2013年12月31日 星期二

Happy New Year



Here comes the New Year
Wiping out all the fear
That we had in the old year.

It's the favourite of all
Makes people rise even if they had fall
Hoping for the best
Forgetting the rest.

It's such a classic eve
Where good wishes people take and give
Its a moment of happiness
Where people bury all their worries
And take some time out for themselves.

New year makes to vanish the past
Gives us dreams that never last
It rings out the old
and rings in the view
Making all the old things fold
Giving an altogether different view.

Happy New Year. Happy New Year.

May this year bring you peace
and
lots of happiness dear.


Kavya

2013年12月30日 星期一

How happy is the little Stone

  




How happy is the little Stone
That rambles in the Road alone,
And doesn't care about Careers
And Exigencies never fears—
Whose Coat of elemental Brown
A passing Universe put on,
And independent as the Sun
Associates or glows alone,
Fulfilling absolute Decree
In casual simplicity—

Emily Dickinson
                                                
                                                 
                        

                                                                  

2013年12月29日 星期日

【 走向王維 】


 
一群瞌睡的鳥
被你
用稿紙摺成的月亮
窸窸索索的驚起
撲翅的聲音
嚇得所有樹葉一哄而散
空山
闃無人跡
只有你,手撫澗邊石頭上的溼苔
啊!都這麼老了
滿谷的春花
依時而萎
天寶十年?十二年?十五年?
生得,死得,閑得
自在得如後院手植的那株露葵
而一道下午
體內體外都是一片蒼茫
唯有未乾的硯池
仍蓄滿了黑色的囂騷
於是,懶懶地,策杖而行
像三里外的水窮處踱去
佇立,迎面看山
看雲,靉靉靆靆地
從你荒涼的額上淡然散去
這時這然想到一句好詩
剛整好吹亂的蒼髮又給忘了
前些日子,有人問起:
你哪首詩最具禪機?
你閑閑的答曰:
不就是從「積雨輞川莊作」第三句中
漠漠飛去的
那隻白鷺
語畢,一衣襟的紫苜蓿
沿著石階一路簌簌抖落
秋,便瘦瘦地
隨著猶溫的夕陽
閃身進入了你蕭索的山莊
山雨滂沱的日子
校書
坐禪
飲一點點莊子的秋水
或隔著雨窗
看野煙在為南山結著髮辮
偶爾,悻悻然
回想當年位安祿山所執的
種種不甘
一天便這般瑣瑣碎碎地
或立,或坐,或擲筆而起
及至渡頭的落日
被船夫
一篙子送到對岸
院子的落葉一宿無話
晨起
負手踱蹀於終南山下
突然於溪水中
看到自己受成了一株青竹
風吹來
節節都在搖晃
節節都在堅持
我走向你
進入你最後一節為我預留的空白


洛夫


2013年12月27日 星期五

Fun, fun, fun

A retired gentleman went to the social security office to apply for Social Security.
The woman behind the counter asked him for his driver's license to verify his age. He looked in his pockets and realized he had left his wallet at home.

He told the woman that he was very sorry but he seemed to have left his wallet at home. "I will have to go home and come back later."

The woman says, "Unbutton your shirt." So he opens his shirt revealing curly silver hair.

She says, "That silver hair on your chest is proof enough for me" and she processed his Social Security application.

When he gets home, the man excitedly tells his wife about his experience at the social security office.

She says, "You should have dropped your pants. You might have gotten disability too."



A Doctor died and was being screened for the destination of his soul's eternal afterlife. Unfortunately he'd been a bit of a lout and greedy to boot, so he wasn't quite certain what to expect. Upon his arrival at the Pearly Gates, Saint Peter greeted him and informed the Doctor that he would be allowed to choose from one of the doors before him, but that because of his greed and misdeeds, he may find the choices rather disturbing.
Upon opening the first door, he saw fire and brimstone of truly Biblical proportions, a horrifying sight, and quickly closed it.
After looking through the second door, he was even more horrified to see various tortured souls ravaged by plague, disease, and other maladies too terrible to mention, while an evil guard stood watch.
Nervously he opened the third door to discover groups of white-coated male physicians, being waited on hand and foot by beautiful young women dressed in little more than nursing caps!
He rushed excitedly back to Saint Peter and said, "I'll take the third door!"
"Oh, no, I'm afraid that's not possible," exclaimed Saint Peter. "That's NURSES' Hell!"



