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

2-1-2008 | JustAmy and MamaBear

[JustAmy]

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[JustAmy]

[JustAmy]

Sleeping Beauty

Within this crystal chalice -
A kiss of liquid fire,
The banked and ebbing embers,
In remembered warm desire.

Borne down now by its burden,
A seed at the glistened tip,
The bud of Springtime’s flowers,
Entombed in an icy grip.

And slow its heart is beating,
Its breath is a gentle sigh,
For it dreams an awakening kiss to come,
With a warm soft air in the sky.

When the glass of its bed has been shattered,
To lie in shards at its feet,
While with gentle languid motions,
It will draw on its clothes, discreet.

NicknamedBob . . . . January 29, 2008

[JustAmy]

[Pippin]

Hi ((((AMY)))))

Hi ((((Louie))))))!

[JustAmy]

Hi Pippin

Great to see you!

Hope you are having a beautiful day.

[Pippin]

Except for the day-long rain, it’s been a great day :o)

[fewz]

It’s back! All right!

[JustAmy]

I think it has quit raining for awhile here. We need some rain but I’m tired of it for now. : )

[JustAmy]

I'm so happy to see you, Fewz. I've missed this place.

I'm going to try to check in every morning, but there may be days that I will need to be gone. I hope you get back often.

Have a Fabulous Friday!

[JustAmy]

[JustAmy]

[JustAmy]

I knew I could count on you!
Thank you for this wonderful winter poem.

Thank you again for always being here when I need you.

[Kitty Mittens]

Amy, that is a Beautiful Pledge Graphic, and Amen to your Awesome Prayer for our Military!

I'm Thankful for this Flower
Our Loving Lord has Made,
But So Thankful Most of All
For the Blessed Son He Gave.

~The Lord Bless you~
(Ps.134:3)

[JustAmy]

Thank you for the compliments. And thank you for coming by today.
MamaBear is responsible for that beautiful Pledge Graphic.

I used the Prayer at the original Amy's Place ...
I'm not sure whether it is by MamaBear or St.Louie1.
I agree it is awesome.

Thanks again and have a wonderful weekend.

[Mama_Bear]

Yippee!! We're back! It's nice to see Amy's Place again. :-)

I am not a poet, so I will post a winter poem by Robert Frost.....

Dust of Snow

by Robert Frost (1923)

The way a crow
Shook down on me
The dust of snow
From a hemlock tree

Has given my heart
A change of mood
And saved some part
Of a day I had rued.

[Mama_Bear]

Hi, Kitty! That is a perfectly gorgeous flower our Lord has made, and you have done a beautiful job presenting it, too!

[JustAmy]

Yippee is right!!!

The poem by Robert Frost is perfect. Thank you!!

Your graphic is beautiful but it sure looks cold!

[Mama_Bear]

I am so, so tired of winter and being cold! I know, people who know that we live in California are probably wondering how on earth we could be complaing about the cold....but it DOES get cold here and it's damp and I am pretty much miserable all winter. Although, we don't have it as bad as most of the rest of the country, still, I can complain if I want to. LOL.

I am ready for spring the day after Christmas.

[Kitty Mittens]

Thank you Both, my FRiends; that Particular Flower is my Favorite of the Ones I've Taken Here where I Live.

The Poem by Robert Frost and the Pic are Excellent, Lori!

[JustAmy]

LOL

I’m looking for spring graphics for March. : )

After Marissa went to school this morning, I went back to bed to get warm. Naturally, I went to sleep and slept for an hour.

[NicknamedBob]

It’s amazing that you can just pop up with a poem like that whenever you want to.

It’s like you pull them out of your hat or sumthin’ ...

[JustAmy]

LOL

Yeah ..... that’s what I meant.

Don’t go too far away, I will need you to pull another out of your hat before the month is over. :^ )

[JustAmy]

[fewz]

I don’t think I’ve posted this before.

“Hwaet! We Gar-Dena in geardagum”,
started that epic tale of old.
It told of Viking heroes,
their exploits brave and bold.
And we like they have seen the day,
when heroes walked our land,
and like those Spear-Danes in years gone by,
they were a mighty band.

Our lofty legions fought not for land,
gold or treasure we did not seek.

None save the despot had reason to fear,
the wrath of our warriors and might of our arms.

