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

12-01-08 | 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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Never Forget!





Bad Penny



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




Many thanks for stopping by. : )

[MEG33]

Oddly enough the turkey seems equally fascinated with my kitties..He gets right up to the slding door and interacts with them..
He is one of God’s blessings to me but he terrorizes the postman and UPS guy I have learned..I watched him chase the UPS truck..He scared one man bad enough that help was called..I was stunned..I am out with him all the time.

He IS large.

[gardengirl]

Mornin’ all.

Beautiful. That’s one of my favorite songs. I was so horse crazy when I was little, it’s a wonder my folks didn’t ship me out west/no return address. LOL

[JustAmy]

Good morning, Dolly. Happy Monday.

I don't know u-tube but I can do Photobucket.
It was a Christmas Program by her Sunday School class.
They sang "Mary, Did You Know?".
Marissa and another little girl had solo parts.
I taped it with my camera but not sure how good it is.
I don't have a camcorder.
I will upload it later and if it is any good, I will post it.

Hope you are having a great Monday.

[JustAmy]

Good morning, Johnn. Thank you for today's poem.
Sounds like you have the Monday Blues.
Hugs.

Praying that the new year will bring good things for you and Nan.

[MEG33]

Happy Monday To Amy's Place

Love "Wildfire"!..Beautiful opening, Billie and Amy.
I am not ready for the after Christmas cleanup nor the paperwork
...so I am bird watching this cold, sunny morning.

[JustAmy]

"Revive us again—
Fill each heart with Thy love;
May each soul be rekindled
With fire from above."
~Mackay~

I love today's message, Rus. Thank you.

Wishing you a magnificient Monday and a wonderful week.

[JustAmy]

Good morning, Polly.
Happy Monday!

[Lady Jag]

I am not ready for the after Christmas cleanup nor the paperwork ...so I am bird watching this cold, sunny morning.

Here ya go, girl! Here's something that'll help you do both -

[JustAmy]

Good morning, GG. Thank you.

Have you ever been west?
I haven't been around horses much.
I used to think it would be great to spend a vacation on a horse farm.

Have a beautiful Monday and a Wonderful Week.

[JustAmy]

Happy Monday, Meg. Thank you.

Your Horse Graphic is wonderful.
Looks like he is a brother to the Opening horse.

I need to finish the Christmas clean-up too.
I also have book work that must be finished before Monday.

I'll do it all later. LOL

Have a great day and a beautiful week.

[MEG33]

LOL..Morning, LadyJ....I am not moving right along today.

[JustAmy]

YIKES .... I missed pinging some of you to today’s Opening. I apologize.

Please see post #3059.

[JustAmy]

Ice Skating Day





Hogmanay

Edinburgh's Hogmanay festivities take place each year on 29th December, starting at Parliament Square by St Giles Cathedral at 6.30pm and winding its way down the Mound to Calton Hill.





Bowling Day






Texas joins the union as the 28th state in 1845.

Visit Billie's Texas, MY Texas

[JustAmy]

LOLOL

Happy Monday, LadyJ. Great use for those fruitcakes. :)

Hope you are having a marvelous Monday.
Wishing you a beautiful week.

[gardengirl]

Awww! Thanks!

Indiana is about as far “west” as I’ve ever been!

I adore horses—always have, always will. Haven’t had any for years. What I figured out is—if you work, you can afford to feed them but you never have any time to ride. If you don’t work, you have time to ride, but you can’t afford them. :)

Haven’t even ridden in a few years. I don’t bounce like I used to. LOL

[MEG33]

Thank you! IIRC,,the horse picture was taken a couple of years ago during a rare Easter Texas snow.
Make that :I Hate Paperwork..LOL
I must do paperwork before the first..The Christmas decor and cleanup can wait until I am ready to do it!
I always get a little “let down” after Christmas but thank heavens I do not have a Christmas cold..
Zyrtec is keeping my allergies at bay and therefore any sinus problems.

[jaycee]

Poor little lonesome baby!

[jaycee]

A very beautiful horse in your opening this morning. Like that music also, girls!

Getting ready to run a couple of errands....will see ya’ll later! Very lovely Holiday display, Amy! Glad you are a lot better...its rough being sick during the holidays.

[MEG33]

Texas Bluebonnets

Our State Flower =

[Lady Jag]

White Horses

Where run your colts at pasture? Where hide your mares to breed? 'Mid bergs about the Ice-cap Or wove Sargasso weed; By chartless reef and channel, Or crafty coastwise bars, But most the ocean-meadows All purple to the stars! Who holds the rein upon you? The latest gale let free. What meat is in your mangers? The glut of all the sea. 'Twixt tide and tide's returning Great store of newly dead, -- The bones of those that faced us, And the hearts of those that fled. Afar, off-shore and single, Some stallion, rearing swift, Neighs hungry for new fodder, And calls us to the drift: Then down the cloven ridges -- A million hooves unshod -- Break forth the mad White Horses To seek their meat from God! Girth-deep in hissing water Our furious vanguard strains -- Through mist of mighty tramplings Roll up the fore-blown manes -- A hundred leagues to leeward, Ere yet the deep is stirred, The groaning rollers carry The coming of the herd! Whose hand may grip your nostrils -- Your forelock who may hold? E'en they that use the broads with us -- The riders bred and bold, That spy upon our matings, That rope us where we run -- They know the strong White Horses From father unto son. We breathe about their cradles, We race their babes ashore, We snuff against their thresholds, We nuzzle at their door; By day with stamping squadrons, By night in whinnying droves, Creep up the wise White Horses, To call them from their loves. And come they for your calling? No wit of man may save. They hear the loosed White Horses Above their fathers' grave; And, kin of those we crippled, And, sons of those we slew, Spur down the wild white riders To school the herds anew. What service have ye paid them, Oh jealous steeds and strong? Save we that throw their weaklings, Is none dare work them wrong; While thick around the homestead Our snow-backed leaders graze -- A guard behind their plunder, And a veil before their ways. With march and countermarchings -- With weight of wheeling hosts -- Stray mob or bands embattled -- We ring the chosen coasts: And, careless of our clamour That bids the stranger fly, At peace with our pickets The wild white riders lie. . . . . Trust ye that curdled hollows -- Trust ye the neighing wind -- Trust ye the moaning groundswell -- Our herds are close behind! To bray your foeman's armies -- To chill and snap his sword -- Trust ye the wild White Horses, The Horses of the Lord! Rudyard Kipling

Based on Revelations 19 & 20