Amy's Place .. Poetry and Potpourri .. October 29-30-31, 2004

10-29-04 | JustAmy, St.Louie1, MamaBear, Billie

[JustAmy]

Welcome To....


'Amy's Place' welcomes all poets
and those who enjoy poetry. 'Amy's Place' is more than just about poetry.
Come in, relax, and share with fellow FReepers
your thoughts about any of the things on the *Menu*.

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Many thanks for stopping by. : )

[tuliptree76]

Hi Victoria! I got to see part of Arnold's and President Bush's speeches tonight. They both looked great!

[tuliptree76]

I love that song. :-)

[tuliptree76]

Kittens are always so adorable! LOL!

[OESY]

Hello, everyone!

Sorry I'm late -- with some very important dates.


Today's Events
Saturday, October 30, 2004

• Devil's Night
• Mischief Night
• Candy Corn Day
• Bodybuilder's Day
• Fall Follies (Illinois)
• Pumpkinfest (Tennessee)
• Pioneer And Indian Festival (Mississippi)


Tomorrow's Events
Sunday, October 31, 2004

• Halloween
• Magic Day
• Nevada Day
• Samhain (Wiccan)
• Karva Chauth (India)
• Chiang Kai-Shek Day in Taiwan
• Birthday Of Juliette Gordon Low
• Halloween Carnival (New York)

• Daylight Savings Ends

[OESY]

Biography of Juliette Gordon Low, Founder of Girl Scouts of the USA

[The Mayor]

October 30, 2004

You Won't Get Away With It!

Read: Galatians 6:1-9

Our transgressions are multiplied before You, and our sins testify against us. —Isaiah 59:12

Bible In One Year: Jeremiah 20-21; 2 Timothy 4

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A group of students at Renaissance High School in Detroit decided to cut classes to attend a rock concert in Hart Plaza. They felt they had gotten away with it, but the next day when The Detroit News appeared on the newsstand, it carried a color photo of the concert—right there on the front page. And who was in that picture? That's right—the delinquent students of Renaissance High, easily recognizable by anyone.

The Bible teaches that we cannot hide our iniquities. Oh, we may be able to cover them up for a while and even get away with them for an extended period of time. But the day will inevitably come when we must face up to them, either in this world or in the next. Paul told the Galatians, "Do not be deceived, God is not mocked; for whatever a man sows, that he will also reap" (Galatians 6:7).

Perhaps you have some secret sin that you are hiding. If so, I urge you to confess and forsake it. Or maybe you are gradually being drawn into a situation that you know is wrong and you're tempted to pursue it, thinking you won't get caught. Then I plead with you to go no further. Your picture may not appear on the front page of a newspaper, but the Bible says you won't get away with it! —Dave Egner

The sinful things that we may do
Are often hid from human view,
But judgment day will bring to light
Those things that we have not made right. —D. De Haan

The seeds of wrongdoing may be sown in secret, but the crop cannot be concealed.

[JustAmy]

10-30-04
Graphic by Billie

Be a Clown

If everybody loves a clown, then what’s a clown to love?
This Romeo has placed her on the parapet above,
A pretty damsel in distress? No, she seems amused somehow,
Could it be there’s something funny in the way she sees him now?

Presenting her a flower as he makes a little bow,
And all too soon I’m sure he will be uttering a vow,
“To you, my love, I promise that I always will be here,
To be your laughing partner and to fill your world with cheer.”

She’s obviously flattered, but remains a little coy,
Could she perhaps do better than this funny little boy?
Though years remain before she really has to make a choice,
I hope that she will listen to her own internal voice.

Something she should consider as she ponders her big day,
Regardless of his handsome looks, or how he earns his pay.
Someday when she becomes someone else’s better half,
Life is always pleasant with someone who makes you laugh.

NicknamedBob . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . April 8, 2004
© 2004

[JustAmy]

[JustAmy]

[al_possum39]

You know...I do believe that Bob is rapidly becoming my favorite poet. He has at least a 5 point lead over the next most favorite.

[JustAmy]

Happy Candy Corn Day!

[MeekOneGOP]

Hey, everybody ! Happy Saturday! TGIS!!

3 days until President Bush is re-elected! :^D

Have a cup while you Freep !

[MeekOneGOP]

[international american]

Vote Democrat....vote often...vote for World War 3....Let's get it over with!!!!!!

[MeekOneGOP]

hehe!

[Alamo-Girl]

Thank y'all for the precious poem and graphic!

[JustAmy]

Happy Tennessee Pumpkinfest!!

[international american]

Gee, uh, um, that seems fair.

[NicknamedBob]

Thanks, Al,

I do it because I enjoy it, and sharing makes it even more fun.

It varies in quality. Here's how I feel about that...

The Wordwright

“A natural at rhyming,” they said with quiet awe,
As if the effort of the work was just a lucky draw.
The poet grimly sets to task and nails the fabric down.
He stretches it to smooth it; portrays a bit of frown.

The subject matter fights him. He struggles on despite,
And witnesses remark there seems no effort in this wright.
While storms torment his vision, and tempests on him pour,
He delicately sets a bit of shell upon the shore.

The setting must be balanced. He knows it must be so,
But others only notice as the vistas slowly grow.
His struggle is exhausting, and soon to bed must he,
But not before he finishes his latest travesty.

So tempted to destroy it, his stare a rueful stance,
He shrugs and turns away from it without a backward glance.
“Another masterpiece,” they cry, and celebrate each rhyme,
And tearfully, he vows that he will do it right next time.

NicknamedBob . . . . . . . . . . . October 25, 2004

[mossyoaks]

Here's one for the troops...something to remember!

Defenders of Freedom

Defenders of Freedom, that’s what we are!
No battlefield too dangerous, no region too far.
We’ll march thru the desert with sand in our boots,
To search out a tyrant, take aim and shoot.
We’ll crawl thru the jungle, hide out in the woods,
Sleep in a foxhole, Go for days without food.
We’ll fire our weapons, drop bombs if we must,
Unless evil surrenders, it’s Baghdad or bust!

From the tortured and downtrodden we hear the call;
We’ll hammer away till dictatorships fall,
We want the needy to know that they’re not alone,
Even tho’ some of us won’t return home.
We’ll lay down our lives so you can be free,
Leave our loved ones behind for your liberty.

From Saratoga to Somalia, we’ll sacrifice;
From Shiloh to Saigon, we’ll pay the price;
From Omaha Beach to The South China Sea,
Wherever we’re needed, that’s where we’ll be!
You’ll know when you see the Red, White and Blue,
We’ll defend your freedom because that’s what we do!

Cris Steele April 2003