Poetry and Potpourri .... September 27 - 28, 2003

9-27-2003 | JustAmy, Mama_Bear and St.Louie1

[Temple Owl]

Robert Frost. 1875–    Mending Wall   SOMETHING there is that doesn't love a wall,   That sends the frozen-ground-swell under it,   And spills the upper boulders in the sun;   And makes gaps even two can pass abreast.   The work of hunters is another thing:         

I have come after them and made repair   Where they have left not one stone on stone,   But they would have the rabbit out of hiding,   To please the yelping dogs. The gaps I mean,   No one has seen them made or heard them made,   

But at spring mending-time we find them there.   I let my neighbor know beyond the hill;   And on a day we meet to walk the line   And set the wall between us once again.   We keep the wall between us as we go.   15 To each the boulders that have fallen to each.   And some are loaves and some so nearly balls   We have to use a spell to make them balance:   "Stay where you are until our backs are turned!"   We wear our fingers rough with handling them.   20 Oh, just another kind of outdoor game,   One on a side. It comes to little more:   He is all pine and I am apple-orchard.   My apple trees will never get across   And eat the cones under his pines, I tell him.   

He only says, "Good fences make good neighbors."   Spring is the mischief in me, and I wonder   If I could put a notion in his head:   "Why do they make good neighbors? Isn't it   Where there are cows? But here there are no cows.   30 Before I built a wall I'd ask to know   What I was walling in or walling out,   And to whom I was like to give offence.   Something there is that doesn't love a wall,   That wants it down!" I could say "Elves" to him,  

But it's not elves exactly, and I'd rather   He said it for himself. I see him there,   Bringing a stone grasped firmly by the top   In each hand, like an old-stone savage armed.   He moves in darkness as it seems to me,   

Not of woods only and the shade of trees.   He will not go behind his father's saying,   And he likes having thought of it so well   He says again, "Good fences make good neighbors."  

Ink says hello    

[dutchess]

Wow...that was quick Temple. Thanks. Cyber cheese on its way to Ink!

[Darksheare]

I'm beginning to slow down and drag here.
So I'm going to haul my carcass elsewhere and sleep.
G'night.

[JustAmy]

Welcome to Poetry and Potpourri, Dutchess.

We are so glad to see you. Hope you have time for a cup of coffee while you browse thru our potpourri!

I'll keep my eyes open for that Robert Frost poem that you requested.

[JustAmy]

"Hope you're having a nice day."

And the same to YOU!!

[JustAmy]

WOW is right, Temple. Thank you!!!

[JustAmy]

Goodnight, Darksheare.

Looking forward to seeing you tomorrow.

[JustAmy]

Welcome to Poetry and Potpourri, Rainmaker.

Thank you for coming by and sharing your poem. Hope you have time for coffee and a little browsing.

[MeekOneGOP]

ROFL !! ...

[ST.LOUIE1]

Hi Louie, how are you doing?

Hi Victoria! Say, your hugs are sooo unusual and colorful....I like 'em! : )

[ST.LOUIE1]

Hi Amy. (lori and wolfie). Just want you to know what a lovely thread this is. Thanks for all your hard work.
FR just keeps getting better and better!

Thank you, dutchess! You will become a regular here, right? Another pretty face is always welcome. : )

The *Finest* is one of the best threads here. You, Billie, Lori, dansangel; FreeTheHostages,and Aquamarine make it a most beautiful site to visit. You're all so very talented. : )

And good lookin'! AhhhhRoooooo!!!

[dutchess]

And good lookin'! AhhhhRoooooo!!!

Awe...you're so SWEET!!!

((((((Wolfie))))))

You will become a regular here, right?

You bet! :o) but I might have to give up my day job if you guys keep starting up all these great new sites LOL!

[GailA]

thanks

[ckilmer]

When you notice a cat in profound meditation,
The reason, I tell you, is always the same:
His mind is engaged in a rapt contemplation
Of the thought, of the thought, of the thought of his name.
His ineffable, effable
Effanineffable
Deep and inscrutable singlular Name.
--T.S. Elliot

[ST.LOUIE1]

And good lookin'! AhhhhRoooooo!!!

Awe...you're so SWEET!!!
((((((Wolfie))))))

You will become a regular here, right?

You bet! :o) but I might have to give up my day job if you guys keep starting up all these great new sites LOL!

LOL! Not to worry.....this is definitely the last. I hope. : )

[JustAmy]

Thanks for coming by again, ckilmer, and thank you for posting the poem. We hope you enjoy Poetry and Potpourri and will come back often.

Amy

[okimhere]

Good evening to ya! Saturday seems to be a busy day for everyone here, doesn't it? I always laugh at Ogden Nash's poems so I dragged one in here for a chuckle:

THE TERMITE

Some primal termite knocked on wood
And tasted it, and found it good,
And that is why your Cousin May
Fell through the parlor floor today.

By Ogden Nash

[JustAmy]

Loved it. Glad you found time for us on this very busy day!!

[okimhere]

Oh, bless your heart, you're such a good audience! Love that duck. And I laughed and laughed at your blonde jokes earlier in the thread.

For whatever reason, we have had almost no flies this year (and that's a GOOD thing) but today one buzzed me. Last bit of summer, I guess. Another Nash:

THE FLY

God in his wisdom made the fly
And then forgot to tell us why.

By Ogden Nash