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Fathers Day by Thelma Elizabeth Zaracostas

9/6/2008

It's Fathers Day in Australia
on
Sunday 8-9-008
to dads every where
Have a great day.

My Dreams of Having Fun by Thelma Elizabeth Zaracostas

9/30/2008

This poem came by mail this morning, from my lovely niece Chloe she is nine years old, she wants to be a writer.
How Cute.

I've always thought
that dreams would be
scary monsters running
free, if I were one
I would run around until
I am having fun.

Now I dream of having fun
and my hair always tied in
a bun, I know I don't like
diffrent things, but do you
have some silver rings.

Having dreams, having fun
who
knows
where
your
mind
will
go.

The Flood by Thelma Elizabeth Zaracostas

9/27/2007

I want to thank you
my son
for not getting mad
when I flooded the
kitchen and the
lounge room floor

How did it happen?

While sitting
reading poems
on voices net
the washing machine
overflowed that's how

I waited in dread for
you to come home
When you walked in
the door I told you
that I had flooded
the house

You looked me straight
in the eye and
said mum there are worse
things in life don't
worry it will be
alright

We both sat down had a
laugh and a glass of
red wine
I am lucky I have such
an understanding
son.

BIRDS by Thelma Elizabeth Zaracostas

9/18/2008

I thought this might brighten someone's day, as it has mine!
By my grandaughter Isabella.
Birds
In the bright morning
I see a bird fly past me
I'ts singing so sweetly
for you and me!

LEST WE FORGET by Thelma Elizabeth Zaracostas

9/16/2006

FROM THE PEN OF TRINITY MICHELLE ZARACOSTAS

LEST WE FORGET

He sits, in a lonely room
cobwebs, gather dust
as they hang
from the grimy ceiling
dull grey
hanging limply
as, do his thoughts
cobwebs
head lowed,bowed
yet there are no prayers
hands clasped
, upon a cluttered table
cluttered with dishes
mouldy food
newspapers
containing, old headlines
old news
like his life,old news
there is nothing ahead
nothing to raise his head for
for tears will still fall
untill his life sets,
like the winter sun
BY TRINITY.

Out of the School Window by Thelma Elizabeth Zaracostas

9/13/2007

Out of the School Window
From Trinity Michelle's Blue
Folder.

School is boring
Mathematics never
made me smile
but you do
So I would think of
you

I would look out of
the window
imagine your words or
close my eyes and
picture your face

Shamefully write poetry
that couldn't be
contained any longer
and feel like Hamlet

feel
so young and unsure
I wish I was
older and so much
wiser
I thought I was once!

My lovely Sisters by Thelma Elizabeth Zaracostas

9/12/2007

My lovely Sisters.

Thinking of you on this
spring day
When we were small I could
reach out touch you
every day
Now you are grown up married
have children grandchildren
busy lives
I can only touch you
in other ways
Thank goodness for text
messages via
the mobile

September by Thelma Elizabeth Zaracostas

9/12/2007

September
It is spring
I watched you grow
so tall so strong
I hurry outside at
first light
what a sight
so many more
arrived overnight
Some are long some
are short
I feel like Jack and
the beanstalk
the diffrence
between Jack and me
he climbed the beanstalk
seeking riches
not for me I have other
plans
These tasty beans will
finish up in my tummy
how yummy!
Happy September

My secret Love by Thelma Elizabeth Zaracostas

9/12/2007

My Secret Love

You are so far away
another world
another time
I can only dream
of you
my secret lover so
far away
in another time

MISSING YOU by Thelma Elizabeth Zaracostas

9/11/2008

Met a school friend of yours
the other day,
after so many years she
recognized me.
She said, I look so much
like you.
She spoke of school days
long gone by.
It was all too much for me
I started to cry
because, you see
I am missing you,
life has never been
the same
My beautiful girl.
without you!

Anniversary of 9/11 by Thelma Elizabeth Zaracostas

9/10/2008

Seventh Anniversary of 9/11 let us pay tribute to those who lost their lives on that tragic Tuesday morning, and to those who were left behind to mourn.

A Hundred Things by Thelma Elizabeth Zaracostas

8/6/2010

A cute verse by Chloe my niece
Chloe is ten years old
She enjoys reading and writing
poetry.

A Hundred Things

There is a hundred things
That you can say
But it won't make me
Go away

There is a hundred things
That you can do
That won't stop me loving
you

So here a little trick
That I made up
Stay with me or boy your
stuck

Prawn Peeling Competition. by Thelma Elizabeth Zaracostas

8/28/2010

Daughter entered a prawn peeling
Competition
We all thought that was funny
Had a good laugh
We soon wiped the smile from
Our faces
When told there was a thound dollars
up for grabs

There were three one minute
Rounds
The winner of each round
Went into the finals
Unfortunatly my daughter
Missed out

It was fun, I admired my
Daughter
For having a go,as you know
You have to be
In it to win it
Better Luck next time Skye!

