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There's so much bad news in the world now, especially for folk on our side of the political spectrum. So it's important to take a few minutes now and then to realise that it is not ALL doom and gloom out there.

Twas' 11 days before Christmas, around 9:38 when 20 beautiful children stormed through heaven's gate. their smiles were contagious, their laughter filled the air. they could hardly believe all the beauty they saw there. they were filled with such joy, they didn't know what to say. they remembered nothing of what had happened that day. "where are we?" asked a little girl, as quiet as a mouse.Br> "this is heaven." declared a small boy. "we're spending Christmas at God's house!" when what to their wondering eyes did appear, but Jesus, their savior, the children gathered near. He looked at them...

There are times we will remember. There are times we will forget. There are times marked now forever. And, the times not marked as yet. There are times we've had together, much of which not soon forgot. There are times of sweet surrender, bolstered with, 'forget me nots'. Ill-witted whims from those thought clever echo through our nation's halls. Voiced by all who wish to sever the harkened notes of bugle calls. Though the past is gone, now forever, it still whispers warnings behind our ears. A warning truth of down-pour stormings with brightened mornings to face our fears. And,...

Today upon a bus I saw A lovely maid with golden hair I envied her - she seemed so gay- And oh, I wished I were so fair, When suddenly she rose to leave, I saw her hobble down the aisle; She had one foot and wore a crutch, But as she passed, a smile, Oh God, forgive me when I whine, I have two feet - the world is mine. And when I stopped to buy some sweets, The lad who served me had such charm He seemed to radiate good cheer, His manner was so kind and warm....

As I wander on life's pathway I know not what the future holds As I ponder, hope grows fonder Precious sacred scenes unfold Precious memories, how they lingerHow they ever flood my soulIn the stillness of the midnightPrecious sacred scenes unfold Precious memories, how they lingerHow they ever flood my soulIn the stillness of the midnightPrecious sacred scenes unfold Precious memories, how they lingerHow they ever flood my soulIn the stillness of the midnightPrecious sacred scenes unfold WAYLON JENNINGS - PRECIOUS MEMORIES

For those interested, Turner Classic Movies will air "Doctor Zhivago" tonight starting at 8PM E.S.T.. While I don't approve of the adultery of the film's hero, it is one of the few times when Hollywood produced a huge epic showing how awful life under Soviet totalitarian communism truly was. For that reason alone it's worth seeing at least once. Tom Courtnenay's youthfully idealistic Pasha provides a great example of a liberal who gets power then proceeds to torment everyone else for the "common good." The scene where Zhivago returns to his wife and family after World War I only to...

Over the river, and through the wood, to Grandfather’s house we go; the horse knows the way to carry the sleigh through the white and drifted snow. Over the river, and through the wood, to Grandfather’s house away! We would not stop for doll or top, for ’tis Thanksgiving Day. Over the river, and through the wood— oh, how the wind does blow! It stings the toes and bites the nose, as over the ground we go. Over the river, and through the wood, with a clear blue winter sky. The dogs do bark and the children hark, as we...

The poignant words of John D Rockefeller, Jr, “Not long since I sought to formulate in my own mind the things that make life most worth living, without which it would have little meaning. Some of these things have been relegated to bygone days; some are regarded as long since outgrown. Nevertheless I believe they are every one of them fundamental and eternal. They are the principles on which my wife and I have tried to bring up our family; they are the principles in which my father believed and by which he governed his life. They are the principles,...

Most geeks will know William Shatner as the original Captain Kirk from Star Trek. Shatner has also acted in other memorable roles including lawyer Denny Crane and Frank O’Hara on Psych. Shatner has launched a new application called Shatoetry that plays on Shatner’s known body of spoken word works. The app is available for the iPhone and comes with a library of pre-recorded words allowing users to create unique “Shatisms” that play using Shatner’s voice. Shatner says that his life is unlike any other celebrity allowing users to make him say whatever they want him to say. The app supports...

