Made a cup of tea, and sat in my chair
And I wrote down this song.
Just waiting for the day when we can come together
And enjoy each other’s company
But until that day, I must endure
Just sitting here, getting older.
But until that day, I must endure
Just sitting here, getting older.
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7. |
Time
03:04
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Time
I was reminded the other day that we'd been cooped up one year.
Everything that I used to do was put on hold out of fear
I haven't seen my grandchildren
To hold them in my arms.
Just a Zoom or two but what it lacks is the charm.
I used to go to song circles to play some little tunes.
To share my music and play along while others play theirs too
I haven't been out to perform
Or listen while others do.
Just a Zoom or two but what it lacks is the charm .
I used to go out quilting with some ladies around town
We make quilts for our families there were lots to go around
But now I quilt alone
In my basement.
I can only hope that we'll get back together again.
Time, time my time is limited
Everything that I used to do has been edited
I cant travel to the places , I used to go.
Because of the quarantine protocols.
Just waiting for the vaccine roll out
Yes, I’m just waiting for the vaccine roll out.
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Linda Mielke Barrie, Ontario
Call me mandolinda
Just me and my mandolin, learning how to make some music.
Navigating the times with reflections of the past and thoughts about the future.
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