Poetry and Potpourri .... September 29 - 30, 2003

9-29-2003 | JustAmy, St.Louie1 and Mama_Bear

[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.

[Jen]

Good night Amy. Such sweet kitties. My kitties Killian and Sasso sleep with me at the foot of my bed. Spoiled boys! I'm headed to bed too. Good night FRiends. See you in the morning (maybe afternoon).

[MistyCA]

Lori, that's so cute! Sorry I have been having a hard time keeping up with the pings.

[Johnny Gage]

How 'bout that

On this day they say I was born
I took my first breath, late one morn.

I grew up during some national trouble & strife
oblivious to it, in my, quiet suburban life.

A man named Kennedy came to Camelot,
and the world changed a bit after he was shot.

Many of our young men went off to a foreign land
to prevent communism in a place called Vietnam

As they walked on the moon, I watched in awe
at the marvels of space travel on TV I saw.

With flags 'a-waving' we celebrated with glee
at 200 years of our beautiful country.

When a man named Reagan begun to Preside.
I took to the polls with an 18 yr old pride.

Marriage and struggles followed me then
while God worked in me as only He can.

A child arrives, though 10 days late
shortly before a madman invaded Kuwait.

A man named Bush, sent our troops to war.
We kicked butt and that was for sure.

When a boy named Clinton got really wild,
the Lord blessed us with another Child.

After 8 years of "him" we truly did cheer
when from the smoke another Bush did appear.

On 9/11 we lost almost 3000 people,
and flags waved from rooftops and steeples.

Our president again, was forced into battle
our troops rounded up terrorists like they were cattle.

Now 40 years later, it seems I have to say,
Yes, it is for me, another Birthday.

By Dave K.
(aka Johnny Gage)

[Billie]

Happy Birthday, Johnny Gage! What a neat poem!

[Billie]

Good morning, Poetry & Potpourri FRiends! (Did I beat Amy here on this new day?!)

[Pippin]

HEH! HEH! HEH!

I guess you did! :O)

[Pippin]

Hey! Great way of telling your story.

HAPPY BIRTHDAY JOHNNY GAGE!

[Pippin]

GOOD MORNING JEN!

LOL! now to do this to Tomkow, HEE! HEE! HEE!

[ST.LOUIE1]

Morning, BillieBlue! : )

You're up bright and early. Bet you got all the worms. LOL

[JustAmy]

Good Morning, everyone.

[JustAmy]

A Very Happy Birthday Wish, Johnny!!
Thanks for sharing your birthday poem.

[ckilmer]

Praised be Adonai our God, Ruler of the universe, who makes light and creates darkness, who ordains peace and fashions all things. With compassion God gives light to the earth and all who dwell there; with goodness God renews the work of creation continually, day by day. How manifold are Your works, Adonai; in wisdom You have made them all; the earth is full of Your creations. Let all bless You, Adonai our God, for the excellence of Your handiwork, and for the glowing stars that You have made: let them glorify You for ever. Blessed is Adonai,
the Maker of light.


RCWY
Creation

[ST.LOUIE1]

Have a good one, Johnny!

[ST.LOUIE1]

Morning, (((((Sis)))).

The *Welcome* is beautiful! : )

[JustAmy]

[Darksheare]

Uh, she did actually.
She was my friend, an odd thing since step-children usually vehemently HATE their step-parents, and actually listened to my advice on things.
Didn't always follow it, but did take the time to listen to it.
I took her for her driver's test and sweated in nervousness for the whole ordeal.
Puffed my chest in pride when she graduated, laughed when she took out a bottle of bubbles and blew bubbles at people she knew from where she sat.

Three years ago she died in a one car accident, and the world hasn't been the same since.
But for a little bit of time I knew what it was like to have kids.
And those are my findest memories.

[MeekOneGOP]

Mornin' ! ...

Have a cup while you FReep !

[The Mayor]

DADDY'S EMPTY CHAIR

A man's daughter had asked the local minister to come and pray with her father.
When the minister arrived, he found the man lying in bed with his head propped up on two pillows.
An empty chair sat beside his bed. The minister assumed that the old fellow had been informed of his visit.
"I guess you were expecting me," he said. 'No, who are you?" said the father.
The minister told him his name and then remarked, "I saw the empty chair and I figured you knew
I was going to show up."

"Oh yeah, the chair," said the bedridden man. "Would you mind closing the door?"
Puzzled, the minister shut the door. "I have never told anyone this, not even my daughter," said the man.
"But all of my life I have never known how to pray. At church I used to hear the pastor talk
about prayer, but it went right over my head. I abandoned any attempt at prayer,
" the old man continued, "until one day four years ago, my best friend said to me,
'Johnny, prayer is just a simple matter of having a conversation with Jesus.
Here is what I suggest. Sit down in a chair; place an empty chair in front of you,
and in faith see Jesus on the chair. It's not spooky because he promised,
"I will be with you always". Then just speak to him in the same way you're doing
with me right now.'"

"So, I tried it and I've liked it so much that I do it a couple of hours every day.
I'm careful though. If my daughter saw me talking to an empty chair, she'd either
have a nervous breakdown or send me off to the funny farm."

The minister was deeply moved by the story and encouraged the old man to continue
on the journey. Then he prayed with him, anointed him with oil, and returned to the church.
Two nights later the daughter called to tell the minister that her daddy had died that afternoon.
"Did he die in peace?" he asked. "Yes, when I left the house about two o'clock, he called me over to his bedside, told me he loved me and kissed me on the cheek. When I got back from the store
an hour later, I found him dead. But there was something strange about his death. Apparently,
just before Daddy died, he leaned over and rested his head on the chair beside the bed.

What do you make of that?" The minister wiped a tear from his eye and said,
"I wish we could all go like that."

Prayer is one of the best free gifts we receive.
I asked God for water, He gave me an ocean.
I asked God for a flower,He gave me a garden.
I asked God for a friend, He gave me all of YOU...

[firewalk]

Happy Tuesday to you too (-:
thanks for the ping

[deadhead]

Good Morning All. Have a great day!

Happy Birthday Johnny!