HR

What can I say about human resources?
I don't  know much so let me list all my sources
I hear it's a place of great contemplation
A small but key aspect of business communication
In general a rather taciturn breed.
With pay checks and training and the things we all need.
But often unnoticed these work heroes are,
When the praise is sometimes shadowed by a rock or a star.
For without this small crew, things just would work.
Like the enterprise without a Picard or a Kirk
Sometimes life, it just isn't fair,
We all sometimes feel like nobody cares.
But In a small, charming office, in the bowels of the ship.
At the heart of the company, with the engine lit.
Helping everyone, who needs somewhere to be.
Sailing for its company on a wide accountacy.
Yet deep down we all know, That owe them a lot,
If you're familiar or new or just feel forgot.
It's a place of commitment and nothing's to small
A haven for the fallen, before and after the fall.

Writing to find a muse

Every day the morning sun,

Signals where I started from,

But moves are slow and hearts wont go,

Where all adventures stand strong

Lost will is hanging by a thread,

The sword of Damocles trims my head

To cut in half, i can but laugh,

As I long to join the ungrateful dead

The river Stixs consumed me,

Such story can i share with thee,

of moments in time, when life was fine,

And I could simply be

Such tracks are dusted from memories sake,

Paths now new adventures take,

to lands once old, now fresh and cold,

Till i find the morning sun is mine to retake.

   Edward Ramsden

14/03/13

A poor attempt at some form of medieval poetry.

Amazing Bob Marley Quote

“Only once in your life, I truly believe, you find someone who can completely turn your world around. You tell them things that you’ve never shared with another soul and they absorb everything you say and actually want to hear more. You share hopes for the future, dreams that will never come true, goals that were never achieved and the many disappointments life has thrown at you. When something wonderful happens, you can’t wait to tell them about it, knowing they will share in your excitement. They are not embarrassed to cry with you when you are hurting or laugh with you when you make a fool of yourself. Never do they hurt your feelings or make you feel like you are not good enough, but rather they build you up and show you the things about yourself that make you special and even beautiful. There is never any pressure, jealousy or competition but only a quiet calmness when they are around. You can be yourself and not worry about what they will think of you because they love you for who you are. The things that seem insignificant to most people such as a note, song or walk become invaluable treasures kept safe in your heart to cherish forever. Memories of your childhood come back and are so clear and vivid it’s like being young again. Colours seem brighter and more brilliant. Laughter seems part of daily life where before it was infrequent or didn’t exist at all. A phone call or two during the day helps to get you through a long day’s work and always brings a smile to your face. In their presence, there’s no need for continuous conversation, but you find you’re quite content in just having them nearby. Things that never interested you before become fascinating because you know they are important to this person who is so special to you. You think of this person on every occasion and in everything you do. Simple things bring them to mind like a pale blue sky, gentle wind or even a storm cloud on the horizon. You open your heart knowing that there’s a chance it may be broken one day and in opening your heart, you experience a love and joy that you never dreamed possible. You find that being vulnerable is the only way to allow your heart to feel true pleasure that’s so real it scares you. You find strength in knowing you have a true friend and possibly a soul mate who will remain loyal to the end. Life seems completely different, exciting and worthwhile. Your only hope and security is in knowing that they are a part of your life.”

Wandering Poets and Lovers

I welcome lovers, poets come,

To thy table, dont feel out done,

The love we share, will nay compare,

To the freind that you will become.

Come drink my wine and share my bread,

till time it come to rest ye heads,

You journey tires, with whip and wire,

Oh sweet stranger share my bed.

No coffer do i need from you,

My ark is yours, for ye to use,

So share my home, till feet do roam,

Then know me freind until ye move.

The cock doth crow and ye depart,

To where all the adventrures are,

With carridge packed and with no map,

Thou treads beneath diana's star.

For many years have passed since this,

I often wonder where thou is.

Art thou alive on history side. 

Or Perished thus like morning mist.

Ill never know but keep thy door,

open to ye beck an call

To hurry back and dont lose track

Your love has stayed, peoms and all..

 

 

Medieval verse

Art though such a sight to see,

A riddle in a mysetry

Of fallen foes and angry woes,

Hidden for the world to see,

How doth one come to love you so,

When all hearts are flesh and bone,

kept alive through pain and strive

To live the harvest all alone.

If to carry on is nothing new,

My heart does linger in your room,

You dont see, that part of me.

That lives for more than sun and moon.

A river swept me far from you,

with little time for breathing room,

so i held my head, beneath the bed,

Till my water filled lungs balloned.

Dont take no heed of fallen foes,

the river swept them far from home

no tears for me, just leave me be

Im better as someone noone knows.

The sun has set, the harvests here

A villian gone, the world it cheers

that one more thing, to ruin spring,

Has vanished from out future years.

My first attempt at medieval verse poetry.

It really has no focus story, which Medieval verse is build around.
Ill work towards that, but for now I've got to install some more sweet mods on JC2.

EXTENDED GRAPPLE FOR THE WIN!