2019久久鸭


2019久久鸭



browser

Site Map


Lawrence Turner
Design




Contemporary design and traditionalcraftsmanship
Morning Star Athbhreith AthbheochanKwisatz Haderach Druid
LawrenceTurner
Construction



Contemporarydesign and traditionalcraftsmanship


i awoke to the dawning of a new day.
the rainbow light spiraled down, filtered by the cork oak leaves.
anacorn worm inched its way along a recently cut oak branch laying in the gravel.
raven caws while fluffy clouds skate across an azuresky.



Morning Star Athbhreith AthbheochanKwisatz Haderach Druid

"Didn't know when I started out
that I would becomeThe TrumanShow."

Lawrence Turner
Glendora, California







The Sun was Shining on theSea,
Shining with all hismight:
He did his very best to make
The billows smooth andbright--
And this was odd, because it was
The middle of the night.

The moon was shiningsulkily,
Because she thought the sun
Had got no business to bethere

After the day was done--
"It's very rude of him," she said,
"To come and spoil the fun!"
The sea was wet as wet could be,
The sands were dry as dry.
You could not see a cloud, because
No cloud was in the sky:
No birdswere flying overhead--
There were no birds to fly.

The Walrusand the Carpenter
Were walking close at hand;
They wept like anythingto see
Such quantities of sand:
"If this were only cleared away,"
They said, "it would be grand!"

"Ifnine maids with nine mops
Swept it for half a year.
Do you suppose," the Walrus said,
"Thatthey could get it clear?"
"I doubt it," said the Carpenter,
And shed a bitter tear.

"O Oysters, come and walk with us!"
The Walrus did beseech.
"A pleasant walk, a pleasant talk,
Along the briny beach:
We cannotdo with more than four,
To give a hand to each."

The eldestOyster looked at him,
But never a word he said:
The eldest Oysterwinked his eye,
And shook his heavy head--
Meaning to say he did notchoose
To leave the oyster-bed.

But four young Oysters hurriedup,
All eager for the treat:
Their coats were brushed,their faces washed,
Their shoes were clean and neat
--
And this wasodd, because, you know,
They hadn't any feet.

Four other Oystersfollowed them,
And yet another four;
And thick and fast they came atlast,
And more, and more, and more--
All hopping through the frothywaves,
And scrambling to the shore.


walrus and the carpenter


The Walrus and the Carpenter
Walkedon a mile or so,
And then they rested on a rock
Conveniently low:
And all the little Oysters stood
And waited in a row.

"The timehas come," the Walrus said,
"To talk of many things:
Of shoes--andships--and sealing-wax--
Of cabbages--and kings--
And why the sea isboiling hot--
And whether pigs have wings."

"But wait a bit," the Oysters cried,
"Before we have our chat;
Forsome of us are out of breath,
And all of us are fat!"
"No hurry!"said the Carpenter.
They thanked him much for that.

"A loaf ofbread," the Walrus said,
"Is what we chiefly need:
Pepper and vinegarbesides
Are very good indeed--
Now if you're ready, Oysters dear,
We can begin to feed."

"But not on us!" the Oysters cried,
Turning a little blue.
"After such kindness, that would be
A dismalthing to do!"
"The night is fine," the Walrus said.
"Do you admirethe view?

"It was so kind of you to come!
And you are verynice!"
The Carpenter said nothing but
"Cut us another slice:
Iwish you were not quite so deaf--
I've had to ask you twice!"

"It seems a shame," the Walrus said,
"To play them such a trick,
After we've brought them out so far,
And made them trot so quick!"
The Carpenter said nothing but
"The butter's spread too thick!"

"I weep for you," the Walrus said:
"I deeply sympathize."
With sobs and tears he sorted out
Those of the largest size,
Holding his pocket-handkerchief
Before his streaming eyes.

"OOysters," said the Carpenter,
"You've had a pleasant run!
Shall we betrotting home again?'
But answer came there none--
And this wasscarcely odd, because
They'd eaten every one.




The EmeraldCity

Somewhere under the rainbow
theEmerald Citygleams
I've been there many times before
and still go there indreams
With towerstall that touch the sky
many wondrous things to see
I'll show them allto you, my dear
take my hand and come with me

Somewhere under therainbow
that sparkling city shines
Where people help their fellow man
and treat each other kind
I gaze across the Hudson
see the towersstanding tall
it sometimes it makes me wonder
why when closer I feelsmall

Laura Josselyn © 2001




opium_pipe_dream


On and on they walked, and it seemed thatthe great carpet of opium poppies that surrounded them would never end.

Theyfollowed the bend of the river, and at last came upon their friend the Lion,lying fast asleep among the poppies.

The opium poppies had been too strong forthe huge beast and he had given up at last, and fallen only a short distancefrom the end of the opium poppy bed, where the sweet grass spread in beautifulgreen fields before them.

"We can do nothing for him," said theTin Woodman,sadly; "for he is much too heavy to lift.We must leave himhere to sleep on forever, and perhaps he will dream that he has found courageat last."

"I'm sorry," said theScarecrow.

"The Lionwas a very good comrade for one so cowardly. But let us goon."



Copyright © Lawrence Turner
All Rights Reserved