During the wedding rehearsal, the groom approached the vicar with an unusual offer.

"Look, I’ll give you £100 if you’ll change the wedding vows. When you get to me and the part where I’m to promise to ‘love, honor and obey’ and ‘forsaking all others, be faithful to her forever,’ I’d appreciate it if you’d just leave that part out." He passed the clergyman the cash and walked away satisfied.

It is now the day of the wedding, and the bride and groom have moved to that part of the ceremony where the vows are exchanged. When it comes time for the groom’s vows, the vicar looks the young man in the eye and says:

"Will you promise to prostrate yourself before her, obey her every command and wish, serve her breakfast in bed every morning of your life and swear eternally before God and your lovely wife that you will not ever even look at another woman, as long as you both shall live?"

The groom gulped and looked around, and said in a tiny voice, "Yes." The groom leaned toward the vicar and hissed, "I thought we had a deal."

The vicar put the £100 into his hand and whispered back, "She made me a much better offer."
Top of Form
Bottom of Form

A young man was walking through a supermarket to pick up a few things when he noticed an old lady following him around. Thinking nothing of it, he ignored her and continued on.

Finally he went to the check-out line, but she got in front of him. "Pardon me," she said, "I'm sorry if my staring at you has made you feel uncomfortable. It's just that you look just like my son, who I haven't seen in a long time."

"That's a shame," replied the young man, "is there anything I can do for you?"

"Yes," she said, "As I'm leaving, can you say 'Good bye, Mother!'? It would make me feel so much better."

"Sure," answered the young man. So, when the old woman was leaving, he called out, "Goodbye, Mother!"

As he stepped up to the check-out counter, he saw that his total was $127.50. "How can that be?" he asked, "I only purchased a few things!"

The clerk replied, "Your mother said that you would pay for her."


2013年12月24日 星期二

If I had one Christmas wish





If I had one Christmas wish,
A wish I knew would come true;
One that would be granted me,
What would I then wish for you?

Oh, I could wish for money,
Maybe material things;
Or, time for you to relax,
Before the next doorbell rings.

I could wish you nice weather,
To enjoy a few days outside;
Or, I could wish you a snowfall,
So you could snuggle inside.

I could wish you a family visit,
Or, just some time to be alone;
A time of deep reflection,
Of a time that’s long since gone.

If God would grant me one wish,
And told me it would come true;
After thinking long and hard,
Here’s what I would wish for you:

I would wish for you to receive,
Christmas’ true celebration;
The gift of God’s only Son,
Who brings to us salvation.

That would be my Christmas wish,
If I had one wish to give;
For you to know God’s mercy,
And then eternally live.




Loyd C. Taylor

 

2013年12月23日 星期一

平安夜



平安夜,聖善夜!
萬暗中,光華射,
照著聖母也照著聖嬰,
多少慈詳也多少天真,
靜享天賜安眠,靜享天賜安眠。

平安夜,聖善夜!
牧羊人,在曠野,
忽然看見了天上光華,
聽見天軍唱哈利路亞,
救主今夜降生,救主今夜降生!

平安夜,聖善夜!
神子愛,光皎潔,
救贖宏恩的黎明來到,
聖容發出來榮光普照,
耶稣我主降生,耶稣我主降生!







2013年12月19日 星期四

The Christmas Tree


In the dark and damp of the alley cold,
Lay the Christmas tree that hadn't been sold;
By a shopman dourly thrown outside;
With the ruck and rubble of Christmas-tide;
Trodden deep in the muck and mire,
Unworthy even to feed a fire...
So I stopped and salvaged that tarnished tree,
And thus is the story it told to me:

"My Mother was Queen of the forest glade,
And proudly I prospered in her shade;
For she said to me: 'When I am dead,
You will be monarch in my stead,
And reign, as I, for a hundred years,
A tower of triumph amid your peers,
When I crash in storm I will yield you space;
Son, you will worthily take my place.'

