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

To: JustAmy; WayzataJOHNN

"What’s going on in your area? A year ago, we were looking forward to coming to DC again in January. :(

Guess we will plan on seeing you again in 2013. OMG ... Marissa will be a teenager."

Yep. Times like these will age a body.

We're working out a new philosophy here:

"Cringe Globally, Act Locally"

2,901 posted on 12/26/2008 6:07:56 PM PST by NicknamedBob (Would it be wrong of me to have a self- inflating "Achmed the Dead Terrorist" yard decoration?)

To: ConorMacNessa

Thank you for the wonderful poems, Conor.

2,902 posted on 12/26/2008 6:08:04 PM PST by JustAmy (I wear red every Friday, but I support our Military everyday!!)

Good evening, Jaycee.

Thank you for always being here with your wonderful posts.

How was your dinner party last night?

2,903 posted on 12/26/2008 6:09:21 PM PST by JustAmy (I wear red every Friday, but I support our Military everyday!!)

LOL!

At least not until the thaw!

2,904 posted on 12/26/2008 7:20:02 PM PST by Lady Jag (DONATE NOW at https://secure.freerepublic.com/donate)

2,905 posted on 12/26/2008 7:22:05 PM PST by JustAmy (I wear red every Friday, but I support our Military everyday!!)

To: NicknamedBob

* smile*

Should work. ;)

2,906 posted on 12/26/2008 7:30:02 PM PST by JustAmy (I wear red every Friday, but I support our Military everyday!!)

Thank Billie—for the ornament and teaching me how to post it! LOL

I really like the poems you post! Is Robert Service the same guy who wrote The Cremation of Sam Mcgee? His stuff, like NicknamedBob and Fisher guy, is pretty distinctive.

2,907 posted on 12/26/2008 7:30:18 PM PST by gardengirl

Again, thank Billie! LOL She created the ornament and told me how to post it! LOL

Disgust—definitely! How I could make something so simple, so hard....

2,908 posted on 12/26/2008 7:32:47 PM PST by gardengirl

Thanks, and thank Billie! It only took me 3 tries to follow instructions!

2,909 posted on 12/26/2008 7:33:43 PM PST by gardengirl

Hey! Merry Christmas!

I am having fun! One of my sisters and my niece and nephew are staying at the beach. We went over today and walked a couple miles on the beach then went back and swam in the indoor pool for a couple of hours. It was cloudy and windy but the temp was about 60. Found a lot of little shells but nothing big. They’d all been pounded into rubble. Waves were nearly slick calm today.

Hope you have a great weekend!

2,910 posted on 12/26/2008 7:53:28 PM PST by gardengirl

It is distinctive; good word for it.

I like a lot of Service's poetry.

Flies

I never kill a fly because
I think that what we have of laws
To regulate and civilize
Our daily life - we owe to flies.

Apropos, I'll tell you of Choo, the spouse
Of the head of the hunters, Wung;
Such a beautiful cave they had for a house,
And a brood of a dozen young.
And Wung would start by the dawn's red light
On the trailing of bird or beast,
And crawl back tired on the brink of night
With food for another feast.

Then the young would dance in their naked glee,
And Choo would fuel the fire;
Fur and feather, how good to see,
And to gorge to heart's desire!
Flesh of rabbit and goose and deer,
With fang-like teeth they tore,
And laughed with faces a bloody smear,
And flung their bones on the floor.

But with morning bright the flies would come,
Clouding into the cave;
You could hardly hear for their noisy hum,
They were big and black and brave.
Darkling the day with gust of greed
They'd swarm in the warm sunrise
On the litter of offal and bones to feed -
A million or so of flies.

Now flies were the wife of Wung's despair;
They would sting and buzz and bite,
And as her only attire was hair
She would itch from morn to night:
But as one day she scratched her hide,
A thought there came to Choo;
"If I were to throw the bones outside,
The flies would go there too."

That spark in a well-nigh monkey mind,
Nay, do not laugh or scorn;
For there in the thoughts of Choo you'll find
Was the sense of Order born;
As she flung the offal far and wide,
And the fly-cloud followed fast,
Battening on the bones outside
The cave was clear at last.

And Wung was pleased when he came at night,
For the air was clean and sweet,
And the cave-kids danced in the gay firelight,
And fed on the new-killed meat;
But the children Choo would chide and boss,
For her cleanly floor was her pride,
And even the baby was taught to toss
His bite of a bone outside.

Then the cave crones came and some admired,
But others were envious;
And they said: "She swanks, she makes us tired
With her complex modern fuss."
However, most of the tribe complied,
Though tradition dourly dies,
And a few Conservatives crossly cried:
"We'll keep our bones and our flies."

