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

12-01-08 | JustAmy; St.Louie1; MamaBear; Billie

[yorkie]

OK, girls. We've been sad long enough - and we won't let this little set-back ruin our holiday!

Airports are full of passengers who's flights have been cancelled. Some are sleeping on the floor - some on benches, some on stiff chairs. I am greatful I had the sense to go online to check the flight status this morning, and didn't drive through a blizzard to get to the airport, and then find out it had been cancelled.d

It's going to be a beautiful week. After all, I still have my family here at Amy's Place!

(((((((Big Hugs)))))) to you all, and Merry Christmas!

[JustAmy]

Happy Monday, Lady.
Yes ... it is a time to remember and
to thank those far from family and friends this Christmas.

Thank you for sharing the cute Garfield Cartoon.

Have a Marvelous Monday.

Merry Christmas.

[JustAmy]

LadyJ ... Thanks for posting that great find.

We take so much for granted and then we read your reports of others being without power for several days.

Happy Christmas Tree Light Day. Praying that everything in the northeast is soon back to normal so all can enjoy Christmas Tree Lights.

[JustAmy]

Thank you, Jaycee.

[JustAmy]

:-}

[JustAmy]

Thank you, Meg. Merry Christmas.

Have a Happy Christmas Tree Lights Day.

[JustAmy]

Thank you, Meg. Merry Christmas.

Have a Happy Christmas Tree Lights Day.

[JustAmy]

Ooops .... double post. Sorry.

[JustAmy]

We will be here, Yorkie.
Maybe not all at the same time, but we will be here with you.

[MEG33]

(((HUGS))) I’ll be around sometime if my daughter and SIL are here as planned..If she is too ill and can’t make it..I will be here for sure.

[fewz]

MamaBear: what drawing/graphic program did you used to produce the excellent welcome graphic for today?

Glad you’re feeling better Ms Amy.

[ConorMacNessa]

GOOD MILITARY MONDAY TO AMY’S PLACE!

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The Soldier’s Code

1) I am an American fighting man. I serve in the forces which guard my country and our way of life. I am prepared to give my life in their defense.

2) I will never surrender of my own free will. If in command, I will never surrender my men while they still have the means to resist.

3) If I am captured, I will continue to resist by all means available. I will make every effort to escape and aid others to escape. I will accept neither parole nor special favors from the enemy.

4) If I become a prisoner of war, I will keep faith with my fellow prisoners. I will give no information or take part in any action which might be harmful to my comrades. If I am senior, I will take command. If not, I will obey the lawful orders of those appointed over me, and will back them up in every way.

5) When questioned, should I become a prisoner of war, I am bound to give only name, rank, service number, and date of birth. I will evade answering further questions to the utmost of my ability. I will make no oral or written statements disloyal to my country and its allies, or harmful to their cause.

6) I will never forget that I am an American fighting man, responsible for my actions, and dedicated to the principles which made my country free. I will trust in my God and in the United States of America.

President Dwight D. Eisenhower, August, 1955.

[Majie Purple]

((((Thanks much Ladies!!!! For Your sweet comments re: the 3 bunnies gif post on Sat.))))

[Lady Jag]

There are still thousands without power for the 10th day, God bless them.

How is their Christmas spirit I wonder.

[Lady Jag]

it is a time to remember and to thank those far from family and friends this Christmas.

Yes, even if we don't recognize some of the weirdness of it:

[Mama_Bear]

MamaBear: what drawing/graphic program did you used to produce the excellent welcome graphic for today?

Photoshop CS. It's the only graphic program I have ever used. Making graphics in Photoshop is pure escapism for me.

Thank you for your compliment on my welcome graphic, fewz. Amy persists in thinking that I am doing her a favor by making graphics for her when it is actually the other way around. ;-)

Glad to hear you are feeling better, Amy. I am taking echinacea like it's going out of style. I "feel" a cold coming on but, so far, I have held it off. Don't know if it is the echinacea or not, but it can't hurt.

[ConorMacNessa]

The Double Vision of Michael Robartes

I

ON the grey rock of Cashel the mind’s eye
Has called up the cold spirits that are born
When the old moon is vanished from the sky
And the new still hides her horn.

Under blank eyes and fingers never still 5
The particular is pounded till it is man,
When had I my own will?
Oh, not since life began.

Constrained, arraigned, baffled, bent and unbent
By these wire-jointed jaws and limbs of wood, 10
Themselves obedient,
Knowing not evil and good;
Obedient to some hidden magical breath.
They do not even feel, so abstract are they,
So dead beyond our death, 15
Triumph that we obey.

II

On the grey rock of Cashel I suddenly saw
A Sphinx with woman breast and lion paw,
A Buddha, hand at rest,
Hand lifted up that blest; 20

And right between these two a girl at play
That it may be had danced her life away,
For now being dead it seemed
That she of dancing dreamed.

Although I saw it all in the mind’s eye 25
There can be nothing solider till I die;
I saw by the moon’s light
Now at its fifteenth night.

One lashed her tail; her eyes lit by the moon
Gazed upon all things known, all things unknown, 30
In triumph of intellect
With motionless head erect.

That other’s moonlit eyeballs never moved,
Being fixed on all things loved, all things unloved,
Yet little peace he had 35
For those that love are sad.

Oh, little did they care who danced between,
And little she by whom her dance was seen
So that she danced. No thought,
Body perfection brought, 40

For what but eye and ear silence the mind
With the minute particulars of mankind?
Mind moved yet seemed to stop
As ’twere a spinning-top.

In contemplation had those three so wrought 45
Upon a moment, and so stretched it out
That they, time overthrown,
Were dead yet flesh and bone.

III

I knew that I had seen, had seen at last
That girl my unremembering nights hold fast 50
Or else my dreams that fly,
If I should rub an eye,

And yet in flying fling into my meat
A crazy juice that makes the pulses beat
As though I had been undone 55
By Homer’s Paragon

Who never gave the burning town a thought;
To such a pitch of folly I am brought,
Being caught between the pull
Of the dark moon and the full, 60

The commonness of thought and images
That have the frenzy of our western seas.
Thereon I made my moan,
And after kissed a stone,

And after that arranged it in a song 65
Seeing that I, ignorant for so long,
Had been rewarded thus
In Cormac’s ruined house.

William Butler Yeats

Lamh Foistenach Abu!

[Majie Purple]

Hi back Geebee:)

Yes I did enjoy my weekend...
Hope & trust that You & Yours did too!

[Majie Purple]

((((Thanks merry much for Your Sweet comment/compliments Billie, via 2,275!))))

I don’t have the time I used to to spend on line...I miss it/everyone/the everyday thang...But I also enjoy the reasons that have diminished my on line time.
:)

It’s six of one & half a dozen of the other...all important,though and missed when I’m away from each/either/or.

But whenever on line tis FR I come a runnin’ towards...My on line Home FReep Home!

BBL to comment/reply/post more...

[yorkie]

Airline just called - the flight is back on!

Everybody have a wonderful Christmas - I’ll check in with my son’s computer.

Gotta run - YAYYYYYYYYYYyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy!