Fa – the Green Dragon

A Place for the Odd Musings of an Expat Bristolian


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Bed Head

I sleep east to West

Head is ready for sunrise

Feet rest in the West


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By the left – quick march

I learned this week, (amid the July 4th Independence day celebrations) that John Philip Sousa composed a march with the title “the Minnesota March”. It’s played by the band of the Royal Artillery  and is attached for your listening pleasure.

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I should open a Wildlife Park

This beautiful creature has been hanging-out for a short while. Lots of good stuff to eat here. She’s very calm, coming within 20 feet of my patio door.

For those who are interested; she is a white tail deer.


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The idiot

He’s an idiot

I am talking about Trump

We must vote him out


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The last time I saw my oldest sister

the last time I saw my oldest sister was in 2000. She came to visit me from the U.K.  She brought me a gift, which some people thought was rather odd but, something that has not only been very useful to me and has allowed me to remain connected to my roots in the city of Bristol where I was born. That gift was a book of street maps of Bristol.

If thees wanna find summat, use this un.

Bristol Street maps

It’s quite old and probably out of  date however, I like to see and read posts each day about the Bristol street art scene (you can see them at Natural Adventures on WordPress). I have forgotten where a lot of the places that are posted are. So I use my old street maps guide.  My sister passed away last year. What some considered an odd gift turned out to be a very thoughtful one. So much so,  that I felt compelled to return the thoughtful favour by sharing it here today.

 

 


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To Do’s

Launder dirty clothes

Cut the grass and walk the dog

be there for my spouse


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Sounds of Resurrection

What a noise crows make

When hawks approach their high nests

Din could wake the dead


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Mary Mary Quite Contrary

Much rain has fallen

Weeds growing out of control

Time to start hoeing


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Running errands – An empty bread-box

We have no bread left

Dap up to the bakery

Bring back a sliced loaf