Amy's Place ... Poetry and Potpourri ... April, May and June 2015

April 1, 2015 | JustAmy; St.Louie1; MamaBear; Billie; Meg33, Friends

[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. : )

[trisham]

Neat!

[mylife]

Rory Gallagher~Irish Tour 74

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Nice Strat!

Nice Lab!

Nice G major barre chord!

LOL!

[mylife]

Glad you like.

Kenny G and Kittahs aint My thing, but I got nothin against them

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I like the Blues, Classic Rock, Bombastic Symphonic, and Dawgs.

[mylife]

A good mix. I like punk as well, bluegrass, and Hayden is a personal hero.

Ever been to a bluegrass festival passing the jug with Bikers and old coots?

I adore bluegrass it rocks more than rock
And all rock his based on western symphonic response and call

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=xaX9gMt6sXg

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You talkin' To Me??

"bikers and old coots" describes my ministry. (That's me on Bass).

Hallelujah and Amen

ML/LTOS

[JustAmy]

Happy Caturday/Dogerday, Trish.

Thank you for the cute poem and the adorable dog.
Thank you for Opening the doors again this morning.
Also, I loved your poem about walking the dog the other day. I could relate!

I will be away all day; hopefully I will get back this evening.

[mylife]

God Love BB King, He was probably strumming a chord when he went to see the Lord.

Old coots in combat boots...

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Amen.

[JustAmy]

Love a Tree Day




Armed Forces Day



National Sea Monkey Day




Wear Purple for Peace Day




Caturday!!!




JustAmy's 60th Class Reunion.
Can't be that many .... someone doesn't know how to count!


Have a great day, All.

[mylife]

If you have never seen this guy, GO!

He is young, you have time but He is one of the best I have ever seen.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=x7_ph7ZHo84

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He plays upside down!

(Either that or it’s a weird headstock)

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He’s great though. I enjoyed his music.

[NicknamedBob]

Among the Trees

I have always felt at home when I would stand among the trees.
Perhaps because when I was small, I only looked at knees.
The real folks were above me, just like being in the wood,
I hear the chattering and the calls. I’d answer if I could.

My father was a tall man, of tanned and rugged face,
And I never had a fear at all when I was at my place,
Standing in the shade of him, and leaning with my hand,
And anything he stood for always helped me make my stand.

He spoke with quiet wisdom with a voice that could shake walls,
And responded every chance he had to any neighbor’s calls.
My father had the grace and strength, and bearing of an oak,
We didn’t have much money but that man could not be broke.

He knew he had a job to do, and did it with a smile,
And didn’t mind the resting at the ending of the mile.
For every daily journey had a place to stop and say,
I think I’ve done the best I could, I’m finished for today.

He was connected to the world, in ways that I am not.
With patience and persistence, and some skills that I’ve forgot,
He incremented victory in little, measured ways,
That satisfied his need for moving forward with his days.

He could have used ten lifetimes to advance his causes dear,
His patience would have seen him through the work he had down here.
He should have tried to get a lot more people for the task,
And they probably would have done it if he only thought to ask.

But he perceived it as his own, the row he had to hoe,
And he bent into the grind each day with little for to show,
For all his noble effort that he was even there at all.
The world he had to change was big, and he was rather small.

But he was big enough to me, I saw the marks he made,
And knew he could have won the game if only he had stayed.
One man alone can’t straighten out the world the way it’s bent.
But he can help to clear a path to show the way he went.

And others can then follow on, and do their work in turn.
Perhaps there will be some who can help others try to learn;
The good things that a man attempts don’t end when he must wane,
But only when we lose the golden dreams he hoped to gain.

NicknamedBob . . . . . . . . . 4/16/2004

[MEG33]

Happy Armed Forces Day
Land Of The Free Because Of The Brave

Thank you for your wonderful posts.
I have had a great early birthday visit and lunch with son and DIL today.
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*Hope You Are Enjoying Your Weekend*

[mylife]

And side ways..Boom Boom

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That is a beautiful Tele!

[mylife]

15 60 75~ ~New Matchbox Blues

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Kickin’!