Amy's Place ... Poetry and Potpourri ... September, 2008

September 1, 2008 | JustAmy; St.Louie1; MamaBear; Billie

[jaycee]

That is a darling dripping chocolate gif!

[WVNan]

Although it's difficult today to see beyond the sorrow, May looking back in memory help comfort you tomorrow. ~Author Unknown

[jaycee]

I love you fall picture with that darling dog, L.J. Very interesting poem also.

[jaycee]

Beautiful, WVNan!

[jaycee]

WooHoo on the chocolate lady!

[Billie]

Yes, I copied to email. I have one small file in email titled graphics. Just keep the ‘help’ sites there for me to retrieve quickly. Its there in Red and I can’t open. Tell me what I’m doing wrong, if you can.

Do you have all your files in that graphics email with the full html code or do you save them with just the url (http://etc)? If you copied what I had in red and then pasted it in a comment form, it should post the picture.

[Majie Purple]

Bro, please make sure K, sees this & any that Others might post for Her,upon coming across this,,,Will call & see Y'All soon! ((((((Love Ya!!!!!!))))))

[Majie Purple]

Thanks for the darling comment!

[jaycee]

What if I had to type a sentence? Goodness, I didn't think I would ever finish that one name!

[Majie Purple]

[Billie]

It seems to be the favorite season of many of us. Beautiful scene, Nan!

[jaycee]

Majie, you’re a sweetie!

[Majie Purple]

Awww! Thanks & Ditto!

[La Enchiladita]

Hi Billie. Thank you so much, so do I. Just when I thought I could spend more time here, I got two new projects to do.

I wish I could say special words to each one here for the many beautiful posts I have so enjoyed. Autumn provides great material for graphics and poetry, as well as some of our favorite foods.

I don't crave chocolate, but enjoy it sometimes, in some forms more than others. I probably get more excited about apples!!:) and the beautiful fresh, crisp autumn air.

Dita:)

[NicknamedBob]

The Things I Am

I am the water nymph, gliding in its net,
Exploring to the limits of my pond,
Growing and maturing until I burst,
And fly out to the vaster world beyond.

I am the buzzing nuisance, a constant underfoot,
With eyes and ears of funnels for the new,
A magnet toy attracted, somehow bound,
To always be a shadow under you.

I am the gliding songbird, forever on the wing,
Dancing with the wind in sylvan vestures,
Which calls out in a voice thrown back behind it,
Ventriloquism with its sleight of body gestures.

I am the tasted morsel, dissolving on the tongue,
With all my light and fancy being cast,
Into the world that nurtured me to be its folly,
I snuggle into comforts of the past.

NicknamedBob . . . . . September 23, 2008

[Tax-chick]

Nice, Bob.

[La Enchiladita]

Oh, Billie, I meant to say I posted an image of autumn leaves (on The Finest) last year that you liked so much, don't know if you saved, it was a soft focus pic. I'm pretty sure I don't have it anymore.....

[WVNan]

That is a West Virginia scene.

[MEG33]

;o)
I loved that poem..and was just waiting for a proper illustration..Thank you for allowing me to post your poetry.

[WVNan]

Great as usual, Bob. I love the one above about fall also.