Poetry and Potpourri ....... September 24, 2003

9-24-2003 | JustAmy, Mama_Bear, St.Louie1

[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.

[Pippin]

thanks, (((BILLIE)))!

[Pippin]

Hi, Jen!

The best I could do for my first time writing this "poem" :O)

[Pippin]

Thanks, (((LOUIE))))!!

[Pippin]

Good Morning Victoria!

[MeekOneGOP]

LOL ! As I approach my 50th year on this earth, I seem to be spreading out too. :O(

Whatever happened to that 6'-0" 140 pound skinny kid/Buddy Holly impersonator that graduated from H.S. anyway ?? lol !

He's turned into a ~ 190 lb. somethin' or other ...

[Pippin]

Good Morning (((MEEKIE)))!!!

[JustAmy]

I'm happy to see that you found us. I am not a poet but have read several that I enjoy sharing. I can usually find a joke in my mailbox.

Hope you will make it back often to share a joke, a poem or a story. We hope to make this a friendly place for all to relax.

[JustAmy]

Thanks, Lady .....

What did you think of the debate? Who came off looking good and who failed?

[JustAmy]

Good Morning, Meekie!!!!

I thought the Fat Mary poem fit in pretty well with all the calories that I posted yesterday. LOL

I haven't posted a poem for today; I need some of Carl's coffee first!!

[JustAmy]

Autumn

In the valley once so green
leaves are leaving trees behind
Grey geese heading south are seen
a certain Autumn sign
Though darkness falls and winter's near
and summer's far away
I can say be of good cheer
it will return some day

The leaves that fall are blushing
as if they were embarrassed
by leaving their trees undressed
The birds have ceased their singing
though tunes of summer linger
yet the flower have gone to rest

The valley once so green
Grey geese heading south are seen
Summer yet so far away
I know it will return some day

A cold and misty morning
is letting us all know
a new season is dawning
when summer has let go...

By
Bo Erland Peter) Bernvill

[The Mayor]

[JustAmy]

The easiest way to find something lost around the house is to buy a replacement.

Never take life seriously. Nobody gets out alive anyway.

There are two kinds of pedestrians -- the quick and the dead.

Life is sexually transmitted.

An unbreakable toy is useful for breaking other toys.

If quitters never win, and winners never quit, then who is the fool who said, "Quit while you're ahead?"

Health is merely the slowest possible rate at which one can die.

The only difference between a rut and a grave is the depth.

Get the last word in....apologize.

Give a person a fish and you feed them for a day, teach that person to use the Internet and they won't bother you for weeks.

Some people are like Slinkies . . . not really good for anything, but you still can't help but smile when you see one tumble down the stairs.

Health nuts are going to feel stupid someday, lying in hospitals dying of nothing.

Have you noticed since everyone has a camcorder these days no one talks about seeing UFOs like they use to?

All of us could take a lesson from the weather. It pays no attention to criticism.

Why does a slight tax increase cost you two hundred dollars and a substantial tax cut saves you thirty cents?

In the 60's, people took acid to make the world weird. Now the world is weird and people take Prozac to make it normal.

Politics is supposed to be the second oldest profession. I have come to realize that it bears a very close resemblance to the first.

How is it one careless match can start a forest fire, but it takes a whole box to start a campfire?

AND THE # 1 THOUGHT FOR THE DAY
You read about all these terrorists -- most of them came here legally, but they hung around on these expired visas, some for as long as 10 -15 years. Now, compare that to Blockbuster; you are two days late with a video and those people are all over you. Let's put Blockbuster in charge of immigration.


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I knew I would find soemthing in the mail!!

[JustAmy]

Ahhhhhh

The pause that awakens!! It is such a comfort to see that purple cup early in the morning.

Thank you for bringing the coffee again this morning and those donuts look delicious.

[JustAmy]

Okay .... now I'm ready to start the day.
Thanks, Mayor!

[The Mayor]

It is such a comfort to see that purple cup early in the morning.

That's so nice of you to say!!

[JustAmy]

Bluewing

Bluewing is sailing the meadows
enjoying summer's beauties
A joy in my heart grows
I take a rest from my duties

He sails across the skies
wings still as he flies
He floats like a leaf on a stream
He's yearning for
a distant shore
that only exists in his dream

He rests beside a pond
He looks in it beyond,
behind the grief and the sorrow...
There he flies away
leaving us today
sailing into tomorrow...

By
Bo (Erland Peter) Bernvill

[JustAmy]

To Autumn
by John Keats

Seasons of mists and mellow fruitfulness!
Close bosom-friend of the maturing sun;
Conspiring with him how to load and bless
With fruit the vines that round the thatch-eaves run.

To bend with apples the moss'd cottage-trees,
And fill all fruit with ripeness to the core;
To swell the gourd, and plump the hazel shells
With a sweet kernel; to set budding more,
And still more, later flowes for the bees,
Until they think warm days will never cease,
For Summer has o'er-brimm'd their clammy cells.

Who hath not seen thee oft amid thy store?
Sometimes whoever seeks abroad may find
Thee sitting careless ona granary floor,
Thy hair soft-lifted by the winnowing wind;
Or on a half-reap'd furrow sound asleep,
Drowsed with fumes of poppies, while thy hook
Spares the next swath and all its twined flowers:
And sometimes like a gleaner thou dost keep
Steady thy laden head across a brook;
Or by a cider-press, with patient look,
Thou watchest the last oozings, hours by hours.

Where are the songs of spring? Ay, where are they?
Think not of them, thou hast thy music too,
While barred clouds bloom the soft-dying day,
And touch the stubble-plains with rosy hue;
Then in a wailful choir the small gnats mourn
Among the river sallows, borne aloft
Or sinking as the light wind lives or dies;
And full-grown lambs loud bleat from hilly bourn;
Hedge-crickets sing; and now with treble soft
The redbreast whistles from a garden-croft,
And gathering swallows twitter in the skies.

[dansangel]

You are on a *roll* ((((((Amy))))))!

What beautiful words with which to get the day started.

At lunch I will post an *oldie* of mine that I found last night. See you later!

[JustAmy]

"At lunch I will post an *oldie* of mine that I found last night. See you later"

Looking forward to your poem. I went back to the Google Store and found more poems that I could share.

Guess it's time to shop for either some jokes or some recipes.

Or maybe back to bed for an hour or so. LOL

[MeekOneGOP]

Mornin' !! :O)

Re: #249. Here ya go Amy. Ya'll have a cup on Carl ...

Have a cup while you FReep !