"So I grew in grace like a happy child,
In the heart of the forest free and wild;
And the moss and the ferns were all about,
And the craintive mice crept in and out;
And a wood-dove swung on my highest twig,
And a chipmunk chattered: 'So big! So big!'
And a shy fawn nibbled a tender shoot,
And a rabbit nibbled under my root...
Oh, I was happy in rain and shine
As I thought of the destiny that was mine!
Then a man with an axe came cruising by
And I knew that my fate was to fall and die.

"With a hundred others he packed me tight,
And we drove to a magic city of light,
To an avenue lined with Christmas trees,
And I thought: may be I'll be one of these,
Tinselled with silver and tricked with gold,
A lovely sight for a child to behold;
A-glitter with lights of every hue,
Ruby and emerald, orange and blue,
And kiddies dancing, with shrieks of glee -
One might fare worse than a Christmas tree.

"So they stood me up with a hundred more
In the blaze of a big department store;
But I thought of the forest dark and still,
And the dew and the snow and the heat and the chill,
And the soft chinook and the summer breeze,
And the dappled deer and the birds and the bees...
I was so homesick I wanted to cry,
But patient I waited for someone to buy.
And some said 'Too big,' and some 'Too small,'
And some passed on saying nothing at all.
Then a little boy cried: Ma, buy that one,'
But she shook her head: 'Too dear, my son."
So the evening came, when they closed the store,
And I was left on the littered floor,
A tree unwanted, despised, unsold,
Thrown out at last in the alley cold."

Then I said: "Don't sorrow; at least you'll be
A bright and beautiful New Year's tree,
All shimmer and glimmer and glow and gleam,
A radiant sight like a fairy dream.
For there is a little child I know,
Who lives in poverty, want and woe;
Who lies abed from morn to night,
And never has known an hour's delight..."

So I stood the tree at the foot of her bed:
"Santa's a little late," I said.
"Poor old chap! Snowbound on the way,
But he's here at last, so let's be gay."
Then she woke from sleep and she saw you there,
And her eyes were love and her lips were prayer.
And her thin little arms were stretched to you
With a yearning joy that they never knew.
She woke from the darkest dark to see
Like a heavenly vision, that Christmas Tree.

Her mother despaired and feared the end,
But from that day she began to mend,
To play, to sing, to laugh with glee...
Bless you, O little Christmas Tree!
You died, but your life was not in vain:
You helped a child to forget her pain,
And let hope live in our hearts again.




Robert William Service

2013年12月18日 星期三

A Silly Thing to Do



When Father pulled a cracker

with silly Uncle Joe,

they pulled and pulled and struggled

-then father just let go!

Poor Uncle Joe went flying,

he flew into the street

and entered into orbit

-still sitting in his seat!


You'll see him every Christmas,
he rises in the West.
just east of Mars and Saturn

is where you'll see him best..

He circles earth twice monthly.

So give poor Joe a thought,
when you pull your Christmas crackers

and drink your Christmas port.

 
Peter Dixon



2013年12月17日 星期二

【 霜降的田野 】



霜降是霜的生日 
滿地
投下白花花的刀子
莊稼收盡,野草枯萎
多餘的一切全被刪去
又一年被時間忘記
沒有人注意寒露怎麽鍛成了利刃
草蟲靜靜地伏在黃葉下
如雨的急管繁弦斷了 
只田埋下地老天荒的愛情 
沒有人注意草蟲是怎麽死的
降霜後的田野,蕭瑟而肅穆
慘淡的大片空白裏
大地,袒露著一種莊嚴的淒美


李瑛


李瑛(1926-  ),河北豐潤人。詩集有《野戰詩集》、《靜靜的哨所》、《美國之旅》、《在燃燒的戰場》等。