Poetry and Potpourri .... October 8-9, 2003

10-8-2003 | 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.

[Pippin]

Good morning, (((Cal)))!

California, dream no more

'cause the 'ole Gray mule just ran out the door!

now California still has gold

for now they have ARNOLD!

[Calpernia]

Are you applying for the Poet Laureate position in CA???

[Pippin]

LOL!

could be! ;O)

[JustAmy]

"certain that a faithful friend will take what is worth keeping, and with a breath of kindness, blow the rest away"

I saw this poem a couple of days ago; I may have posted it here. I will look for it. I hope I saved the name of the author.

Good Morning.

[b9]

"certain that a faithful friend will take what is worth keeping, and with a breath of kindness, blow the rest away" I saw this poem a couple of days ago; I may have posted it here. I will look for it. I hope I saved the name of the author. Good Morning.

And a sweet Top o' the Mornin' to you, too, Amy! Thank you so much...
I would dearly love to properly attribute that poem.

[JustAmy]

Thanks for the coffee, Meekie.
How about adding a little brandy this morning for California's day of celebration.

[JustAmy]

Heh Heh Heh

[JustAmy]

Good Morning, Mayor !

Thank you for bringing my favorite china again this morning.

[JustAmy]

Good Morning, Darks

Did you have some coffee this morning? Meekie brought the coffee and The Mayor brought his beautiful china cup.

[JustAmy]

Good Morning, Cal.
How about sharing a little more of your Italian history with us?

[JustAmy]

Welcome to the home of Potpourri!
It's wonderful to see you, John. Thank you for stopping by today.

[MeekOneGOP]

How about adding a little brandy this morning for California's day of celebration.

Sure thing ! ...

[MeekOneGOP]

And by the way, the DUers got an early start today !! ...

You Repugnicans are so Stupid
[AM says: This is a ripe one!!!]

So you think you accomplished something by stealing another election and putting that dummy goon "Ahhnuld" in as Governor. Well he's an idiot just like that other installed resident George (imbecile) W. Bush. The reason California's economy is so bad is the fault of the white house resident and his moronic economic policies. Also, his Enron buddies screwed California with the energy contracts. So after Ahhnie screws California royally and the nation sees what corrupt fools W and the repuggies are, the Democrats will take control of the nation again for 40 years.

Hasta La Vista baybee

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[JustAmy]

Hi ((( Pip ))) , you are really good.
So glad you brought that timely poem by this morning. : )

[MeekOneGOP]

Hey, it looks like bill clintoon's record of torpedoing candidates is intact, eh ??

[Pippin]

Hi, (((AMY)))!

Yep!

That one just popped into my head! :o)

How does it feel now with AHnold taking the "trash" out?

[JustAmy]

OCTOBER

Bright and beautiful art thou,
Autumn flowers crown thy brow,
Golden-rod and Aster blue,
Russet leaf with crimson hue.
Half stripped branches waving by,
Softly as a lullaby,
Tell of summer's days gone by,
Tell that winter's very nigh.

In the forest cool and chill,
Sadly moans the Whippoorwill,
Not as in the summer days,
When he gloried in his lays,
Lower-toned, but sweet and clear,
Like thy crisp and fragrant air,
Warbling forth with voice sublime,
This is nature's harvest time.

53

Crickets chirp amid the leaves,
Squirrels hop among the trees,
Brown nuts falling thick and fast,
On the dewy, dying grass,
Glowing sun with softer rays,
Harbinger of wintry days,
Tell the year is going by,
Sighing forth its lullaby.

By Mary Weston

[JustAmy]

LOL

Yeah .... we almost started celebrating the minute Clinton came to give Gray a hand! : )

[b9]

:::gasp:::
That picture takes my breath away!!!
For a sec I was back home in Colorado 30 years ago on my Gramma's property!
Man, could that lady ever CAN...
peaches, pickles, veggies, fruit...
LOVE and jellied jams to boot...

My fave was her famous watermelon pickles.
We feasted on her pantry of canned goods for
years after her passing.
What a treasure you unlocked with that picture!
Thank You!

[JustAmy]

A hip young man goes out and buys the best car available: a 2003 Turbo Best Car. It is the best and most expensive car in the world, and it runs him $500,000.
He takes it out for a spin and, while doing so, stops for a red light. An old man on a moped (both looking about 90 years old) pulls up next to him. The old man looks over the sleek, shiny surface of the car and asks, "What kind of car ya' got there, sonny?"
The young many replies "A 2003 Turbo Best Car. They cost $500,000."
"That's a lot of money!" says the old man, shocked. "Why does it cost so much?"
"Because this car can do up to 320 miles an hour!" states the cool dude proudly.
The moped driver asks, "Can I take a look inside?"
"Sure" replies the owner. So, the old man pokes his head in the window and looks around. Leaning back on his moped, the old man says "That's a pretty nice car, all right!"
Just then the light changes, so the guy decides to show the old man what his car can do. He floors it, and within 30 seconds the speedometer reads 320 mph. Suddenly, he notices a dot in his rear view mirror. It seems to be getting closer! He slows down to see what it could be and suddenly, whhoossh! Something whips by him, going much faster!"
"What on earth could be going faster than my Turbo Best Car?" the young man asks himself. Then, ahead of him, he sees a dot coming toward him. Whooosshh! It goes by again! And, it almost looked like the old man on the moped!
"Couldn't be," thinks the guy. "How could a moped outrun a Turbo Best Car?"
Again, he sees a dot in his rear view mirror! Whoooshka-BbblaMMM! It plows into the back of his car, demolishing the rear end. The young man jumps out, and Wow, IT IS the old man!!! Of course, the moped and the old man are hurting for certain. He runs up to the dying old man and says, "You're hurt bad! Is there anything I can do for you?"
The old man groans and replies "Yes. Unhook my suspenders from your side-view mirror!"