Amy's Place ... Poetry and Potpourri ... February, 2009

2-1-09 | JustAmy; St.Louie1; MamaBear; Billie

[JustAmy]

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[Lady Jag]

Kubla Khan

In Xanadu did Kubla Khan A stately pleasure-dome decree : Where Alph, the sacred river, ran Through caverns measureless to man Down to a sunless sea. So twice five miles of fertile ground With walls and towers were girdled round : And there were gardens bright with sinuous rills, Where blossomed many an incense-bearing tree ; And here were forests ancient as the hills, Enfolding sunny spots of greenery. But oh ! that deep romantic chasm which slanted Down the green hill athwart a cedarn cover ! A savage place ! as holy and enchanted As e'er beneath a waning moon was haunted By woman wailing for her demon-lover ! And from this chasm, with ceaseless turmoil seething, As if this earth in fast thick pants were breathing, A mighty fountain momently was forced : Amid whose swift half-intermitted burst Huge fragments vaulted like rebounding hail, Or chaffy grain beneath the thresher's flail : And 'mid these dancing rocks at once and ever It flung up momently the sacred river. Five miles meandering with a mazy motion Through wood and dale the sacred river ran, Then reached the caverns measureless to man, And sank in tumult to a lifeless ocean : And 'mid this tumult Kubla heard from far Ancestral voices prophesying war ! The shadow of the dome of pleasure Floated midway on the waves ; Where was heard the mingled measure From the fountain and the caves. It was a miracle of rare device, A sunny pleasure-dome with caves of ice ! A damsel with a dulcimer In a vision once I saw : It was an Abyssinian maid, And on her dulcimer she played, Singing of Mount Abora. Could I revive within me Her symphony and song, To such a deep delight 'twould win me, That with music loud and long, I would build that dome in air, That sunny dome ! those caves of ice ! And all who heard should see them there, And all should cry, Beware ! Beware ! His flashing eyes, his floating hair ! Weave a circle round him thrice, And close your eyes with holy dread, For he on honey-dew hath fed, And drunk the milk of Paradise. Samuel Taylor Coleridge

[JustAmy]

Good morning, Jaycee.
Thank you for the lovely Love Graphic.
Thank you for helping celebrate Love Week at Amy's.

How are you doing today?
I'm having to reboot because I have too much stuff in my temporary files. :)

Wishing you a week filled with Love!

[ConorMacNessa]

Great poem, Lady J! I’ve been chained to my desk the last few days. Hope to be back posting soon!

[JustAmy]

Good morning, Lori.
Thank you for this wonderful Love Graphic and music.
A perfect way to usher in Love Week.

Thank you, again.
Wishing you a day of hugs and a week of love.

[Lady Jag]

Sorry for your loss. Your quandary about loss and reunion is shared with us all. I find it uplifting to meet people I knew who loved who I loved.

{{{HUGS!!!}}}

[Lady Jag]

Glad to hear from you. Earlier I was wondering where you were. Happy to hear you’re AOK.

[yorkie]

The Flower

Once in a golden hour
I cast to earth a seed.
Up there came a flower,
The people said, a weed.

To and fro they went
Thro’ my garden-bower,
And muttering discontent
Cursed me and my flower.

Then it grew so tall
It wore a crown of light,
But thieves from o’er the wall
Stole the seed by night;

Sow’d it far and wide
By every town and tower,
Till all the people cried,
‘Splendid is the flower.’

Read my little fable:
He that runs may read.
Most can raise the flowers now
For all have got the seed.

And some are pretty enough,
And some are poor indeed;
And now again the people
Call it but a weed.

Alfred Lord Tennyson

[JustAmy]

Thank you, LadyJ.

I hate that families drift apart; but it is inevitable.
Everyone gets involved with their immediate family and
as the family gets larger, it is difficult to get everyone together.

It is great to see you here for Love week.

Have a week of lots of hugs and mucho love.

[Lady Jag]

I love it! Tennyson is one of my faves; I can't believe I never read it before.

[JustAmy]

Happy Monday, Yorkie.
Thank you for sharing the wonderful graphics and
poems this morning.

Hope you are enjoying a Lovely Day.
Wishing you a week of Hugs and Love.

[JustAmy]

Happy Monday, Conor.
Hope they unchain you soon. We miss you.

Are you anywhere near the Porkulus Protest?
I will be anxious to see any posts and pictures.
I wish I could have gone with Jim but couldn't at this time.

Wishing you a lovely day and a Week of Love.

[JustAmy]

LadyJ, thank you for this lovely poem and the wonderful graphic.

Have a lovely day.

[ConorMacNessa]

I’m at 10th and Pennsylvania Ave. Not sure where the Porkulus protest is.

[yorkie]

A damsel with a dulcimer

And I love Kubla Kahn! Thank you!

[Lady Jag]

We grew up in a small town and married people there and most stayed there, with the rest moving not far. School chums, people from the old neighborhood come to pay their respects and remember old times.

[JustAmy]

Jim was to deliver letters to Senators Specter, Collins and Snowe this morning.

Everyone was suppose to meet in front of Specter’s office. Melanie Morgan and Move America Forward were to join up with the FReepers this morning. I hope all went according to plans.

If you hear anything, let us know. We are with them in spirit!

[JustAmy]

A cousin’s two daughters and their children flew down from Alaska. My cousin is no longer with us. It was wonderful to see her daughters again. It had been 11 years.

I grew up in a small town and there are school chums who I always see at other friends’ funerals.

Small towns are very special places to raise children. Everyone knows everyone.

[JustAmy]

Beautiful, Yorkie. Thank you.

[JustAmy]

Oh yes .... a perfect poem for Love Week.

And the graphic you found is special. Thank you for sharing both with us.

[yorkie]

And thank you and Lori, for the lovely opening in post 1517!

If wishes come true,
(You wished me a week of hugs and love - thank you)
I'll be getting hugs and love, this week!
I'm hoping you have an "in" with the 'wish fairy'!