Poetry and Potpourri .... November 10-11, 2003

11-10-2003 | JustAmy, St.Louie1 and Mama_Bear

[JustAmy]

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The Poetry Branch has been in limbo since the prior hostess left FreeRepublic April 15th 2003. We've since learned that said hostess has lost her posting privilege. That being the case, and Jim Robinson having given his ok, I wanted to renew the thread.

FreeRepublic is blessed with many fine poets, and we look forward to seeing their poems posted on FR once again. There were many non-poet FReepers who visited the Poetry Branch for the camaraderie; we hope they will return.

I would like to invite everyone to visit and relax at Poetry and Potpourri. Hopefully you will renew old acquaintances for chatting, sharing jokes, telling stories, posting cartoons, etc. Everyone needs a place to escape from the everyday news, make Poetry and Potpourri that place.

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The Belvedere's Guardian Wolf ~
the always charming, lovable, huggable,
LouieWolf.

[JustAmy]

LOL

Thanks for everything, Lady!!
I tried sending JustFrank but he has disappeared. I think he took off for the hills for a couple of days. He thought it best to get out of town.

[JustAmy]

Armistice

To Flanders where the poppies blow
This day brings strange unrest.
The boys who lie there, row on row,
Whose lives their Country blest,

Are sad because they died for naught,
The toll they paid for peace
Was all in vain. In vain they fought
That wars should ever cease.

In Freedom's cause they gave their youth,
"Let all wars cease," they cried,
Then flung to us the torch of truth,
They'd held aloft in pride.

And now, above the sacred dust
Where they unquiet lie,
The threat of war again is thrust,
Again brave youth may die.

Our fathers' God to Thee we turn,
Show us the way to peace,
Grant us this boon for whick we yearn,
O Father, let war cease!

By Laressa Cox McBurney
Published in 1938

[JustAmy]

Four Seasons of Loneliness
Author Nichole M. Defoe

Leaves are falling,
The year is almost a new.
Ours love is strong,
We’ve proved it through and through.

Snow will be falling,
My Sailor wont be home.
Christmas will be sad,
But I have you in my heart so I’ll never be alone.

Spring will come and go,
Then summer will be here.
We’ll still be an ocean apart,
But the crisp air will make you feel near.

One year has past now,
And we’ve got yet another year to go.
My darling Sailor love,
How I miss you so.

[Brad’s Gramma]

Logan, but of course. God's been working in this little one's life, BIG time.

[JustAmy]

A Recipe for Military Wife
Author Unknown

1 1/2 cups Patience
2 Tablespoons Elbow Grease
1 pound Courage
1 3/4 cups Tolerance
Dash of Adventure

Marinate frequently with salty tears. Pour off excess fat. Sprinkle ever so lightly with money. Knead dough until pay day.
Season with international spices. Bake for 20 years or until done.
Serve with pride.

[MEG33]

It is the puncture wounds that abcess.I had to have my cat operated on once,legs taped,huge wound that started as a puncture.Another cat had outpatient surgery.Check the cat twice a day for lumps,swelling,bumps.It only takes a little while to get a full blown serious infection.Both times I was unaware of the puncture wounds.

[JustAmy]

Thanks for posting that adorable picture.
Hey ..... that child is growing. We are expecting him to accompany Cob to Fresno next spring!!
He and his family remain in our prayers.

[Brad’s Gramma]

Thanks Amy, for the continuous prayers.

So, you actually think his Mamma's gonna let Cowboy take him all the way to California? Hmmmmm.......

[JustAmy]

[Diver Dave]

Evenin' Amy. Thanks for honoring our Vets - they deserve nothing less.

[JustAmy]

LOL

Well he should be able to attend his first FR function by then!

[JustAmy]

A Veterans Day Thank you to all Veterans. We thank you for your service.

[JustAmy]

"And they who for their country die
Shall fill an honored grave,
For glory lights the soldier's tomb,
And beauty weeps the brave."

-Joseph Rodman Drake

[Mama_Bear]

"TO OUR ABSENT BROTHERS"   

 Unselfishly, you left your fathers and your mothers,
You left behind your sisters and your brothers.
Leaving your beloved children and wives,
You put on hold, your dreams your lives.

On foreign soil, you found yourself planted 
To fight for those whose freedom you granted.
Without your sacrifice, their cause would be lost 
But you carried onward, no matter the cost.

 Many horrors you had endured and seen.
Many faces had haunted your dreams.
You cheered as your enemies littered the ground;
You cried as your brothers fell all around.

When it was over, you all came back home,
Some were left with memories to face all alone;
Some found themselves in the company of friends 
As their crosses cast shadows across the land.

Those who survived were forever scarred 
Emotionally, physically, permanently marred.
Those who did not now sleep eternally 
Neath the ground they had given their lives to keep free.

 With a hand upon my heart, I feel 
The pride and respect; my reverence is revealed 
In the tears that now stream down my upturned face 
As our flag waves above you, in her glory and grace.
Freedom was the gift that you unselfishly gave 
Pain and death was the price that you ultimately paid.
Every day, I give my utmost admiration 
To those who had fought to defend our nation.

                                        Author Unknown

[JustAmy]

One Sunday a cowboy went to church. When he entered, he saw that he and the preacher were the only ones present.
The preacher asked the cowboy if he wanted him to go ahead and preach.
The cowboy said, "I'm not too smart, but if I went to feed my cattle and only one showed up, I'd feed him."
So the minister began his sermon. One hour passed, then two hours, then two-and-a-half hours. The preacher finally finished and came down to ask the cowboy how he liked the sermon.
The cowboy answered slowly, "Well, I'm not very smart, but if I went to feed my cattle and only one showed up, I sure wouldn't feed him all the hay."

[Mama_Bear]

(((((((Sasso&Jen))))))))

[JustAmy]

That poem is beautiful, Lori.
Thank you for bringing it here.

[Mama_Bear]

Little Logan....what a perfectly precious baby!

[Brad’s Gramma]

Indeed he is, and as soon as I can GET RID OF THIS STUPID COLD I HAVE, I'm gettin' on an airplane and going to visit the little critter!

WHOO HOOOOOOOOOOOOO

[Mama_Bear]

Good night. FreepMail me tomorrow when you are able. Okay? :-)

(((((((Amy)))))))