Thursday, May 10, 2012

Love Crazed Fool

How comical it seems to me,
I've always been the love crazed fool
Yet for so long,
I have become the subject of it.
Of endless compliments and roses.
I do not care for it.
Sometimes you love, sometimes;
You are the one that's loved
I dare and say, I'd rather Love
And let my heart burst feeling,
Rather than let it suffocate,
And hear love praises of me.

**2005*

Monday, February 20, 2012

How to make Elderberry Syrup


Posted by Picasa The winter season is coming to a close so perhaps this may be of some use to folks for the next cold season. Some time ago I wrote of my interest in herbs and their medicinal benefits. I have since made the mentioned before mouth herbal mixture (more on that later) and a few variations of creams. This post here is of course on the most yummy syrup I've come across. Seriously I think I wouldn't mind drinking it daily! The elderberry has been used to support the immune system for ages. Some of its folk uses included improving the immune system, fighting coughs, colds, flus and various bacterial and viral infections. Bioflavonoids in the juice destroy the ability of cold and flu viruses to infect a cell. So basically if you take it quick enough you may stop your cold in its tracks all together or will greatly reduce the offensive symptoms of one. If this all sounds too good to be true...it's not. By my word it actually did just that for me last week. I began to develop a sore throat after my son had a minor cold and I made this batch of the syrup real quick. In 3 days I was back to 100% while never having a new symptom of the cold. There have been various studies on the elderberry juice so feel free to read up on those! I did find in one source that it was used to treat the flu pandemic in Panama in 1995.
So on to the recipe...which I found in Rosemary Gladstar's "Herbal Recipes for Vibrant Health".

                                  1 cup fresh or 1/2 cup dried dark blue or black elderberries
                       (never use red ones as they may be poisonous in high amounts, never eat raw)
                                  3 cups water
                                  1 cup honey (raw organic is best)


Place the berries in a small pot, cover with the water, bring to a boil and then cover with a lid and simmer for 30-45 minutes. Once cooked mash the berries up. Then strain through a fine mesh sieve. Let the juice cool then mix in the cup of honey. Do not cook the juice with the honey as that will kill all the beneficial attributes within the honey. Pour into a clean bottle or container with a seal.
    Voila! You have Elberberry syrup. Refrigerate it once made. It should keep up to 3 months but will be gone way long before then.

Thursday, December 29, 2011

Filled of Fragility

Life...you are fragility.
Each breath, worth more
Than any jewel known to mankind.
Each beat;
Worth hearing & remembering.
Each smile;
To cherish as though last.
For we are all of this same cloth...
Fragile...full, of life.

Wednesday, December 7, 2011

For Sale

You need my body?
Take it please-
I have no use for it.

You need my soul?
Away with it!
It's doomed to hell forever!

You need this heart as well?
Sure; it I can sell-
It's broken though,
Why, can't you tell?



*Book of Poetry Two*

Friday, November 25, 2011

Of Parts

I am of parts,
Of bits and pieces;
Of love & hate
Of jealousy & rage
I am of sweetness,
and of grace.
I am of trepidation,
I am of sin & hateful words
I am of lust,
But mostly I am just-
in awe of all these words!

Clouds Closing

The clouds are closing in upon us
And soon the rain will start
And you and I
Such stupid children
Are running in the field.
The clouds are closing in
We run and laugh yet still
With merry games and fun
We run around the pretty field
While clouds are building in.
The rain, the lightning
Punished us
For sinful childish lust
But if I must,
I'd take a thousand days of rain
To run in fields with you again.

Once Burning Heart...

Buried Alive
Burning and pounding heart
Captured in chains
The bloody throbbing veins
Torn tissue
Of the tortured heart
Tormented to no stop.
Tis' now at rest-
The beating bloody mess!

**Book of Poetry Two**