Amy's Place ... Poetry and Potpourri ... June, 2014

6-1-2014 | JustAmy; St.Louie1; MamaBear; Billie; Meg33, Friends

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Hi Jane! Happy Monday to you!

((((HUGS))))

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Happy Monday, MEG!

I went to bed early last night, and woke up late, but for some reason, I just want to take a NAP!

I guess Mondays can be like that! :-)

[JustAmy]

Graphic by Billie

[MEG33]

Maybe you need to nap today if you can. I believe in naps when needed..
;o)

[MEG33]

Lovely, Amy!

[JustAmy]

Thank you, Meg. That Opening is so old but was buried deep.

Great to hear that your back is doing better. Try not to overdo.

I love these nice fall temps. Great sleeping weather.

Wishing you a lovely Monday.

[MEG33]

I love it and don’t recall it.
Thank you, Amy...It’s about time for me to shut off the computer lest I overdo.
We will heat up this week during the day but mornings are perfect. Loving this weather.

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Hi Amy!

Thanks for the poem, bio, and graphic!

I hope you are having a lovely Monday.

((((HUGS))))

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I wish!

I have four lessons today though.

I took two classes today online in my Seminary Course...one on the soul and an elective on teaching.

Just had lunch...did a little housework, and now it’s time to walk the dog before going to work.

Nap will have to wait I guess! LOL

(also did all my scales and modes on bass and electric guitar!)

[JustAmy]

Graphic by MamaBear

Black Coffee

It grows on little bushes,
Not trees or even vine.
The bean needs to be roasted,
Then brewed into fine wine.
Colombia, does grow the best,
I like mine mountain grown.
No cream, no sugar in it,
Starbucks, yeech, I moan.
Just hot and fresh and in a cup,
I really like it black.
You keep your Cappuccino,
I’d want my money back.

Conspiracy Guy 11/04/03
© 2003 -2014

All ... Happy National Coffee Day!!!

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I LOVE Real Coffee...no sugar or cream..Black and undiluted.

But I like Kona Best. grown in the USA! :-)

[trisham]

Happy Monday, Amy and all...

Hours

I have known hours built like cities,
House on grey house, with streets between
That lead to straggling roads and trail off,
Forgotten in a field of green;

Hours made like mountains lifting
White crests out of the fog and rain,
And woven of forbidden music—
Hours eternal in their pain.
Life is a tapestry of hours
Forever mellowing in tone,
Where all things blend, even the longing
For hours I have never known.

Hazel Hall

[trisham]

I love it, Amy! :)

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Beautiful!
:-)

[trisham]

Thank you, left that other site! :)

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Off to work I go!

(fortified by Poetry! )

[trisham]

Have a wonderful day!

[luvie]

....be happy!

[trisham]

So pretty, LUV W!

[luvie]

Thank you. Loved your lovely fall pathway and poem! :)