LEARNING for CHANGE ~ PANDEMIC METAMORPHIS ~ A Recipe Villanelle ~

Time is now to change for the better life, on the right path, for the real purpose, the true action, the good deeds.This is Ramazan in the Pandemic Times.What is the right action to follow?This is the month of Fasting. Fasting is not just restraint from eating for the set hours, but there is much more and far more serious purpose to it.The following is the new RECIPE:

Seek the hidden night of power, the priceless key,
consult not, the fragile worldly , A La Carte-
gather, cut and mix fruit for the evening “Iftari”.
No CLT or club sandwich, just a fine canapé,
spicy seekh kebabs, dates, ketchup and chutney,
seek the hidden night of power, the priceless key.
Dawn to dusk, spiritual cuisine in tranquility,
chiffonade of patience, forgiveness, full charity,
gather, cut and mix fruit for the evening “Iftari”.
Counted days, uncounted endless bounty,
all majestic pure, holy, all enough, all plenty,
seek the hidden night of power, the priceless key.
The fasting immersed in fragrance, grand in beauty,
cleansed souls, soft hearts, need no coring in glory,
gather, cut and mix fruit for the evening “Iftari”
Fasting is acceptance, surrender to divinity,
embracing contentment accomplishment and duty
Seek the hidden night of power, the priceless key,
Gather, cut and mix fruit for the evening “Iftari”.


In Collaboration With Mr Paul Brookes Wombwell Rainbows ~ Artists ~Writers~NAPOWRIMO 2021 ~ Day Eleven ~

In Response to Art Work by Jane Cornwell

How to say that
a calm vision flashes again.
How to convey, serenity
descends to ease the pain.
How to express, the heart
beats with memories, enchained,
How to convince, a
peaceful presence remains.
How to relate the touch
felt so deeply, in the domains.
How to connect loss,
that good health claims ?

Let me just believe then,
life’s safe lodging is, but torn,
once, where life itself was born,
the sweet scent is a refrain,
there is always a personal loss-
where once there was, a sacred gain.

In Response to Art Work by John Law

Roof top wonderland

houses safe or infected

home sweet home dreamland

In Response to Art Work by Kerfe Roig

mosaic sphere
creation in best of molds
alien beauty

In Collaboration With Mr Paul Brookes Wombwell Rainbows ~ Artists ~ Writers ~ NAPOWRIMO 2021 ~ Day Ten ~

In Response to Art Work by Jane Cromwell

Faith never shattered
virus took away master,
in grief will ever be

In Response to Art Work by John Law.

I thought,
I heard,
a tap,

on the window
as if
a branch
had awoken
from a nap,
shaken by one
unseen.


it was quiet
cold and dark,


and I heard again
Its Ok,
You are not alone
dont lose the spark,

In Response to Art Work by Kerfe Roig

Blues surround as blackness shifts, is it
going to lift or grow less? am I awake ?
or sinking, or rising, ascending into
more darkness,darkness before being
and darkness after?

I am not aware…
my being is being created, in fluids unseen
I have no voice, nor breath, it is not Death.
I float and swim, it is dark.

put on some Light’ O Light’,
Light Up The Light’

Who do I call? who will hear?
Who will come near? who will bear
the pain and make me well again?


It is The Light, The Truth, The Unseen One
that is Character, No Myth or Matter
Look up , it is day, it is full of Light
Look up, it is night, it is bejeweled with Light
Light Upon Light ‘ and The Book is Bright

In Collaboration With Mr Paul Brookes Wombwell Rainbows ~ Artists ~ Writers~ NAPOWRIMO 2021 ~ Day Nine ~

Cute cuddly clowns of sea, Dobhar-Chus
King of Otters,some call them water dogs,

Irish water hounds,spotted in Cornwall
Cemetery of Glenade, in County Leitrim,

always in pairs, seek fuzzy vengeance, if
disturbed,blow piercing whistle warnings,

living in water, never sleep,pursue prey
with speed,dreaded dangerous killers.

In Response to Art Work by John Law

O Majestic Psyche, where away dost thou fly ?
What strange flora has kept thee company?

These resemble hemlock shoots, enemy plants
with jealous vengeance growth, hibernation

forced, a stoppage to rebirth, fly butterfly fly,
return when the time is right, rejuvenation

will follow, purity in beauty prevail, transform,
attain self actualization, rise to meta physical

change is beautiful change is chance good
Spring comes,love with flowers,never wood.

In Response to Art Work by Kerfe Roig

red coat on red thoughts
red tie burns,warns Helios
red roses deceived

In Collaboration With Mr Paul Brookes Wombwell Rainbows ~Artists ~Writers ~ NAPOWRIMO 2021 ~ Day Eight ~

Soft and tender misty starry sky
Envelops my being, as an
Unseen presence stirs memoirs
Of moments in quietude-

Heaviness shrouds me,a
log I feel, as I place
My hand only to find
Ethereal space;

A trace in mind and heart,
A vision in awakened sleep,
constantly condensing peace
In tears of grief,
that slide down the cheek;

The hours spent to seek
solace in the misty starry sky,
that brought inner peace
and relieved the stress,

But does true love ever
fall from grace,
leaving one in a blind
race, life may cease,

But will trust return to
unlace the gasping fog-
And with the tender touch
And misty warmth, embrace…
And with loving sunshine,

the far distance, replace?

In Response to Art Work by John Law

So many cities destroyed
so many new constructed
so many citizens passed
so many new arrived
New York have you lived?

