~The Dragon Flies' Lair~Thread XVIII~

February 21, 2005 | bentfeather ~Poets of the Lair~

[Soaring Feather]

The business of life is to go forwards; he who sees evil in
prospect meets it in his way; but he who catches it by
retrospection turns back to find it. That which is feared
may sometimes be avoided, but that which is regretted today
may be regretted again tomorrow.
--Samuel Johnson, Idler #72 (September 1, 1759)

[LunaRed]

THE UNWANTED TREASURE:
Farm Stories age (6)
Exploring a pound away
from the farm,
I heard the lunch
bell ring;

But I paused to retrieve
a treasure;
O' my Id' found a dream.

I hurried back, so thrilled
was I, to share what I
had found;
But when they saw me
coming they all screamed,
DROP IT TO THE GROUND.!

Down wind from me the
family ran,
indoors picnic and all.
Except they left my daddy
to explain a skunk is not
a doll.

That day I learned what
lye soap was,
Three times they scrubbed
me raw.

But I really thought my
treasure,
was still the best of
all.

[My Melody]

Good afternoon Bentfeather,

Everyone, :-)


...today I hear different bells! *



Poe can take us for a whirl ~

I slept peaceful, and when I awkoke, I found 3 words in my mind.

~ Jerusalem of Gold ~

Forest Gump said that Life was like a box of Chocolates. We never know what next.

It`s like getting on a bus each day and sometimes life has detours. Scenery changes, and I am so happy that it does.

A quote I read by;
Shel Silverstein

"Maybe the way to make everything right is for God to reach out and just turn off the light."

Jerusalem of Gold

The olive tree that stands in silence Upon the hills of time
To hear the voices of the city as bells of evening chime
The Shofar sounding from the temple To call the world to prayer
The Shepard pauses in the valley And a peace is everywhere
Jerusalem, Jerusalem Forever young, yet forever old
My heart will sing your songs of glory
Jerusalem,Jerusalem Oh, city with a heart of gold
My heart will sing your songs of glory

Sean Pambianco (translated) from Hebrew to English

There appears to be several translations of ths song as it was written in Hebrew.

Another translation from Hebrew to English, is by;
Rabbi Jack Gabriel

I walk among your streets and houses
I feel your breath of spring (or and the smell of pine trees)
The song that cries from your stillness
no human tongue can bring

I dream a dream of holy places
within your timeless soul
I am your child across the water
I share the truth you hold

Jerusalem, made of gold
you`re made of copper burning bright
your every song makes me a singer
I need you your light


There is a fourth verse, I believe that can be found on the link that I will post at end.

Forth verse song expresses the sadness that Jerusalem was a divided city. The last line that is quoted to read.
`haloh le` chol sheerayick ani keenor.` Literally, it means "if not for all your songs, I am your violin."
It is generally understood to mean `I am an instrument/vehicle for singing your praise."

http://www.phish.net/faq/yerush.html


The Career of a Song

http://www.jerusalemofgold.co.il/thesong.html

Shoshana Meerkin
Watercolors ~

Old City Charm

http://israelvisit.co.il/shosh/shoshi1.jpg

Jerusalem Morning

http://israelvisit.co.il/shosh/shoshi2.jpg

Yemin Moshe

http://israelvisit.co.il/shosh/shoshi3.jpg

Jerusalem Market Day

http://israelvisit.co.il/shosh/shoshi4.jpg


Eternal Jerusalem

http://israelvisit.co.il/shosh/shoshi5.jpg


Via Delorosa
old city Jerusalem

http://israelvisit.co.il/shosh/shoshi6.jpg

Western Wall Shadows

http://israelvisit.co.il/shosh/shoshi7.jpg

Old City Walls
view towards Damascus gate

http://israelvisit.co.il/shosh/shoshi8.jpg

Jerusalem of Gold
panoramic view

http://israelvisit.co.il/shosh/shoshi10.jpg

http://www.jerusalemofgold.co.il/jeru_gold.jpg


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FLAN

Ingredients:

-3 whole eggs

-3 egg yokes

- 1/4 teaspoon grated lemon rind

-6 Tlbs sugar

-2 1/2 cups whole milk

For Carmelized Sugar
-10 Tlbs sugar
-5 teaspoons water

Instructions:
To make carmelized sugar,
heat the sugar and the water in a small skillet over medium high flame, stirring constantly, until the sugar has turned a golden color.

-Remove from the heat immediately and pour into 6 ovenproof custard cups.

-To make the custard, beat together lightly with a wire whisk the whole eggs and the yokes.

-Add the lemon rind, sugar, and milk.

-Pour into the carmeized cups and place the cups in the pan of hot water.

-Cook on top of the stove over a medium flame for 1 hour.

-Transfer to a 350* degree oven and continue cooking for 25 minutes, or until a knife inserted in the custard comes out clean.

-Remove the cups from the water and cool, then refrigerate.

-To serve, loosen the sides of the custard with a knife and invert onto dessert dishes.


Smile :) eat!

* Be HaP

[My Melody]

~ awkoke haha Awoke! ~

you knew that ;)

[My Melody]

What a delightful little poem LunaRed, I love it! :)

( I would not wish to be scrubbed with lye soap though!)

