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

June 1, 2008 | JustAmy; St.Louie1; MamaBear; Billie

[JustAmy]

Welcome To....


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and those who enjoy poetry.
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Never Forget!





Bad Penny



Amy's personal guardian ~
the ever charming, lovable, huggable,
LouieWolf




Many thanks for stopping by. : )

[La Enchiladita]

What’s that you say?:)
LOL.

The momma is nesting elsewhere now but comes back to the feeder for the yummy nectar that I make:)

[MEG33]

I lost all connection to FR for awhile today! It wasn’t just your computer..It was FR having downtime.

Glad you liked reading the story..I did, too!

[jaycee]

Yeah Dita, I copied that to send to some of my exciting email buddies! It was so cute!

[jaycee]

Don’t know where you get your darling graphics but they are something else!

[Lady Jag]

[jaycee]

I thought that was a peculiar name too, but aren’t they darling? Little innocent babies!

[La Enchiladita]

Oh-oh.

[jaycee]

Sorry about double posting....its because its slow and won’t post. I believe FR is having a bit of a problem also!

[jaycee]

Now see there! Re: my last post~~

[Lady Jag]

That happy carton of eggs started as a clipart image. To animate, all I did was reverse that image and use the two resulting images to make the animation. Easy with my simple animation software.

Same with this raccoon. One background and two raccoon images, one reversed, and suddenly there's a raccoon dancing in the streets.

[Lady Jag]

Hey, there's more than one way to crack an egg.

[Lady Jag]

Don't back down, girl!

Stand up for your own wise cracks.

[Kitty Mittens]

Thank you, my Dear FRiend, and your Goodnight Graphic was One of the Most Beautiful I've Ever Seen. I Hope your Day is a Wonderful One! It's So Beautiful Here, and if it wasn't So Windy I would Go Outside and Take Some Pictures of Flowers, but they are Waving Around too Much, Lol. There are Several New Ones I haven't Yet Recorded on my Camera, so I Hope to Do so in the Next Few Days.

[MEG33]

We're in the 90s here.

[OESY]

One Egg = One Day

I have a picture of an egg
Painted by a friend
It's what I see to start each day
Hanging there at my bed's end

A day is like an egg, you know
Self-contained within its shell
Filled with energy and purpose
And yet remains so very frail

To free the many options here
A crack is all it takes
The shell turns loose potential
Like the dawn as each day breaks

The fate of either is our choice
The egg ...to hatch ...or boil ...or fry
The day ...to fill with worthwhile tasks
Or just enjoy as life goes by

All of our days, as all of our eggs
Are ours to use, but listen, folks
Beware of how you handle them
Some of them have double yolks!

— Fran C. Crawford, March 1999

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[Kitty Mittens]

Lady Jag, I Love your Animations, and the Neat Graphics and Pics that you Post! : )

Amy, Billie, and NicknamedBob, your #138 is Neat, and Billie, that is a Darling Graphic.

I Loved Reading the Robin Story, Meg, and Diver Dave, your Pic of the Puppy is Adorable.

'Dita, I couldn't Get your #136 to Open, but I'm on my Ancient Laptop, Lol, and will Try Again Tonight on my Newer Computer.

Thank you to Everyone for the Fun Thread!

[OESY]

A dozen eggs from a broken family.

Nest Eggs

Birds all the summer day
Flutter and quarrel
Here in the arbour-like
Tent of the laurel.

Here in the fork
The brown nest is seated;
For little blue eggs
The mother keeps heated.

While we stand watching her
Staring like gabies,
Safe in each egg are the
Bird's little babies.

Soon the frail eggs they shall
Chip, and upspringing
Make all the April woods
Merry with singing.

Younger than we are,
O children, and frailer,
Soon in the blue air they'll be,
Singer and sailor.

We, so much older,
Taller and stronger,
We shall look down on the
Birdies no longer.

They shall go flying
With musical speeches
High overhead in the
Tops of the beeches.

In spite of our wisdom
And sensible talking,
We on our feet must go
Plodding and walking.

— Robert Louis Stevenson (1850-1894)

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[Kitty Mittens]

That's Cute, OESY! : )

[fewz]

I learned to drive in a '47 Studebaker truck that looked a lot like that truck. The Studebaker was in considerably better condition than that truck but, anyway, it put me in the mood for some mobile poetry.

So, how about some poetry in motion

[MEG33]

(((Kitty)))