So Reformer Choo was much revered
And to all she said: "You see
How my hearth is clean and my floor is cleaned,
And there ain't no flies on me"...
And that was how it all began,
Through horror of muck and mess,
Even in prehistoric Man,
LAW, ORDER and CLEANLINESS'.

And that is why I never kill
A fly, no matter how obscene;
For I believe in God's good will:
He gave us vermin to make us clean.

Robert W. Service

2,911 posted on 12/26/2008 8:08:02 PM PST by Lady Jag (DONATE NOW at https://secure.freerepublic.com/donate)

Everything was wonderful. Tonight I feel all bloated and full. I had cornbrad and veggies tonight! Tasted good after all this other stuff we’ve been having...LOL! It all was delicious and wonderful but eating a meal ‘thats good for you’ is also good.

2,912 posted on 12/26/2008 8:48:45 PM PST by jaycee ("God's love still stands when all else has fallen.")

Amy, “Cornbrad is as good as Cornbread” LOL~~~ I guess eating too much makes one mispell words, don’t you?

2,913 posted on 12/26/2008 8:51:51 PM PST by jaycee ("God's love still stands when all else has fallen.")

To: JustAmy; FRiends

2,914 posted on 12/26/2008 8:55:59 PM PST by jaycee ("God's love still stands when all else has fallen.")

I didn’t think cow pie was a cookie!

OMG! Is that what you are?!!
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(WINK!)

You Are Biscotti

You are a very direct, honest person.
You don't have time for dramatics or emotional pleas.

You feel most comfortable in the intellectual realm, especially with science and technology.
You are good at understanding difficult subjects. Understanding people? Not so much.

What Holiday Cookie Are You?

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2,915 posted on 12/27/2008 1:25:30 AM PST by DollyCali (Don't tell GOD how big your storm is -- Tell the storm how B-I-G your God is!)

To: FRiends; JustAmy; Mama_Bear; Billie; NicknamedBob; Kitty Mittens; La Enchiladita; OESY; ...

Good Morning Everyone
I still have company and we are having a great visit.
I am enjoying the posts and the laughs this morning from yesterday.
Thanks to everyone for the pings..Love the car graphic, Billie!

2,916 posted on 12/27/2008 5:13:33 AM PST by MEG33 (God Bless Our Military)

Plodding On

I watched a bird eat from a feeder
under the boughs of a scrawny pine
there, just under the power lines
mounted by the rusty old gas meter

A Cardinal, a bright red statement
life continues, even in winter’s rage
and so its been for a long worn age
and for me, a reminder softly sent

No matter how hard the passage I make
the road fate sets for one like me
be it on dusty land, or churning sea
it is the course I must onward take

So I watch a bird and know I too go on
to be as determined in my way this day
put one foot before the other as I may
passing from each proscribed dawn to dawn

2,917 posted on 12/27/2008 5:18:44 AM PST by WayzataJOHNN ( Poetry is the jazz of words, laid down by a feeling soul.)

Good morning one and all!

Breakfast is on me today!
(after a small moment of Grace)

Bacon
Pork Sausage Links
Smoked Ham Steaks
Corn Beef Hash
Eggs (Your way!)
Golden Brown Hashbrowns
Toast with Marmalade and several Jams
Pancakes as light as a dream
Belgian Waffles
Rich Hot Maple Syrup

Finished off with a fresh baked Cinnamon Roll

Coffee fresh and Juices freshly squeezed
A tall glass of cold milk to wash it down.

A good day to each of you!

2,918 posted on 12/27/2008 5:25:47 AM PST by WayzataJOHNN ( Poetry is the jazz of words, laid down by a feeling soul.)

To: NicknamedBob; JustAmy

“Cringe Globally, Act Locally”

Sounds about right!

I learned something from helping the homeless guy, he was a Vet too. We talked of old times and I called a few places to find him some help. I got him a contact in the Vets Center who is trying to find him a job. I then called a church I know and they had a line on a room he could use for a week so he was off the street. Several ladies of the Aux. promised to see he got to the church dinner that night.

I saw a few hundred people walk past the guy curled in the corner of the building trying to stay warm. They were all intent on shopping or getting to their warm places, and couldn’t see the real test of their faith and humanity shivering just a few feet away. I swear, if it had been Jesus there, what would he have made of their claim to faith and human worth?

2,919 posted on 12/27/2008 5:33:42 AM PST by WayzataJOHNN ( Poetry is the jazz of words, laid down by a feeling soul.)

To: WayzataJOHNN

God Bless you, Johnn.
I am trying to catch up on reading posts.
Would you believe I have the A/C on? It will get down into the 60s today but it got to 80 yesterday!
Thanks for breakfast..yummy!

2,920 posted on 12/27/2008 5:40:01 AM PST by MEG33 (God Bless Our Military)

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