Poetry and Potpourri ........ September 22, 2003

9-22-2003 | JustAmy

[JustAmy]

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The Poetry Branch has been in limbo since the prior hostess left FreeRepublic April 15th 2003. We've since learned that said hostess has lost her posting privilege. That being the case, and Jim Robinson having given his ok, I wanted to renew the thread.

FreeRepublic is blessed with many fine poets, and we look forward to seeing their poems posted on FR once again. There were many non-poet FReepers who visited the Poetry Branch for the camaraderie; we hope they will return.

I would like to invite everyone to visit and relax at Poetry and Potpourri. Hopefully you will renew old acquaintances for chatting, sharing jokes, telling stories, posting cartoons, etc. Everyone needs a place to escape from the everyday news, make Poetry and Potpourri that place.

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The Belvedere's Guardian Wolf ~
the always charming, lovable, huggable,
LouieWolf.

[ST.LOUIE1]

BTW, you forgot something....it rhymes with 'bug'.

WOW!!! That was worth waiting for! : )

[Victoria Delsoul]

LOL!!!

[JustAmy]

It's here! LINK

[Tumbleweed_Connection]

Grandpa’s eyes

By the time I knew him
Walking was a chore
Hearing was a problem
He wasn’t see’n very far
His stories were never faded
As sharp as the year before
But just like clouds or sun in the skies
I understood by looking in his eyes

He smoked everything his long life
All the way to his grave
Owned a few companies along the way
Raised a real big family
And had his black reclining chair
Never was it a disguise
I understood by looking in his eyes

I never knew about him until much later
He never talked about anything but me
I wasn’t old enough to know him
Like I wanted it to be
There wasn’t much to remember
But what I have cherished after he died
I will never forget looking into those eyes

[Jen]

Hi Louie. Sorry to disappoint you, but no poem from me tonight. For some strange reason I tend to be inspired to write about the - shall we say - seamier side of life and people. Perhaps my 'muse' is a crack ho'. hahahaha

[ST.LOUIE1]

For some strange reason I tend to be inspired to write about the - shall we say - seamier side of life and people.
Perhaps my 'muse' is a crack ho'. hahahaha

Oh No! Don't go there! LOL

We can't have Amy's first thread banished to the 'Back Room'. She'd kill us!

This IS a family thread. : )

[Jen]

You have FReepmail. ;-)

[ST.LOUIE1]

one really can't get too much Red Meat...

LOL Good one!

[ST.LOUIE1]

Did you get my email? :)

Sorry, Misty, just now saw this. No, I didn't get it. Send again. : )

[eeman]

Thanks for pinging me, this is a cool thread

[Pippin]

Good Morning Kneezles!

[MistyCA]

I really enjoyed your poem. Thanks for sharing it. :)

[JustAmy]

Good Morning Pippin.

No coffee yet. Hope to get some here soon.



Yeah ..... Now, I will see if I can find coffee for the Belv!

[Pippin]

GOOD MORNING, (((AMY)))!

Hot Chocolate for me today! :O)

[Pippin]

GOOD MORNING EVERYBODY! :O)

[MistyCA]

You are very welcome! Please stay around and enjoy yourself. :)

[MistyCA]

HA! YOu will have to go to Starbucks! Your kitchen isn't big enough! LOLOL!

[MistyCA]

Good morning, Pippin! Good to see you so chipper! I am praying that you hurry and get your modem fixed. !!!

[Pippin]

Me too! <p. Did you see the interview with Brit Hume and President Bush last night?

[JustAmy]

Tomorrows

Take a walk with me down this path of life,
Let us hold each other's hand,
Let us climb tomorrow’s mountains, or,
Run through yesterday's sands,

Let us soar in the wind of our hopes and dreams,
And bathe in forgetting seas,
We'll sunbathe in the future's light to come,
And in cool past shadows, sleep,

Let there be no burden we take along,
As we run to the future with glee,
Just remember three words when today is gone,
Tomorrow, you, and me.

~~~~ By Kevin James Rowley ~~~~


Hope you have a chance to come by today.