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April kicks off with a day for fools, but spends the rest of its weeks celebrating meters, diction and iambic pentameters. Yes, it’s National Poetry Month. And as part of a celebration of the written word, Garrison Keillor is once again using his Common Good Books in St. Paul for a poetry contest. It’s the third straight year, and Keillor himself is offering $5,000 in prizes – three winners will get a grand apiece, and four runners-up will each get $500. The theme this year? “Dear you.” So the work must be a letter to a “specific, living person,” the...

Researchers at the Large Hadron Collider just recently started testing the accelerator for running at the higher energy of 13 TeV, and already they have found new insights into the fundamental structure of the universe. Though four fundamental forces – the strong force, the weak force, the electromagnetic force and gravity – have been well documented and confirmed in experiments over the years, CERN announced today the first unequivocal evidence for the Force. “Very impressive, this result is,” said a diminutive green spokesperson for the laboratory.

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. : )

In the spirit of St. Patrick's Day, please post your limerick to celebrate Bibi's win.

FAIRFIELD, Conn. (CBSNewYork/AP) – Police in Fairfield, Connecticut, are investigating the discovery of two dead skunks with a sign reading “Obama Stinks.” Article at link I think

I am the great sun, but you do not see me, I am your husband, but you turn away. I am the captive, but you do not free me, I am the captain you will not obey. I am the truth, but you will not believe me, I am the city where you will not stay, I am your wife, your child, but you will leave me, I am that God to whom you will not pray. I am your counsel, but you do not hear me, I am the lover whom you will betray. I am the victor, but...

We need a laugh, we have been kicked in a chops a great deal these past too weeks. I just hope "The Box Tops" forgive me :-)https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=HIWY8UyW9bw

I finally had to put Old Gus out of my misery. Gus was the pickup I inherited from my Father. I wouldn't call Dad a hoarder, but the man had a collection of shoestrings. "Well, the boots might wear out, but you can always use the strings for stuff like hanging up pictures." You should have seen his art collection. Naked Mexican ladies hanging by a shoestring. That sounds like a new Showtime series. But I digress. Old Gus was like a brother to me. In fact, in Dad's will, he left me to Gus. Oh, I'll bet the lawyer...

Dear Diary: Some people look like their dogs; some like their spouses. You see they belong together, and you smile. This subway rider looked like, and belonged to, his thick book. Ginger hair, pulled back in a tail away from his ruddy baby face, matching his scruffy beard. Youthful and burly, rustic and earthy, dressed for the outdoors in a jacket and a pale red flannel shirt. Not yet spoiled by city life, innocent, unadventured, but poised to begin, clutching his treasured story in readiness. What was that book to him? Fiction? History? Autobiography? No clue from his silent eyes,...

Veteran actor Brian Blessed collapsed on stage with an apparent heart problem while playing King Lear. The 78-year-old had just started delivering his lines at the start of the Shakespearean tragedy when he fainted, toppled off a raised platform and fell heavily, his crown rolling to a halt at the front of the stage. Fellow actor Noel White, playing the Earl of Kent, announced quietly: ‘Ladies and gentlemen, this is not part of the play. Is there a doctor in the house?’ Indeed there was. A barely conscious Mr Blessed, flat on his back and surrounded by worried cast members...

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. : )

God Bless America by Irving Berlin While the storm clouds gather far across the sea, Let us swear allegiance to a land that's free. Let us all be grateful for a land so fair, As we raise our voices in a solemn prayer. God bless America, Land that I love, Stand beside her and guide her Through the night with a light from above; From the mountains, to the prairies, To the oceans white with foam, God bless America, My home, sweet home; God bless America, My home, sweet home.

My Dragonfly And Me If I could be a Dragon Fly and wing my way through the sky I would never be shy just me and my Dragon Fly! By moonlight we ride the wind chase the comets tail for fun by day we would hide from the sun our fragile wings would come undone On darkest nights we would use fireflies as our guide we would dip and we would glide through the heavens open wide and scatter diamonds in the night sky my Dragon Fly and me... And we would wing past our lovers silent in the...

<p>What you think might be a Pulitzer-quality epic might draw only a nice call from Mom, while a simple tale tossed off on deadline causes an uproar, or an avalanche of praise. One legendary former investigative reporter at this paper wrote scores of stories that changed laws and saved lives, yet never did he get more mail than when he wrote about burying his cat.</p>

To the tune of Dire Straits Money for nothing.... Now look at them yo-yo’s that’s the way you do it You get your welfare on your EBT. That ain’t workin’ that’s the way you do it Money for nothin’ and obamcare’s free. Now that ain’t workin’ that’s the way you do it Lemme tell ya them guys ain’t alone Maybe get you some extra SNAP bennies or Maybe get you an Obamaphone. We gotta use our welfare bennies, Custom HUD house on delivery We gotta use our extended unemployment We gotta use our EBT’s. See the little faggot with the...

For some reason, this song just came into my head. I had not thought about the album McCartney in a long time, although I have been listening to Paul's album called Ram. I'm fond of that title song RAM, usually played on Ukelele or Banjo. This album McCartney, was Paul's first released after John told the group that he (John) "wanted a divorce from the Beatles". When Paul released McCartney, many were struck by the bare bones instrumentation and production quality. Some plainly did not consider it a worthy product from a former Beatle. I listened again to that cut...

Little was recognisable of 22-year-old Lieutenant Alexis Helmer after he took a direct hit from a German shell at Ypres on the Western Front one May morning in 1915. His pals gathered what they could find of his remains into sandbags and then arranged them in the shape of a human inside an army blanket. At sunset he was buried — just another of the hundreds of thousands of men of the British Empire to die in World War I. The officer who spoke over his grave as the battle raged around them was his close friend Lt-Col John McCrae,...

Cornell University may be the only Ivy League school with a “diversity” quota for the mentally ill. Or maybe the students were sane until they got to Ithaca and started studying under the tutelage of radical professors. At any rate, the Cornell campus is swarming with lunatics: A student-sponsored event at Cornell University (CU) claimed capitalism and white supremacy are “institutions that promote rape culture” and “must be destroyed.” The event, which recognized a “National Day of Protest Against Rape Culture” late last month, took place in CU’s William Straight Hall. Bailey Dineen, one of the sponsors of the event,...

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. : )

I see the bodies pile high, young girls that squirm and twist, And still the ignorant soccer moms chirp at me “Coexist!” Well, some beliefs are just plain evil, some ideas just don’t rise To any kind of standard that free people cheer and prize. I will not smile while people die, with Liberals grinning dumb I will stand up and shout aloud when monsters drooling come And sadder still than murderous beasts are you who simply stand Foundationless, with no beliefs beyond the shifting sand Like Chamberlain, and weak-willed fools who let vile Hitler grow You will refuse with...