When you feel the pings in your tummy,
And blogging is the only way,
You know its not a time to run to mummy,
Blog away, hey hey hey.

When you see a good post on your travel,
Digg it in digg today,
Or stumble it in your ravel,
Blog away, hey hey hey…

Blog away,
Blog away,
Blog away,
Blog away,
When nothing else is the answer blog away….

Blog comments coming from around the globe,
People need to just know,
Is there a point to blogging?,
Blog away…hey hey hey…

The reason for blogging is confusing,
But I will try to be amusing,
Just hangout for a while,
Blog away…hey hey hey…

Blog away,
Blog away,
Blog away,
Blog away,
When nothing else is the answer blog away….

Well i thought i would write a funny blogging theme song dedicated for all the Bloggers out there, and for all the people that read the blogs…Blog Away Song is a funny but true look at the world of blogging…

To laugh is to risk appearing the fool,
To weep is to risk appearing sentimental,
To reach out for another is to risk involvement,
To expose the feelings is to risk exposing yourself,
To place ideas and dreams before the crowd is to risk loss,
To love is to risk rejection,
To live is to risk dying,
To hope is to risk despair,
To try at all is to risk failure,
But risk we must,
Because the greatest risk is to risk nothing,
For those that risk nothing,
Do nothing, have nothing, are nothing.

I wrote this poem back in 1996…When i wrote it i was young and was blockading down in Goolengook, down in east gippsland in victoria…It’s how i felt at the time when Norths ltd and other multinationals were destroying the old growth forest…We had many months of slowing the loggers down and i hadn’t seen civilisation in many months…a long tome…The forest Goolengook is now mainly gone except for a small section that was made in to a monatorium…Looking back at this Goolengook campaign reminds me of the other multinational crimes that are going on in the world now…

Goddess…tribute to Goolengook!

Since time begun they destroyed our heritage,
Our Lives,
Our people,
They took our wives, daughters, sons and men,
They even took our trees and our land,
They moulded the land into there evil selves,
Dry and empty, dry and empty, dry and empty.
Sadness dwells with and i feel it,
To kill is to become a killer,
And they kill everything i hold true,
So to destroy them i must do as them.
Destroy there ways, there tools,
To become crazy like the warrior,
And use my tools like the darkness.
The time is nigh and no one else cares,
Bless my soul, bless my soul.
Love the earth and she shall care,
Because dying for her is an honour,
And she shall guide my plan to bare.
Never again, never again,
Be a dead man walking amongst dead….

I call this poem the Goddess dedicated to Goolengook…meaning planet earth…the poem is copyright to timon weller and won international poem contest for the international poetry society in America for 2002…i dont mind people putting it on the site of blog just as long as you put my name as writer as this poem means alot to me…

HOME by el-eigh

Sitting infront of my computer today,
Made me feel somewhat out of way,
I’m missing someone I haven’t even seen,
Though it seems together we have always been.

We don’t know yet if it’s real,
Who knows if ours will someday be for real,
And I must say I am still afraid
Yet Thankful for that one who somehow made my fears fade.

I always think how is it like?,
To be with his arms around me tight,
How his green eyes tell me a lot,
That our souls want to separate not.

When I asked for light, I saw the light,
And guide me to where I should really be,
I think I found my way home…
Finally, a home who asked me not again to go.

By Lyndsay Cabildo