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

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

[JustAmy]

Welcome To....


'Amy's Place' welcomes all poets
and those who enjoy poetry.
'Amy's Place' is more than just about poetry.
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Many thanks for stopping by. : )

[JustAmy]

Thank you.

[JustAmy]

WOW ....

Awesome pictures, beautiful music and wonderful presentation.

Thank you for sharing this OESY!!

[JustAmy]

Thank you, Dubya. I should bookmark this site.

I love Helen Steiner Rice’s poems. She was wonderful

I also enjoyed hearing “This World Is Not My Home”. Thank you for sharing this with us.

[JustAmy]

Hello Tajgirvan.

Nice to see you again. I’m glad you come by and enjoy what we have to offer.

I’m sorry that I’m so late replying. My online time is limited on weekends.

Most of my weekend is spend on family time.

I hope you had a wonderful weekend.

[JustAmy]

Hello FRiend.

Tho I didn’t get a reply to you Saturday or Sunday, I enjoyed Our Daily Bread on both days.

Thank you for sharing these messages with us.

[WVNan]

Wanted to drop by and wish Chachai a happy birthday.

[WVNan]

Okay, so it's been a long day and my eyes are not working any better than my fingers. Chachai=Chachi. I knew that. Of course I knew that.

Bizzaro week. You wouldn't believe it.

[JustAmy]

Wonderful Starfire.

Thank you for sharing your poetry with us.

Looking forward to seeing more of your talent.

Thank You!!

[JustAmy]

Beautiful flowers, Cardhu.

Thank you for sharing that wonderful presentation.

[JustAmy]

Wonderful, OESY!

Thank you.

I was at the carnival for 6 hours yesterday; Marissa was fine but I was exhausted. ;^ )

[JustAmy]

Welcome to Amy’s Place.

Come back soon and often.

[JustAmy]

Good evening, Kitty Mittens. Sorry that I missed you.

Thank you for the beautiful graphic and sentiment.

Hope you had a Blessed Weekend.

[JustAmy]

Good evening, Lady J.

Thank you for the wonderful lilacs. I can almost smell their sweetness.

Also thank you for “May” by Florence Weaver.

Hope you had a Blessed, restful weekend.

[JustAmy]

Good evening, Nan. Great to see you.

I didn’t get Chachi a birthday card, so I’ll join you in wishing him a very happy 3rd birthday!!

[JustAmy]

Thank you for sharing “Long ago and far away, in a land that time forgot.”

It was great remembering “the Land That Made Me Me.”

[JustAmy]

More beautiful lilacs, LadyJ.

Thank you for those and also for your poem.

Thank you for your contributions to Amy’s Place.

[JustAmy]

Wanna share?

* grin *

[JustAmy]

Ooops ...... almost too late.



I almost missed it but wanted to say ....

Hope you had a great birthday, Leadpenny!

[WVNan]

This was my lame attempt at poetry. It is something that happened Friday night. I had spent two weeks cutting down the old evergreen hedges in front of my house. Then nearly put myself in the hospital digging up the roots. finally got the ground prepared and went and bought six expensive new shrubs. Dugs the holes, fertilized, planted, and mulched them. Put a concrete borderin front of them. Beautiful. I was so happy with my "new" look.

Friday morning I went out to admire my labor only to discover that somebody had pulled up and abscounded with one of my shrubs. I was left with a hole in the ground and red mulch scattered all over. I was livid. Called the local Barney Fife. He was very supportive. He said, "Somebody stole your shrub? That's mean." Yes, that was mean. LOL.

Long story short. One of my neighbors ended up with the shrub in her front yard. She found out who it belonged to and brought it back to me. I replanted and hopefully it will survive. I'm running out every few minutes now to make sure it doesn't happen again. Dopey kids. If they keep this up, I'm going to sit them all down and read the Bible to them.

A Thief in the Night

It seemed a symbol of life somehow,
That empty hole there filled with mulch and mud.
A mere week since the work began,
cutting, digging, planting, replacing old with new.
Only to find Friday morning,
Some thief in the night had stolen my shrub.

Don't we labor and toil to gain
the treasures which promise us gold?
Putting all our trophies on display,
working, getting, hoarding, replacing old with new.
Only to find final morning,
the devil in the night has stolen our soul.

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