Monday 13 June 2011

Happy 54th Birthday Doreen!

We are all friends in the world especilly now we have the internet to cast wide and far through the ocean of toxic sludge and plastic bottles that is cyberspa=ce. But sometimes amongst the old discarded rubber tyres and the stench of sewage you will catch in yoour trawl a shell with a beatiful opallescent shiny creamy bedazzling  rainbow embossed pearl in it, or a pebble that glissens like a diamond in the warm hot sunshine even though you can still tell it was just an old bit of a Jack Daniels bottle thrown over board by a salty old letcherous drunk man, who looks like father Christmas after his wife has left him, out fishing in Miami. Or, you may find a bottle with a massage in it saying 'hello! i am on the other side of the world and i would like to be your fiend' and so your write back and fall in love with Sting from the police who dropped the bottle off a bridge in newcastle then he marries you and you have five houses and tantric sex and he dumps his wife because she is a slag and every day he marinades you with songs played on his mandarin and it is truly beaty. That is what the realm of possibilities behold in this new age of cyber space. And so, it is with that in mind, I am wishing the freind of a facebook friend, who I have never met, a happy Birthday. And I have written a beautiful heartflat poem to calibrate this auspisciou s day for Doreen who is a Goddess of the sea.

Doreen, Goddess of the Sea it is your Birthdee!

Doreen, Doreen, Doreen, Doreen,
I'm begging of you please don't take my man,
but I know you will not take my mister sister 
because you are a Goddess,
a serene wise woman of the wondrous womanly sea of the world,
We are sisters, our permanent waves controlled by the mother moons
tugging and ebbeing of the timely tides
and so to today,
It is your great day,
Hooray, as they say, 
You are blessed with friends who are kind and lovely
and even though they are a little bit mad,
they are sharring there love 
across the big oceans
chattering to people on facebook like missionaries
Like ministers of the church - like Jesus was in fisheries,
when really they should be doing there tax returns,
but they spurn those tax returns so that they can learn
to love all the people of the world, on facebook
and so we are here to join in with that cheer, have a beer, 
and a bun, and fun, we shun
The tax system with its patriachal slaverry.
For we are women, nay goddesses,
and we're tired of tidying messes
and we are the world, and the sea
We are free to be
as angles and dolpins wondering sprites full of glee
drinking nice cups of tea
with honey like a bee
laughing so much at life with our sisters that we do a bit of wee
we
are wishing you happy birthdee
Doreen.
Goddess of the sea.

Copyright helene Smithee. 2011
(I will have to Sue you if you steal this work)

Here is a lovely Birthday video and a song that I found on youtub. Love and Hugs from the Editr.
I am now declaring a birthday poem competition open. Write your poems here or on facebook. Love and wondrousnessness to you all.

5 comments:

  1. Rest in peace Doreen. I'd like to pass my condolences on to Doreen's family and friends, particularly Nancy who suggested that Helene Smithee post this poem. I hope it raised a smile. xxx

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  2. Thank you, HT, for making Doreen's last birthday a happier one, because of your wonderful poem, and kind comments. She was touched and laughed aloud!
    We sister goddesses must seas the daze!
    xxxx
    Nancy
    ps...It was a bit difficult, but she did agree not to take your man!x

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  3. Aaaah - I can't take the credit for Helene Smithee's work - you know how she is about copyright and suing. I'm glad it raised a smile and a LOL. xxx

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    1. I can take the credit for Nancy Cullinane's mistaken Identity, as often confuses you, HT, with Helene Smithee, an honor non the less for both or either of you!
      NanSea
      xxxx

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  4. Nansea, we should beware of these harlotans trying to mix there identities with us for WE are the grate artisans and they are jumping on our bandwagon for there own ends!

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