CAN YOU HELP ME FRIEND
Out of the shadows of memory
A haunting dream mystifies me
She comes, and disappears repeatedly
She looks down in sorrow
At the flower clutched in her hand
And I cry at her simplicity
As she offers it to me, and pleads
Can you help me friend
This flower appears to have lost its power
The confusion of it wakes me
I don’t understand
But soon enough I drift back to sleep
And find her waiting there for me
An artist vision in full surround
The horizon is fill with artillery fire
The hills behind her run with blood
The field at her feet are strewn with dead
I know it’s a dream, I want to wake
But she stares at me with those soulful eyes
Her hair glows gold in the blazing skies
Her shell like beads tug at her throat
Like a phantom from the past
She looks down in sorrow
At the flower clutched in her hand
And I cry at her simplicity
As she offers it to me, and pleads
Can you help me friend
This flower appears to have lost its power
I curse this dream, as she disappears
Leaving me with unknown fears
I want to laugh, I don’t know why?
I wish she would stay a while
So I could hold her
That’s what I should have told her
Everytime it’s the same
This crazy dream, leaves me cold
Wondering what her message was
And I cry at her simplicity
As she offers me that wilting flower
And once again she says to me
Can you help me friend
This flower appears to have lost its power
By Joy Faulkner
This poem is dedicated to my sister Joan who died in the 60's of a herion overdose. She died clutching in her arms her 9 month old baby daughter.
Saturday, September 12, 2009
Conway Who?
CONWAY WHO??
My friends say I’m going crazy
They say come on girl, what have you been smokin
Doesn’t bother me, they think I’m jokin
Set my sights on a New York condo
Nothing to this songwriting thing
But bless my soul, so many words
Blasting round my head, and all I can say is
Hey ditty do wah do wah do
Can you see them rolling in the aisle
Hey girl, are you living in the past
Hey ditty do wah do wah do
Sounds like something sung by Conway Twitty
Can you get there on a wing and a prayer
All it takes is a great one liner
Like a poet with writers block
I sent a letter to my love
Knocked on heavens door, been to paradise
Traveled the road to hell, kisses an angel as well
The words are screaming round and round
And all I can find to say is
Hey ditty do wah do wah do
Can you see them rolling in the aisle
Hey girl, are you living in the past
Hey ditty do wah do wah do
Sounds like something sung by Conway Twitty
The streets of New York are paved with gold
Just get a million records sold
Such a pity. Trying to take the market by storm
Words exploding in my head, so much to be said
Going to kiss my baby goodbye, make a grown man cry
Take you up, bring you down, act the clown
Just when I find the words, pen is poised
Try to get it down, all I can say is
Hey ditty do wah do wah do
Hey ditty do wah do wah do
By Joy Faulkner
Silly really :-)
My friends say I’m going crazy
They say come on girl, what have you been smokin
Doesn’t bother me, they think I’m jokin
Set my sights on a New York condo
Nothing to this songwriting thing
But bless my soul, so many words
Blasting round my head, and all I can say is
Hey ditty do wah do wah do
Can you see them rolling in the aisle
Hey girl, are you living in the past
Hey ditty do wah do wah do
Sounds like something sung by Conway Twitty
Can you get there on a wing and a prayer
All it takes is a great one liner
Like a poet with writers block
I sent a letter to my love
Knocked on heavens door, been to paradise
Traveled the road to hell, kisses an angel as well
The words are screaming round and round
And all I can find to say is
Hey ditty do wah do wah do
Can you see them rolling in the aisle
Hey girl, are you living in the past
Hey ditty do wah do wah do
Sounds like something sung by Conway Twitty
The streets of New York are paved with gold
Just get a million records sold
Such a pity. Trying to take the market by storm
Words exploding in my head, so much to be said
Going to kiss my baby goodbye, make a grown man cry
Take you up, bring you down, act the clown
Just when I find the words, pen is poised
Try to get it down, all I can say is
Hey ditty do wah do wah do
Hey ditty do wah do wah do
By Joy Faulkner
Silly really :-)
Old Heart, New Song
OLD HEART, NEW SONG
The music man weaves his magic
Blesses the word with soulful sound
How does the wordsmith let him know
The beauty he holds within his hand
I find it very hard to say
