Amy's Place ... Poetry and Potpourri ... May, 2008

May1, 2008 | JustAmy; St.Louie1; MamaBear; Billie

[JustAmy]

Good afternoon, Conor. Happy Thursday!!

That is a beautiful yellow rose. Thank you. Roses are a wonderful thing to celebrate today.

Have a great afternoon.

[JustAmy]

Hello, Lady J. Good afternoon.

Your black cat with the red rose is really eye-catching.
Love your Rose of Eros poem. Thank you.

Have a Tremendous Thursday.

[JustAmy]

Hello, FRiends.
As OESY posted in #1927, today is Escalator Day.

It is also John F Kennedy's Birthday and Mount Everest Day.

Hope everyone is having a beautiful Thursday.

[Kitty Mittens]

I Loved Reading that Story, jaycee; Thank you So Much for Posting it! It Spoke Powerfully to my Own Heart about Leaving Everything in the Hands of Heaven's King, and Trusting Him in All Things. I Join you in Thanksgiving for a Loving and Kind and Merciful Savior!

[MEG33]

Don Juan Rose

Love the poetry and the graphic.

[MEG33]

So sweet..Thank you, Amy.

[MEG33]

Lovely, Conor..Is that one of yours?

[ConorMacNessa]

Rosa Gloire de Dijon (Noisette)

[MEG33]

Beautiful story..Thank you, jaycee.

[ConorMacNessa]

Hi Meg - it's not one of mine although it looks similar to Graham Thomas that I have in my garden.

[ConorMacNessa]

Rosa Paul Neyron (Hybrid Perpetual)

[Kitty Mittens]

"God gave us memory so that we might have roses in December.”

Beautiful, Amy, and Thank you for Always Brightening our Day!

~A Beautiful Day to Amy's Place~

[Kitty Mittens]

So Beautiful, Meg! Conor, your Rose Pics are Wonderful!

[MEG33]

Thank you, ((((Kitty))))

[ConorMacNessa]

Thanks, Kitty!



Rosa "Peace" - Hybrid Tea, 1945

[ConorMacNessa]

The Secret Rose

William Butler Yeats

FAR-OFF, most secret, and inviolate Rose,
Enfold me in my hour of hours; where those
Who sought thee in the Holy Sepulchre,
Or in the wine-vat, dwell beyond the stir
And tumult of defeated dreams; and deep
Among pale eyelids, heavy with the sleep
Men have named beauty. Thy great leaves enfold
The ancient beards, the helms of ruby and gold
Of the crowned Magi; and the king whose eyes
Saw the pierced Hands and Rood of elder rise
In Druid vapour and make the torches dim;
Till vain frenzy awoke and he died; and him
Who met Fand walking among flaming dew
By a grey shore where the wind never blew,
And lost the world and Emer for a kiss;
And him who drove the gods out of their liss,
And till a hundred moms had flowered red
Feasted, and wept the barrows of his dead;
And the proud dreaming king who flung the crown
And sorrow away, and calling bard and clown
Dwelt among wine-stained wanderers in deep woods:
And him who sold tillage, and house, and goods,
And sought through lands and islands numberless years,
Until he found, with laughter and with tears,
A woman of so shining loveliness
That men threshed corn at midnight by a tress,
A little stolen tress. I, too, await
The hour of thy great wind of love and hate.
When shall the stars be blown about the sky,
Like the sparks blown out of a smithy, and die?
Surely thine hour has come, thy great wind blows,
Far-off, most secret, and inviolate Rose?

[jaycee]

Very lovely picture and I always love quotations! Thank you~~~

[jaycee]

Conor, that is absolutely gorgeous! Thank you~~~~~

[ConorMacNessa]

Hi jaycee - how's it going with you this afternoon?

[jaycee]

That is so cute~~~~~we really take things for granted! And we all need to exercise more....but I take the easy way always!
Hope your day is treating you nice, Amy!