By the way everyone who entered went home with a kilo of
prawns. yummy. The winner peeled sixteen prawns, my daughter managed ten.

Just thinking by Thelma Elizabeth Zaracostas

8/25/2007

From Trinity Michelle's blue Folder.
Just thinking

It rained last night
perhaps
that why everything feels so clean
It's as if the world has
had a shower or been
born again.

Just thinking (Again) by Thelma Elizabeth Zaracostas

8/25/2007

From Trinity Michelle's Blue Folder.

Just thinking again

I'ts funny how pen and paper are almost like friends to me
I read something nice once
it's only a short saying

"A writer is a dreamer condesending his dreams
to the world"

Makes one think!!

Few people have read what
I write, so I believe that
when I speak to someone it's as if I am writing on their mind
it's important
that what I have to offer
others is direct from me
to them
it's like a gift and I
like giving

When I wake up in the morning
and see the sun playing on the
windows and it's glow on
the tiles
The birds singing outside to welcome the day
I feel so happy it's a new beginning all over again.

My Heart by Thelma Elizabeth Zaracostas

8/24/2007

Hey! go away this is
my heart not yours
In the archives are
my memories of a
childhood past
my ambitions
hopes and dreams

My achievements
tears and pain
my weaknesses
courage and strength
they are mine all mine
there's no room for
you any more

You had your chance
this heart rejected
you, the transplant
failed a long time
ago.

There is one
little part,the
part that was yours
that's reserved for me
A new file replaced
yours
it's called Success
love and happiness
for ever more.

THE WILDERNESS OF PEACE by Thelma Elizabeth Zaracostas

8/19/2006

FROM TRINITY'S BLUE FOLDER

THE WILDERNESS OF PEACE.

MUSIC FILLED THE DARKNESS
SOFT RHYTHM IN THE NIGHT
QUIETLY, RISING AND FALLING
FILLING ALL THE SPACES
SHADOWS MELTING INTO LIGHT
THE PAINTERS BRUSH
THE POETS STREAM OF THOUGHT
THE DREAMERS DREAM
THE BLACKNESS BECAME
THE WILDERNESS OF PEACE
A PLACE BEYOND THE SUNRISE
ABOVE THE STRICKEN WORLD
WHERE NATURE AND LOVE WERE ONE
THE PLACE WHERE TIME BEGAN,AND PEACE WAS KING
THERE WAS THE SIMPLICITY OF DRINKING FROM A STREAM
EATING FROM A TREE
LAYING IN A FRESH GREEN FIELD
LAUGHTER ,FREEDOM,AND SUNSHINE
A PLACE BEYOND THIS WORLD
THE PLACE I DREAM FOR YOU MY LOVE
THE WILDERNESS OF PEACE.

TRINITY(MICHELLE)

Careful by Thelma Elizabeth Zaracostas

8/17/2007

Please be careful what you say
especially to a child
Did you know that words
can harm and hurt
lower self esteem.

Words like "You idiot
can't you do anything right"
"You will never amount to anything
stupid, stupid child"

They are only beginning their adventures in life
Children need to grow and feel good about themselves
loved and accepted for
who they are

Children respond better to praise
than put downs!

If words are put upon paper
they can be torn up rubbed out
but the words that
are spoken will stay
deep down inside

A little child needs to be
spoken to so they feel
valued, not hopless insecure
and worthless.
Remember they are people
and have feelings
just like you!

So please be careful what you say especially to a child.

SHADOWS OF LIFE by Thelma Elizabeth Zaracostas

7/4/2008

TRIBUTE TO ANTHEA.

She walked in the shadows
covered with kindness and smiles
Darkness of her life and unhappiness
bottled deep inside. demands from many
close to her, she thought only of them,
she became a non person living only
in the shadows of life

Years of pain hidden away, as she struggled
to get through each day. Gave so much to
others in this life.
Felt unloved and neglected hid this secret
deep inside.
She ofen wondered if she had given enough
of her time to everyone.

Fate came knocking on her door.
Hospital room four white walls
Day by day visitors came.
Closest of friends rallied around
never left her on her own.

She could not understand, why the shadows
in her life, had suddenly turned to light.
She asked why am I deserving of all this
love and attention?
A friend took her gently by the hand,
it's a awful lesson for you to learn
when one is at deaths door, so be it
if you now can see,
How much you are loved and that's no lie.

The grim reaper was getting closer,
he knew his job was almost over,
She knew that she was loved, no more
shadows in her life.
The angel took her by the hand
they walked away into the light
she was now ready to meet her maker!

FOURTH OF JULY by Thelma Elizabeth Zaracostas

7/3/2008

Independance Day the Fourth of July, to all here from the USA who celebrate this Special Day, have a very happy holiday weekend.