Welcome To.... 'Amy's Place' welcomes all poets and those who enjoy poetry.'Amy's Place' is more than just about poetry.Come in, relax, and share with fellow FReepersyour thoughts about any of the things on the *Menu*. Enjoy! :) Never Forget! Bad Penny Amy's personal guardian ~ the ever charming, lovable, huggable, LouieWolf Many thanks for stopping by. : )

Eyes wide with fear as I anxiously wait the details running through my mind each day, time is fleeting; I pray I am not late, for any mistake, I will have to pay. But what of this insatiable beast that takes from some, punished for their hard work. It gorges on itself, a bloating feast, while ruling from on high with cynics smirk. Punishment is the price of labors pain, while some will gladly live, no payment due. You cannot fight this, trying is insane, prepare, for it will always come for you. So add it up, and accept what...

The reason it is so depressing to read Alone, the middle volume of William Manchester's biography of Winston Churchill, is not because the British government was so obtuse in failing to listen to Churchill's constant warnings about the rising menace of Adolf Hitler. Why should that be depressing? After all, when Hitler finally got the war he had wanted for so long, Churchill was elevated at last to be prime minister of Britain, and in that position he saved Britain and, by the way, the world. So this is the prelude to a tale of triumph. It is sad to...

Welcome To.... 'Amy's Place' welcomes all poets and those who enjoy poetry.'Amy's Place' is more than just about poetry.Come in, relax, and share with fellow FReepersyour thoughts about any of the things on the *Menu*. Enjoy! :) Never Forget! Bad Penny Amy's personal guardian ~ the ever charming, lovable, huggable, LouieWolf Many thanks for stopping by. : )

If 'bam get's reelected, will we host another extravaganza? Will we have another poet reciting verse. In case you forgot: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=y7eH7U3vCLQ Well, this time, let's give somebody else a turn at the podium. I nominate Snoop Dogg: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=RaCodgL9cvk&feature=relmfu

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I am looking for a poem written by an English nobleman, Sir ________, in the poem is a stanza or possibly just one line, "there is no greater folly than the spirit of melancholy". Asking here because freepers know just about everything.

Welcome To.... 'Amy's Place' welcomes all poets and those who enjoy poetry.'Amy's Place' is more than just about poetry.Come in, relax, and share with fellow FReepersyour thoughts about any of the things on the *Menu*. Enjoy! :) Never Forget! Bad Penny Amy's personal guardian ~ the ever charming, lovable, huggable, LouieWolf Many thanks for stopping by. : )

Please forgive me if this is in the wrong forum, or posted incorrectly -- long time "replier" but first-time poster.... Just got an email from Mrs. Hoss at work.... "Hey Sweetheart, While finishing my lunch, I penned a new verse for the statue of Liberty. Instead of: 'Give me your tired, your poor, Your huddled masses yearning to breathe free, The wretched refuse of your teeming shore. Send these, the homeless, tempest-tost to me, I lift my lamp beside the golden door!' Now it should be: Forgive my people, now full of woe, Who voted away liberty and now live...

A couple of musical renditions of a great Rudyard Kipling poem that sadly tells the story of our times. Gods of the Copybook Headings Rudyard Kipling 'Gods of the Copybook Headings' Poem plus Cinamatic original music by the JAK Project. A perfect marriage of great timeless poetry and monumental composition. An Aural and Visual experience by TheJAKPROJECT: Popup In Your Browser or On Youtube A folk song rendition by Elaine Diane Taylor Some liberties are taken with the words as written by Kipling. Popup In Your Browser or On Youtube The Poem As I pass through my incarnations in every...

Welcome To.... 'Amy's Place' welcomes all poets and those who enjoy poetry.'Amy's Place' is more than just about poetry.Come in, relax, and share with fellow FReepersyour thoughts about any of the things on the *Menu*. Enjoy! :) Never Forget! Bad Penny Amy's personal guardian ~ the ever charming, lovable, huggable, LouieWolf Many thanks for stopping by. : )