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Giving Something Back

We arrived at a piece of wasteland, a building site but today transformed, not so much in its aesthetics but through care into a community meeting place. A bright haven, where once a week smiles come easily and some much-needed respite is welcomed.

The Dasmariñas chapter of Kiwanis International are a great bunch of people, passionate about helping and really enthusiastic for the families and also to talk about what they do.  It was a wonderful experience both in terms of being involved and seeing how things work at the front end of charities.  It was also a gentle reminder that I could do more and an encouragement to do more and be involved.

Everything was set up and soon enough I was introduced and invited to give out food to the kids who were either impressed by my height, my can’t-cope-with-the-heat look or possibly bemused by my Casper the Friendly Ghost whiteness which was certainly more pronounced than I am used to.

It’s more than just food and drink that are offered by the Kiwanis team though, solar lamps and hair cuts for example are also things that are provided throughout the three-month programme.  it is a relief for the parents as well, there was a great spirit and everybody was smiling. It puts one’s faith back into humanity and was a relief from all the tragedy that we read and hear about every day.

Charity is always worth a contribution and seeing videos is all well and good but being there in person means so much more, its valuable as an experience and to really understand the lives that are touched by the generosity of the donators and volunteers.  Not only that but to also to use the opportunity to thank the team members for what they were doing.  It is not often I am lost for words but that day, all I could keep repeating was how great everything was and what a wonderful job they do. Read the rest of this entry »

 
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Posted by on 08/07/2017 in My Writings, The Philippines

 

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The Bookshop

Here is something I did over at Morgan’s blog, being a nice chap and all, check it out!

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shakinThis blog post is brought to you from the mind of Ste J, book defender/lover/obsessive, knowledge seeker and occasional afternoon napper who can be found https://bookmust.wordpress.com and is always happy to make your acquaintance.

The Bookshop

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Entering the gateway

quaint handle and ring of the bell

a friendly greeting and the musty scent

that pleasantly assails the senses

II

A world of infinite dreams surrounds

of pirates, distant worlds and lavish parties

each crafted teaming with life and imagination

all waiting to be explored and devoured

III

The ages gather here too

ordered casually together

side by side

covered in dusty patience

IV

Time moves differently here

slowly…

the world outside ceases to be;

the perfect existence

V

And now there is just you

and sound of pages turning

the crackling breaking the silence

adding to that unrivalled atmosphere

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Posted by on 11/02/2017 in My Writings, Poetry

 

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Of Love and Other Sicknesses

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Free forming words

rhythm and rhyme

Tone dark/mood light…

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Posted by on 24/09/2016 in My Writings, Poetry

 

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Dwelling on the Cusp

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I close my eyes

Entering a forest of yellow hue

turned green, behind lids

an ever changing patina of labyrinthine leafiness.

squeeze them tight

Mingling with gossamer thoughts

Fragile, yet protected

as I finally drift off

 block out the remaining light

to inscribe fanciful thoughts

– contemplations of the forever –

in the stardust of my dreams…

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Thanks to Ellie Edon for allowing me to use her art, check out more at http://ellieedon.wixsite.com/artwork and as ever thanks for reading, I will be visiting again when time permits.

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Posted by on 17/08/2016 in My Writings, Poetry

 

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A Bit of a Rant

 After a week away, only using the internet in short bursts, it was perhaps inevitable that I would come crashing back to the realisation of that crushing disappointment of social media. I don’t normally mini rant about such things but as I am annoyed and it only being a couple of days since my return, I shall. It is probably more pertinent than the ones I usually refrain from unleashing on you but will be brief before normal service can be resumed.

It is worth pointing out that yesterday started well with answering 25 comments from the past week, plus the new ones on the last post, an email or two and the odd status comment on the Facebook but my slap down to reality was inevitable but a few more days would have been nice.

The inevitable unmemorability of the age we live in brings out the insidious beast of loathing in me. The change has been most jarring, after a peaceful eight days I feel like withdrawing further into books than ever before and only coming up for air to catch up on the blog and pick a new tome.

A lot of it comes from the comical incisive yet uninformed comments about the EU referendum vote and the fall out from that, the other part of it comes from the thoughts of our American friends, who seem to plan on voting for the candidate that will most likely do the lesser damage to their economy. How much of both these decisions are really ours and how much is down to the bile funded by big businesses who only want what’s best for their profit margin is pretty clear for all to see. Read the rest of this entry »

 
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Posted by on 29/06/2016 in Life, My Writings

 

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Book Strip

This weekend, I made the mistake of taking a break from the computer (give or take the odd hour) and now find myself so far behind with correspondence and blogs that I am hoping to catch up by this weekend so apologies for not visiting you for a while.  I shall be around your respective blogs tomorrow at the latest, as ever thanks for your patience and understanding and now onto today’s post…

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When I was younger the sight of a wall full of books without covers was galling to say the very least, all those possible adventures and no idea what they were, apart from the titles and a cursory flick through which usually confused me more.  One good thing was not being able to judge the book by its missing cover but still it would have been nice to have a happy medium of knowing what the book I was purchasing would be about, the fiction books always proved a lot more subtle of title than their non fiction counterparts.

Yet there is something more mystical about having to take the time to actually explore prospective purchases, weighing them up and finding some eccentric titles such as How to Look at Old Buildings, that just demand to be picked up and leafed through.  These days I don’t get annoyed by the sight of naked books any more but see it as a chance to take a punt on an unknown author and hopefully find some hidden gems. Read the rest of this entry »

 
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Posted by on 25/05/2016 in Art, My Writings

 

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The Whisper

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The Whisper

A rustle, displacing anticipatory silence
Words barely made out, hinting at enticing possibilities
The gentle breeze of impassioned words, sighed
Coated with sweet passionate pledges

The gentle purr of promises
Seductive susurration
Raising goosebumps
Tempestuous images flow

A sweet and swirling murmur
Conjuring intimate images, crashing through the mind
The frenzied beating of a heart in ecstatic turmoil
The aural effect setting aflame desires

Silence settles, ripples subside,
The calm before the eager storm…

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*Have no clue to the source of this photo just came up on a pinterest, sorry.

 
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Posted by on 20/04/2016 in My Writings, Poetry

 

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