Posted in eabits, philosophy, uncategorized on May 2, 2009| Leave a Comment »
Musician’s hell – all discords and unharmonious
Doctor’s hell – all suffering and disease
Architect’s hell – all incongruous and grotesque
Chief’s hell – all bad tastes or no tastes
Perfume maker’s hell – all sulfur and foul odors
Ecologist’s hell – all pollution upon pollutions
Educator’s hell – all ignorance and worse
-eab, 1970’s
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A purchase was made in a town that had class.
The house had a decent and well-shaded plot.
How “lucky” they were to have found it at last,
And soon it was handsomely bought.
His mistress was pleased, “The location is great.”
Amenities? Yes! There had flowed thru her thought;
A vision of high entertainment, of late,
T’was something her soul had long sought.
His daughters were also in love with the place,
(Though daily the four of them selfishly fought.)
They loved the attention; they loved the fast pace,
Incredibly more, than they ought.
Did this town have action? At night it was “wired!”
(That – long before current men knew the term “watt.”)
Adulteries and shows, fornications were hired.
The city was full of such rot.
The house is so perfect, so very “upscale;”
The garden, the orchard, the gold apricot.
But is it not time to consider a sale?
A single look shows such a blot.
Oh, see how the married girls all have become.
Each husband is drinking or is a sad sot.
The two who remain, are unmarried at home.
They’ll likely get, just what “sis” got.
But mom has her Garden Club, daughters have peers,
And dad has a seat at the city’s prime “slot.”
They’ve each gotten used to sin’s grime – without fears.
Besides, who would buy their big yacht?
Two angels appeared in the evening, like men.
The man, wife, and daughters reverted (as taught).
They offered protection from Sodom’s sad sin,
But leaving there seemed a “long shot.”
“My city, so fair on the plains of my dream,
“My Sodom will burn? Get exceedingly hot?”
The son-in-laws doubt him, “Things are what they seem”
“Your daughters will stay. They’ll go not!”
Reluctant to flee, yet forbidden to stay;
So closely aligned there, so tight was the knot.
They waited, they stalled, “Was there no other way.”
Must they flee their loved “Camelot”?
So pulled out by angels – reluctant to start,
Reluctant to leave her young daughter’s new “tot,”
The mother so slowly, but surely lost heart,
And turned – That’s as far as she got.
The city soon burned, scorched by heaven’s own fire.
Position and influence, mansion; were shot.
Hot brimstone consumed all of one man’s desire,
Sulfuric clouds reigned o’er the spot.
“Roll back in your journey, swift suns of my life.”
“Return my lost son-in-laws, children, and wife.”
“I give you my Sodom, so foolishly sought –”
“I, Lot, lost a lot – on that lot.” -eab, May 2001
Posted in Canada, died today, poet British, today in history, uncategorized, tagged 1871 married Princess Louise Caroline Alberta, 1878-1883, 1914, born 8/6/1845, Britain, Cambridge, Campbell, Canadian Life and Scenery, careless slumber, changeless Shade, daughter of Queen Victoria, died this date, East Cowes, England, Eton St. Andrews, eyelids close, founded the Royal Society of Canada, from every sin, From evil shall He keep thy soul, God the Lord, Governor and Constable, Governor General of Canada, He sleepeth not, He slumbereth ne’er, His holy care, in the silent night, Isle of Wight, Israel in His holy care, Jehovah, Jehovah shall preserve, Jehovah thy Defense, John George Douglas Sutherland Campbell, John wrote The Book of Psalms, Keeper, keepeth Israel, Literally Rendered in Verse, Marquess [mär’ kwis] of Lorne, Member of Parliament, Middlesex, my longing eyes, my salvation, Ninth Duke of Argyll, no moon, promote the arts and sciences, safe shalt thou be, sun by day, thy going out thy coming in, Trinity College, Unto the hills, Westminster, who heaven and earth made, Windsor Castle on May 2, 2009| Leave a Comment »
Unto the hills around do I lift up my longing eyes
O whence for me shall my salvation come, from whence arise?
From God, the Lord, doth come my certain aid,
From God, the Lord, who heaven and earth hath made.
He will not suffer that thy foot be moved: safe shalt thou be.
No careless slumber shall His eyelids close, who keepeth thee.
Behold, He sleepeth not, He slumbereth ne’er,
Who keepeth Israel in His holy care.
Jehovah is Himself thy Keeper true, thy changeless Shade;
Jehovah thy Defense on thy right hand Himself hath made.
And thee no sun by day shall ever smite;
No moon shall harm thee in the silent night.
From every evil shall He keep thy soul, from every sin;
Jehovah shall preserve thy going out, thy coming in.
Above thee watching, He Whom we adore
Shall keep thee henceforth, yea, forevermore.
John George Douglas Sutherland Campbell died this date (5/2/1914) at East Cowes, Isle of Wight. John was Ninth Duke of Argyll and Marquess [mär’ kwis] of Lorne, attended Eton St. Andrews and Trinity College, Cambridge. In 1871 he married Princess Louise Caroline Alberta, daughter of Queen Victoria of Britain. Campbell was a Member of Parliament, Governor General of Canada (1878-1883), and Governor and Constable of Windsor Castle. In 1882 he founded the Royal Society of Canada to promote the arts and sciences. John wrote: The Book of Psalms, Literally Rendered in Verse and Canadian Life and Scenery. He was born 8/6/1845 in Westminster, Middlesex, England.
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