The words that well within
You’ve touched a dreamers fantasy
However do I say to thee
You have lit the light I see
You’ve bought to wing the song
I made a friend just yesterday
Who has given me tomorrow
Found the words I had to say
A blend of joy and sorrow
A poets lilt
From it you built, a hope
That takes this aging heart to flight
It soars with joy in sheer delight
I am the word
You are the song
Sing me
By Joy Faulkner
The music man weaves his magic
Blesses the word with soulful sound
How does the wordsmith let him know
The beauty he holds within his hand
I find it very hard to say
The words that well within
You’ve touched a dreamers fantasy
However do I say to thee
You have lit the light I see
You’ve bought to wing the song
I made a friend just yesterday
Who has given me tomorrow
Found the words I had to say
A blend of joy and sorrow
A poets lilt
From it you built, a hope
That takes this aging heart to flight
It soars with joy in sheer delight
I am the word
You are the song
Sing me
By Joy Faulkner
Never The Twain
NEVER THE TWAIN
I am a splash on the sea of devotion
You are the star that twinkles so bright
I am the whistle in the wind of emotion
You are the moonbeam that lights up the night
I reach out to touch
Your no greater than I
With sadness I cry
Never the twain shall meet
I am a cloud, the cotton-wool dreamer
You are the light at the end of the tunnel
I am the raindrop in the pool of lifes schemers
You are the roar of a mighty ships funnel
I reach out to touch
Your no greater than I
With sadness I cry
Never the twain shall meet
I am a fan blowing flowers your way
You are a world wonder, here to stay
I am a river of love, no less than thee
You are the mountain lake that feeds me
I reach out to touch
Your no greater than I
With sadness I cry
Never the twain shall meet
By Joy Faulkner
I am a splash on the sea of devotion
You are the star that twinkles so bright
I am the whistle in the wind of emotion
You are the moonbeam that lights up the night
I reach out to touch
Your no greater than I
With sadness I cry
Never the twain shall meet
I am a cloud, the cotton-wool dreamer
You are the light at the end of the tunnel
I am the raindrop in the pool of lifes schemers
You are the roar of a mighty ships funnel
I reach out to touch
Your no greater than I
With sadness I cry
Never the twain shall meet
I am a fan blowing flowers your way
You are a world wonder, here to stay
I am a river of love, no less than thee
You are the mountain lake that feeds me
I reach out to touch
Your no greater than I
With sadness I cry
Never the twain shall meet
By Joy Faulkner
Friday, August 28, 2009
OH: Cigar Store Owners
OH: Cigar Store Owners
Support Appeal of Smoking Ban Enforcement Case. McCalla says the IPCPR, an association of some 2,000 small-business owners of retail smoke shops and premium cigar manufacturers and distributors, is not against an individual business owner’s right to ban smoking on their premises. “When government decides to run those businesses by telling the owners they can’t allow smoking there, it steps across the line of freedoms as established by the constitution. If you don’t want to be with smokers, don’t go into an establishment that allows smoking. Period,” he said.
Support Appeal of Smoking Ban Enforcement Case. McCalla says the IPCPR, an association of some 2,000 small-business owners of retail smoke shops and premium cigar manufacturers and distributors, is not against an individual business owner’s right to ban smoking on their premises. “When government decides to run those businesses by telling the owners they can’t allow smoking there, it steps across the line of freedoms as established by the constitution. If you don’t want to be with smokers, don’t go into an establishment that allows smoking. Period,” he said.
Thursday, August 13, 2009
Smokers! Whose business is it anyway?
"Whose business is it who smokes in bars?" asks Joy Faulkner, Libertarianz Spokesman to deregulate tobacco. "I'll tell you," she says, "it's the business of the person who owns the business - the bar-owner. If others wish to patronise that bar - or not - based on that bar-owner's decision, then that is their business; they are free to choose.
"It is definitely not the business of Annette King, Sue Kedgley, Trish Fraser or Margaret Wilson who smokes where," declares Faulkner, who is also coordinator of international group, Smokers of the World Unite. "These bossy-boots busybody bitc
Smokers - Whose business is it?