You were small and Dutch
O New York,you have grown
Is your life now over for new
is that why growth decays
for human animals, cities too?

Buildings may be high rising,
every tower ever built climbing
has seen a fall, will you too?
beauty must fade,day flying
into evening, into night falling.

Justice Liberty freedom, is calling !

In Response to Art Work by Kerfe Roig

Over or under
no fur feed or meat to carve
life signs below ground

In Collaboration With Mr Paul Brookes Wombwell Rainbows~Artists ~ Writers~NAPOWRIMO 2021 ~ Day Seven-

O Majestic One,
Take me,bring back the children
Earth needs them for life.

In Response to Art Work by John Law

O’ Corona kill
me too, I can’t heal the world
alone,life’s lessons.

In Response to Art Work by Kerfe Roig

A camouflaged monarch am I.
migrating over long distances
attacked by wasps and parasites
I dried expanded and escaped.

A camouflaged monarch am I.

From the Order of Lepidoptera
my ancestors were the moths
the oldest hailing from Denmark
navigate our path, by sun compass.

A camouflaged monarch am I.

In art, I appeared 3500 years ago
Standing for rebirth mind and soul
whites, allies, skippers ‘n swallowtails,
when at rest, our wings stay vertical.

A camouflaged monarch am I.

My food is nectar from flowers bold, I
a butterfly cannot fly until wings unfold,
covered by scales, I match cousin moth,
aerodynamic mechanisms by nature,hold.



In Collaboration with Mr Paul Brookes Wombwell Rainbows ~ Artists ~Writers ~NAPOWRIMO 2021 ~ Day Six…

In Response to Art Work By Jane Cromwell.

Happy to be with
berries,city cheese is sour
safe freedom on tree

In Response to Art Work by John Law

no roof to shade
no door to close
we feel betrayed
with ignorance paid

no one to care
no one to share
we feel denied
our rights mislaid

we mean no harm
we have no arms
we just have needs
we raise no alarm

how long life is alive ?
how long we all will survive?

In Response to Art Work by Kerfe Roig

humans must wear masks,
remember kindness and love,
value all living

In Collaboration with Mr Paul Brookes Wombwell Rainbows ~Artists ~Writers~ NAPOWRIMO 2021 ~ Day Five

In Response to Jane Cornwells Art Work

Seven Sleepers faith
Kitmeer,all kingdoms revere
Truth manifested.

In Response to John Law’s Art Work

Spirit’s eyes alive
Eden quest in vain, crusades
with trillium leaves.

In Response to Kerfe Roig’s Art Work

Plagued patches,ensnared
humans,confused patterns stuck
beyond moral mend.

In Collaboration with Mr Paul Brookes ~ Artists ~ Writers~ NAPOWRIMO 2021~ Day Four :

In Response to Jane Cromwell’s Art Work

Is it the river of life?
No, it cannot be, it is too dark.
Is it the underworld with Lethe
flowing on, falling into a tasteless pool,
on the sides no spark,
What disturbs the ravens so,
of what prophecy doesTeresias speak?
The ravens plea for Odyseuss, Aeolus
sets the storms above, while daylight shines
and all grows darker below.

Underworld will be dark, no hope resides,
what the priest declares is horror,besides
the plague the corona virus spreads,kills,
life dances ballets, waltzes, falls, on sides
breathless,helpless, wave on wave of grief,
who is the maiden rising alone for sacrifice?
Will one suffice or twelve to a humdred red
camels, will still not be enough?

O Black beauteous birds ! Fly then with the
message to the human world. “Caw, caw out
loud for peace, forgiveness,equality, justice,
Make such a noise that ears be closed with
fingers, throw pebbles where necessary and
hover high over carcasses to mark the end
times, reach all continents, over snow and ice’.
Reach You Must, Reach You Will.

In Response to John Law’s Art Work

Shoulders laden, grief makes the spade heavier
But work must be finished,body buried not too deep
no footsteps in the sand,not a finger nor hand, seen
peeking, let the sea water make a grave and seep.

this had to be done
this I had not begun
this was not by gun
this was not by son,

This was not for a reason
this was not due to season
It was freedom in the blood
It was a right after The Flood,

This world is like sand,nothing stable
to stand,nothing in hand permanent
nothing in body nor flesh, all in spirit
and soul if pure, all forever and secure.

In Response to Art Work by Kerfe Roig

World is a square sphere
White, black,blue, at finish line,
equal winners,all.

In Collaboration with Mr Paul Brookes Wombwell Rainbows ~ Artists ~ Writers ~NAPOWRIMO ~2021~ Day 3…

In Response to Jane Cornwell’s Art Work

“Good Moment Dear Black Hiding Hood
You must have understood, enigmatic warning,
do not be frightened by my shape and shining
eyes,there are other glitters holding lies, ahead,
if heeded not, may leave you dead”.
“O’ One with shining eyes! show not the beguiled
path, stalk not the way for innocent prey,many like
me wander astray,for their care givers are also prey
to other fears”.

“The light in my eyes shines to show the truth,if only
aspects would not kill me, but try to discern reality.Keep
wearing your dark hood, go where Grandma once stood.
She has power and powers now both. You will know good”.

Road clear Black Hiding Hood walked on.As Grandma’s
house came in view,she saw a huge dish antennae and an
internet tower, on the roof,prominently in view”.

In Response to John Law’s Art Work

Spring croissants blooming
Bakeries blessing people
edible flowers

In Response to Kerfe Roig’s Art Work

I am the same hare
sleeping on your hood this time.
Always plan to win

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