I read that tomatoe juice is suppose to take skunk odor away. Fortunately I have never had to find out!

[My Melody]

Love da Daisies, Helga!

...vherrre you be? Out in da Long boat wit Hagar? or hmmm...drivin` da Bentley?

norskie ;)

[My Melody]

Sammmm!!!

I can hear your muZic ~ I can hear your music every song, all the way to herrrre. I couldn`t before, but today it comes through ~

now I can listen like everybody else can :-)

This is so grand!

[Soaring Feather]

Hei, hei, MM!

Sorry I have not been here for a bit. Absolutely love the wonderful water colors picture of Jerusalem.

Flan how I love Flan. Now you would have to know I am trying to stay away from sweet stuff. LOL I can whip up a wonderful custard with lots of nutmeg sprinkled on the top. I am just nuts about the smell of nutmeg or any spice for that matter.

So glad you can hear the music now. The other format Sam used was called a ram file. I could here it fine, but now we can all hear the tunes Sam plays every day.:-)
I am going for an attitude adjustment to remember my first thoughts upon awaking. Won't promise anything, but I will try.

[My Melody]

Hei Hei back to you! :-)

I am glad you enjoyed. I enjoyed the paintings too.

I wish I could serve you some Flan. lol ;) It loves us too. Once in awhile though, it is good to indulge.

Did you happen to catch Sam`s reply to your post about the muse?

Read his tag line, then read his reply. Is he trying to `amuse` ??

or did he just do it on purpose!

Uff`da! :)

[Soaring Feather]

hei, hei, dere norskie!!

dere Helga been cleaning dat closet! Dere Hargar got it stuff with clothes he des not wear. hehehehe.. it's Helga's old clothes not dere Hagar he wears animal skins. uff'da!!

An old college course books.

One book though dere Helga is keeping is "Realm of the Universe." Dere Helga took this course too, and loved it. The professor was a hippy and did not demand tests, provide we came to class, did the reading and in place of tests with his approval we could do projects relating to whatever we were studying at that point. I did a huge abstract picture using melted wax, water colors, daubs of clay -what ever I could get to stick to the heavy paper.

He loved it and gave me a good grade. Then took it to his other class he taught to use in the sessions there- younger students.

He died a few years ago, he was a good professor, one that knew how to teach.

[Soaring Feather]

Tagline competition!!



There is a contest here at FR for great taglines. I have made the cut a few times. Sam usually scarfs up a few cuts most every time.

Har, har.....

[Soaring Feather]

So MM got a music request?? I looked all over for the Jackie Wilson, Deep Purple song and came up empty handed. Big hit in the 50s.

Dang we have the snow storm thing going on here now.

[Soaring Feather]

Don't feel too bad, some people never even have a muse to lose. ;-)

Dang Sam, you crack me up!! Your humour is so dry! That's why I love it. LOL

[Soaring Feather]

Have regular hours for work and play; make each day both
useful and pleasant, and prove that you understand the worth
of time by employing it well. Then youth will be delightful,
old age will bring few regrets, and life will become a
beautiful success.
--Louisa May Alcott, Novelist

[Soaring Feather]

"I Thought of You"
by Sarah Teasdale

I thought of you and how you love this beauty,
And walking up the long beach all alone
I heard the waves breaking in measured thunder
As you and I once heard their monotone.

Around me were the echoing dunes, beyond me
The cold and sparkling silver of the sea --
We two will pass through death and ages lengthen
Before you hear that sound again with me.

[My Melody]

A `Life` teacher through the art of the senses. Experiencing this way is wonderful. There are so many ways to sing the same song, yet we each hear it different.

Look at all the many voices who have sang the song `Amazing Grace`

We have listened and heard it all of our lives. When did we hear the words and comprehend the words? Did we always hear them? I heard them when they were sang real slow.

So often I have heard a song and only heard the music, then someone will come and lay the words upon my heart. The music may be altogether different.


The thing about waking up from our sleep time, is the very First thoughts we have in the morning, (or whatever the hour we wake) will often present in those first several `Seconds`. If we never pay attention to this, we really miss out on a lot, I know that I do.

Sometimes it might be a song, sometimes one word, two or three.

Sometimes it is a person or a place or a thing.

Our minds are clear upon awakening, before the tv or radio or the phone rings or doorbell or before our worries or concerns begin, or before we start thinking about our day at all!

First Thoughts upon awakening...

is it a muse ;)


* write these words or thoughts down that you might receive. Maybe some days are blank just then, but there are days when those thoughts are like gold nuggets!

Same way as when we are driving, or gardening, walking, or doing anything we might do without needing to be thinking hard on it. New thoughts come in. Life is Exciting! Everyday!

[LunaRed]

LOL.....My Melody I should add
lye soap and scrub brushes. I
was kind of an outside outcast
for the next day. LOL

[My Melody]

How about this song;


`Oh What It Seemed To Be`

by Roger Williams on piano

[My Melody]

Well here you are!! LunaRed!!

I loved that little poem! It just danced me along...

Smiling ~ I can imagine you feeling outside the fence for a day or more ;)

You have such a playful heart. I can always feel it in your writing. You draw other hearts right in. :-)

[Soaring Feather]

Searching now for the tune. Sometimes it works and sometimes not.