24 March 2003 04:34:28
"Whose business is it who smokes in bars?" asks Joy Faulkner, Libertarianz Spokesman to deregulate tobacco. "I'll tell you," she says, "it's the business of the person who owns the business - the bar-owner. If others wish to patronise that bar - or not - based on that bar-owner's decision, then that is their business; they are free to choose.
"It is definitely not the business of Annette King, Sue Kedgley, Trish Fraser or Margaret Wilson who smokes where," declares Faulkner, who is also coordinator of international group, Smokers of the World Unite. "These bossy-boots busybody bitches can butt out."
Faulkner maintains however that the answer is actually in the smokers' hands, but as usual the smoker will be the ones who comply. "Smokers are their own worst enemy," she says. "They will shrug their shoulder and clutter the doorways of these establishments - and next election will probably even vote for the draconian government that brought in these laws."
That there is a war on right now where many people are dying - and many more could die - while here in New Zealand Nanny State is more concerned with smoking in bars is an irony that doesn't escape Faulkner. "Many of the coalition soldiers fighting to free Iraqis from a dictator will be smokers, but when these smokers return to celebrate their eventual victory they too will no doubt lay down and surrender to the anti-smokers' every demand." In a further irony, Faulkner notes that in this issue of personal freedom, Iraqis actually have more personal freedom than New Zealanders soon will. "Now isn't that something to think about," she says.
Libertarianz: More Freedom - Less Governmenthes can butt out."
Faulkner maintains however that the answer is actually in the smokers' hands, but as usual the smoker will be the ones who comply. "Smokers are their own worst enemy," she says. "They will shrug their shoulder and clutter the doorways of these establishments - and next election will probably even vote for the draconian government that brought in these laws."
That there is a war on right now where many people are dying - and many more could die - while here in New Zealand Nanny State is more concerned with smoking in bars is an irony that doesn't escape Faulkner. "Many of the coalition soldiers fighting to free Iraqis from a dictator will be smokers, but when these smokers return to celebrate their eventual victory they too will no doubt lay down and surrender to the anti-smokers' every demand." In a further irony, Faulkner notes that in this issue of personal freedom, Iraqis actually have more personal freedom than New Zealanders soon will. "Now isn't that something to think about," she says.
Libertarianz: More Freedom - Less Government
"It is definitely not the business of Annette King, Sue Kedgley, Trish Fraser or Margaret Wilson who smokes where," declares Faulkner, who is also coordinator of international group, Smokers of the World Unite. "These bossy-boots busybody bitc
Smokers - Whose business is it?
24 March 2003 04:34:28
"Whose business is it who smokes in bars?" asks Joy Faulkner, Libertarianz Spokesman to deregulate tobacco. "I'll tell you," she says, "it's the business of the person who owns the business - the bar-owner. If others wish to patronise that bar - or not - based on that bar-owner's decision, then that is their business; they are free to choose.
"It is definitely not the business of Annette King, Sue Kedgley, Trish Fraser or Margaret Wilson who smokes where," declares Faulkner, who is also coordinator of international group, Smokers of the World Unite. "These bossy-boots busybody bitches can butt out."
Faulkner maintains however that the answer is actually in the smokers' hands, but as usual the smoker will be the ones who comply. "Smokers are their own worst enemy," she says. "They will shrug their shoulder and clutter the doorways of these establishments - and next election will probably even vote for the draconian government that brought in these laws."
That there is a war on right now where many people are dying - and many more could die - while here in New Zealand Nanny State is more concerned with smoking in bars is an irony that doesn't escape Faulkner. "Many of the coalition soldiers fighting to free Iraqis from a dictator will be smokers, but when these smokers return to celebrate their eventual victory they too will no doubt lay down and surrender to the anti-smokers' every demand." In a further irony, Faulkner notes that in this issue of personal freedom, Iraqis actually have more personal freedom than New Zealanders soon will. "Now isn't that something to think about," she says.
Libertarianz: More Freedom - Less Governmenthes can butt out."
Faulkner maintains however that the answer is actually in the smokers' hands, but as usual the smoker will be the ones who comply. "Smokers are their own worst enemy," she says. "They will shrug their shoulder and clutter the doorways of these establishments - and next election will probably even vote for the draconian government that brought in these laws."
