Let us Start a Fanclub!


Another WOW and WAW! Another BIG thank you to Lieven for finding this little  jewel! This a a story that lies close to my heart, having been homeless myself. It does not get any better than this. A story about an orphan boy, who at the age of five ran away from the orphanage, because …

Liebster Blog Award.


I am tickled pink and titillated to receive the Liebster Blog Award and appreciate this popular surprise. I want to thank Lindy Lee from the Poetic Licensee site, for this gift. She is a truly witty writer and I always look forward to her posts. Liebster translates as “favourite” or “dearest” in German. It’s an …

Americans Horrified McMuffins Made With Real Eggs


Americans Horrified McDonald’s Egg McMuffins Made With Real Eggs. They might be real eggs, but I personally think that these eggs came from plastic chickens. Next they’ll be telling us that their burgers are made with beef from actual cows!!? Pull the other one McDonalds! * *

I am not to blame!


I am not to blame! Society is to blame, My parents are to blame, School is to blame, My neighbour is to blame, And why not: God is to blame! BOLLOCKS!!!  You make the choice! You have the  responsibility! You have to carry the consequences of your actions! Have a little faith in the kindness …

Presenting: Skallagrigg!


When you are, like myself, an avid reader and have read thousands of books in your lifetime, it is hard to find a book that really grips you and leaves you flabbergasted. One that, after having finished it, leaves you a different person. Fortunately once in a great while this happens and you are left …

Frog


Be kind and tender to the Frog, And do not call him names, As “Slimy skin,” or “Polly-wog,” Or likewise “Ugly James,” Or “Gap-a-grin,” or “Toad-gone-wrong,” Or “Bill Bandy-knees”: The Frog is justly sensitive To epithets like these. No animal will more repay A treatment kind and fair; At least so lonely people say Who …

Once Upon A Festival – Laarne 2010 and 2011


The last, late guest To the gate we followed; Goodbye — and the rest The night-wind swallowed. House, garden, street, Lay tenfold gloomy, Where accents sweet Had made music to me. It was but a feast With the dark coming on; I was but a guest — And now, all’s gone. Miss ya all (OUAF …

“Luna de sangre”


The moon, a day before full, hung suspended low to the horizon above the tree line hauntingly, disquiet settled on us It wasn’t the buck moon this day No it was a Blood Moon, a harbinger, a foretaste when the sixth seal is broken before the awful power of the judgment. Sky still and ashen …