Amy's Place ... Poetry and Potpourri ... August, 2009

August 1, 2009 | JustAmy; St.Louie1; MamaBear; Billie

[JustAmy]

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[ConorMacNessa]

HAPPY THURSDAY TO AMY’S PLACE!

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Sunset, Blasket Islands, Co. Kerry, Ireland

Enjoy your Thursday!!!

Lamh Foistenach Abu!

[GodBlessUSA]

Good Afternoon Conor :)
Lovely! Thank you. A Happy Thursday to You!

[Lady Jag]

Happy Day!

[stephenjohnbanker]

Good morning, LG!

[Lady Jag]

Liquid Gas, that’s me!

How’s it going?

[yorkie]

“Liquid Gas”? I thought it meant “Lovely Gem”.....

[Lady Jag]

Liquid gas gem?

[Lady Jag]

I read this just before shutting down last night and it made for fun dreams -

On Good Terms With Dragons

Ken sat on his towel and stared out at the sea. He sensed and felt the approach of the dragon. Wind from the wings swept over him, and the ground trembled slightly with its landing. Ken looked around. There had been no sound. Ke’Enarsha stood within a pace of him, towering over him. “I could eat you.” Rumbled the dragon’s deep voice. Ken rose smoothly, and faced toward the dragon. Naked after his swim, he stood with his arms stretched out wide, and with his eyes closed. Something told him this was an appropriate way to present himself as a sacrifice. “Eat me, then, and end my troubles. Begin your own.” There was only silence in answer. Then he heard the dragon’s indrawn breath, and braced himself for what would happen. Warm air wafted gently over his drying skin, as the slitted nostrils of Ke’Enarsha opened wide upon him. He opened his eyes. Ke’Enarsha lowered his head. Ken stepped forward and wrapped his arms around the huge scaly head. “I love you too, Ke’Enarsha.” The rumbling voice spoke again. “Let us ride.” Ken grabbed his towel and draped it over the rough scales behind Ke’Enarsha’s short frill, and climbed up to sit behind his head. He held onto the wicked looking horns that came up to form the upper apexes of an inverted triangle. Ke’Enarsha spread his wings into the stroke position, and Ken could hear the wheezy sound of the organic bellows of the firelung drawing in air between the dragon’s shoulder blades. With a sound like a small door slamming shut, the lungflap closed and there was an immediate thunderclap of noise. Ken was thrust violently downward as the dragon sprang upward. Then Ke’Enarsha power-stroked again and again, gaining altitude with each beat of his wings. In a moment, they were gliding south along the coastline, riding the onshore breeze as it rose onto the land. Ken screamed in exultation. Ke’Enarsha turned his head slightly, looking back at him. The corners of his huge mouth gave a slight twist in the dragon equivalent of a big smile. NicknamedBob

[Lady Jag]

...moving a ~30yo camellia bush.

Did you get all the roots?

[yorkie]

The smaller the dragon,
The nicer the dream

[Lady Jag]

Dragon Babies

When I was a little child, I had many friends. Cowboys, cops, fairies, figments And fire breathing dragons! Dragon Lady came to me One early summer morn With news that we'd been waiting for; Her babies had been born! She let me check her babies, They were the cutest little things. Years later, we are all grownups Conquering reality and kings! Lady Jag

[Lady Jag]

Don’t you just love the way the smiling little dragon wraps his tail around the finger!

[stephenjohnbanker]

Just fine, Lady Jag. And you?

[stephenjohnbanker]

Looks a little like Jabba the Hut on the Atkins diet.

[Billie]

I think my pc is stuck - I keep seeing the same graphics on different pages even after I refresh. :)

Cute poem, LadyJ.

[Billie]

Mine is one I’d love to do today!

I'll meet 'ya at the old watering hole in 30 minutes. :)

[Billie]

LOL! That’s a sight!

[Billie]

I'm glad the cloud's moving anyway, and not just hovering!

Responding to another post, I didn't know you were a pilot! You and dutchess could trade flying stories!

Hi, Sistah D! Been thinking about you - Amy posted a picture the other day that reminded me of Giz. So sweet.

[Billie]

That's a sweet remembrance of one of your husband's little expressions of his love and appreciation for you. :)

[Billie]

I have to agree that baby bluejay is not a beauty - but the adult jays are so pretty!