I'm a Yankee in the South
Far from where I was bo-ahn,
Th' other half of this Country stout,
But not where I'd call home.

I talk too fast and walk too fast
And speak with easy grin;
And every word that I say once
I must repeat again!

If you're black you're Black, down he-ah,
and if you're white, you're White;
I don't fit well, I'm mostly brown,
They just don't feel it's right.

I work each Sunday in the sto-ah,
I do the work of three;
Back home I went to Sunday Mass
And Godless they call me.

Godless Yank, I'm rude, I'm cold,
I started the great War -
(Not our Great War, you see, but one
that came somewhat befo-ah).

I've tried their greens, I've tried their grits,
I've had biscuits n' gravy,
Oh what I'd give for chowdah hot
Or some lobstah tasty!

I like my tea, I like it hot,
Not sickly-sweet and iced,
Brew it black and brew it strong -
No  sweeter will suffice.

Well, I'm a Yankee in the South,
But I wish I'd never gone.
So in a month I'll pack me up
And home I'll be 'fore long!

I'll eat cannolli in North End,
I'll visit Fenway Pahk,
I'll watch the city glow with light
The minute it gets dahk.

I'll roam the rivers, fields and woods,
All dusted up with snow;
The northern bogs, the stony beaches,
That's what I call home!

I never should have come, I sweah,
I'll never go again;
There's plenty here to tide a girl
A hundred years and ten.

The long-sought day has dawned at last,
And now we'll sally forth,
So clear and a bit chilly, it's
A promise of the North.

We drove and drove and drove again,
And then we drove some mo-ah,
We started out at ten to six,
And now it's half-past fo-ah!

And when I'm shovelin' the snow,
Cursing potholes in the road,
I'll think of all the Southern folk
And smile at every load!

Well we're home again, we're home at last,
I won't leave anymo-ah,
I've proved without a doubt there is
Nuthin' to leave it fo-ah!

Well, I was a Yankee in the South,
It's not what I'd call nice,
And now I can concretely say
I wouldn't do it twice!

We’ve heard them all in years gone by,
But yet we still think our parents wise,
Of all the comments I heard while still a youth,
My parents wise?  I need more proof!

The words to follow may not rhyme,
But sentences familiar to all through time,
If said by kids, we’d be classed as dumb,
But gems of wisdom when said by mum.

“Never takes sweets from strangers!”
But the man in the shop, I don’t know him,
Is he a safe stranger, or trust him not,
If I ask his name, can I take them then?

“Always hold the door open”
Who for, and how many?
If I leave the door open you always moan,
And you know “I wasn’t born in a barn”, you were there remember.

How many times did I hear “I want doesn’t get!”
Yes it does, I always got a clout,
But then you tell me “If you don’t ask you don’t get”
Jeez mum, make your ****** mind up.

“Watching too much telly will give you square eyes”
No it doesn’t, I asked the optician,
And as for never go to bed on an argument,
You’d shout at us for arguing, then send us to bed, *** and kettle I think there!

“If you can’t say anything nice, don’t say anything at all”
What a real gem this is, you only ever told us after the event, great strategy,
And that saving money for a rainy day crap,
We never went out when it rained, sound fiscal policy that one.

Of course we all got told about running to mum with broken legs,
Should we fall out of that tree we were climbing,
Or to never leave the house with wet hair,
But we couldn’t keep her waiting when coming out of the pool, so confusing!

“Men are very different creatures to women” I very often heard,
This is true; men wouldn’t be so daft,
But with a mum we’ve all been blessed,
Cos don’t forget “that mums know best!!!”

© Cinco Espiritus Creation

If my word is worth anything,
Then I promise you, my love
Nothing will ever come between
This bond, we’ve spoken of

If my word is worth anything,
Then this is not goodbye
Cause I don’t wish to live a day
Without you by my side

You.. You make my days brighter than they’ve ever been
Before I met you, life was grey
But I know the sun will stay
And I.. See life as full of peppermint, kisses and surprises

If my word is worth anything,
Then, I give myself to you
Throughout the good and the bad
For everything we’ve been through

If my word is worth anything,
Then I’ll say these words to you
I won’t ever let anything
Come between me and you

You.. You make my days brighter than they’ve ever been
Before I met you, life was grey
But I know the sun will stay
And I.. See life as full of peppermint, kisses and surprises

This man in the mirror, who is he?
I stare and stare, but I don’t see me,
I don’t see happiness, joy, success,
I see a failure, a wreck, a mess!

This feeble being, this waste of space,
He looks familiar, we share a face,
How dare he try to look like me,
This can’t be right, just let me be!

This reflection I see, is this who I am?
A worthless being?  A total sham?
Has my life boiled down to this?
A failure staring into the abyss?

I must stay focused, I must stay strong,
This coward in the mirror, just doesn’t belong,
But he just stares back, eyes filled with hate,
As if his will, he wishes to sate.

This man I see, the enemy within,
His role it seems, send me to ruin,
I can’t back down, I must fight back,
To get this worthless life back on track.

I must show strength, I’ll stand and fight,
To find my way in this darkest night,
This face is mine, let the battle begin,
This reflection I see, this bitter man, I’ll start with him!

© Cinco Espiritus Creation

Incense smoke swirling slowly, fragrance fusing fully with the way the air is waving,
Distorting distant drawn out paths of pleasant perfume,
With waving wands welded to wrists,
Reinventing the rhythmic route of roughly soft ripples,
Hazy halos hovering hastily over head,
Soon smothered in smoky, sweetly-scented silence,
Breathing breaths of bittersweet,
Inching inconspicuously into inspiration,
Vanishing behind the veil of vivid visions,
Emitting ephemeral emotions of elation.

-SLuR

Our love is dead

It is gone to the ages

I lie alone bed

Now my feelings are in cages


What we had is lost

It lies within the ground

Only I know the cost

But you I'm glad I found.