That there is a war on right now where many people are dying - and many more could die - while here in New Zealand Nanny State is more concerned with smoking in bars is an irony that doesn't escape Faulkner. "Many of the coalition soldiers fighting to free Iraqis from a dictator will be smokers, but when these smokers return to celebrate their eventual victory they too will no doubt lay down and surrender to the anti-smokers' every demand." In a further irony, Faulkner notes that in this issue of personal freedom, Iraqis actually have more personal freedom than New Zealanders soon will. "Now isn't that something to think about," she says.
Libertarianz: More Freedom - Less Government
Thursday, July 30, 2009
The Sky Is Falling,The Sky Is Falling.
The world is full of Chicken Lickens, and I am not talking about KFC. I am an agorophobic and I often wonder why there are'nt more folk like me. I am aware though that this disorder is growing. And with all the fear mongering in the world I can understand it.
Chicken Licken for those that don't know ran about yelling the sky is falling, bit like the boy crying wolf.
Now please I am not a complete idiot, we live in a vast universe on a planet called earth. Like the universe, like the earth, like humanity it is all evolving. It has taken billions of years and many changes, climatic and volcanic.
During those years the earth has wobbled on its axis it rotates closer and further away from other stars in the galaxy and planets in the solar system, it is a natural progression of the planet. These chicken lichens in the world including the anti smoking doomsayers drive their opinions with fear and guilt.
Who is aware of the one most important elements in the atmosphere???? It is carbon we live and breathe it. These nay and doomsayers believe humanity drives the planet. Well bullpucky I say. We humans are but a grain of sand on the beach , a gnat on the bum of a camel.
These doomsayers could do as much damage as us so called polluters. How much of this carbon should be removed from our atmosphere? Nature and the universe the wobbling on earths axis are climate change are a natural phenonom. Speak to geologists, they see the different climate changes in rock, by drilling ice cores from perma frost. Any changes found and the further back these samples go, climate change is evident, with or without humanity.
Should we now imagine that dinosaurs pooped themselves into extinction, ate their way through the earth vegetaion enuf methane and defolage to cause climate change.
Well agorophobic or not I am sure we will go through climate change it is nature and the universe at work, nothing these kneetremblers say or do will stop that.
Get a grip folk, shit happens and the planet will be here and changing for a few more million year we waste huge amount of money on these kneetremblers, anti,smokers, greenies and doomsayers.
Lets get back to being the humanity we once were and filter this money into our pioneering spirit so we can explore the universe and find other planets to populate.
Oh silly me the kneetremblers would say it is impossible and terribly unsafe. Grrrrrrr
Chicken Licken for those that don't know ran about yelling the sky is falling, bit like the boy crying wolf.
Now please I am not a complete idiot, we live in a vast universe on a planet called earth. Like the universe, like the earth, like humanity it is all evolving. It has taken billions of years and many changes, climatic and volcanic.
During those years the earth has wobbled on its axis it rotates closer and further away from other stars in the galaxy and planets in the solar system, it is a natural progression of the planet. These chicken lichens in the world including the anti smoking doomsayers drive their opinions with fear and guilt.
Who is aware of the one most important elements in the atmosphere???? It is carbon we live and breathe it. These nay and doomsayers believe humanity drives the planet. Well bullpucky I say. We humans are but a grain of sand on the beach , a gnat on the bum of a camel.
These doomsayers could do as much damage as us so called polluters. How much of this carbon should be removed from our atmosphere? Nature and the universe the wobbling on earths axis are climate change are a natural phenonom. Speak to geologists, they see the different climate changes in rock, by drilling ice cores from perma frost. Any changes found and the further back these samples go, climate change is evident, with or without humanity.
Should we now imagine that dinosaurs pooped themselves into extinction, ate their way through the earth vegetaion enuf methane and defolage to cause climate change.
Well agorophobic or not I am sure we will go through climate change it is nature and the universe at work, nothing these kneetremblers say or do will stop that.
Get a grip folk, shit happens and the planet will be here and changing for a few more million year we waste huge amount of money on these kneetremblers, anti,smokers, greenies and doomsayers.
Lets get back to being the humanity we once were and filter this money into our pioneering spirit so we can explore the universe and find other planets to populate.
Oh silly me the kneetremblers would say it is impossible and terribly unsafe. Grrrrrrr
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