In our midst there arose a socialist serpent,
to challenge our efforts to defend our shores.

In the halls of the Congress the air was filled,
with the oral flatulence of the political class.

No byrnied warrior with burnished shield,
can long endure that deafening din.

These mead hall thanes endeavor to kill,
without sword or spear or Frankish axe,

The will of the folk-land’s fearless forces,
while yet engaged on foreign soil.

With bovine excrement the battle is engaged,
their journalist minions protecting their flanks.

When shall appear a Hygelac’s thane,
in the town by the Potomac the feces to clear.

[fewz]

In the second line, I think “began” would be better than “started”.

[Billie]

Hey, there! How nice to see Amy’s Place back again!

[JustAmy]

Good morning, Fewz. Thank you for sharing.

I didn’t know the meaning of all the words but I think you did a good job of describing Congress.

Thank you again for sharing your poem with us.

[JustAmy]

Great to see you this morning, Billie.

It feels good to have Amy's Place open again.
I will wait and see how it develops. : )

Thank you again for coming by this morning.

[JustAmy]

February 2, 2008

[JustAmy]

Happy Groundhog Day, everyone.

[NicknamedBob]

February second. Groundhog Day.

.

Again?

We need a little Sonny and Cher music.

[La Enchiladita]

Oh wow, what is this? Thanks for the invite, JustAmy and for breakfast from you and St. Louie. I am famished. Here is a decoration for Amy's Place:

[La Enchiladita]

Thank you for that, Mama Bear. I think of Robert Frost’s poetry this time of year also. This makes me realize my life has been far too prosaic for far too long...

Poetry and music and nature speak to the soul.

[The Mayor]

February 2, 2008

Best In Show?

READ: Matthew 23:1-12

Man looks at the outward appearance, but the Lord looks at the heart. —1 Samuel 16:7

Dog shows on TV can be entertaining. The dog owners are impeccably dressed and trot along with their pedigreed pooches as they show off their unique canine beauty. The dogs have been trained to stand confidently with chins lifted high, their shiny coats carefully brushed and styled. To me, they all look like winners.

But I wonder sometimes, when their audience is gone, what are these dogs really like? Do they ever relax and let their sleek fur get so matted they’re mistaken for mutts? Does their doggie breath start smelling foul?

More important, what are we really like when nobody’s watching? In Matthew 23:2-7, Jesus rebuked those who were interested in how they looked in public rather than how they were seen by God. He wants us to be obedient, faithful, and committed to Him—even when nobody else sees. The Pharisees focused on the way they were perceived by other people. God’s focus is on what we’re like inside. His desire is for us to look like His Son.

We’re not in a competition with other Christians. God will never ask us to compete for “best in show.” He measures us by the perfect standard of His Son (Eph. 4:13). And in love, He provides the righteousness we need so that we can be blameless before Him (Col. 1:21-23).

Just live your life before your Lord,
It matters not what others do—
Your actions will be weighed by Him
Who metes out judgment just and true.  —Roe

Living for God’s approval is better than living for man’s applause.

Bible in One Year:  Matthew 23–28; Proverbs 12:1-14

[JustAmy]

"Living for God’s approval is better than living for man’s applause."

Mayor, thank you for bringing the daily devotional to Amy's Place.

Your daily contributions are appreciated.
Thank you!!

[The Mayor]

It’s nice to see Amy’s place open for business again.
Thank you.

[JustAmy]

"I got you, Babe"

That's the best I have of Sonny and Cher. :*)

It's groundhog day and no poem?
What happened?

[JustAmy]

Good morning, Friend!

St.Louie made the breakfast graphic when we first opened.
I'm hungry so decided to serve breakfast to everyone. :)

Thank you for bringing the February decoration.
And thank you for coming by.
Have a super Saturday.

[JustAmy]

It’s nice to be open again, Rus.

I’ve missed this place.

[La Enchiladita]

That's a neat graphic. I don't have a groundhog, but this darling hedgehog:

No shadow!!

[JustAmy]

How cute!!! Thank you for sharing him with us.

[JustAmy]

Graphic by Billie.

Fog Flowers

I like to call them Fog Flowers, those tiny crystals of rain.
They carpet the world in silence, they glorify dirt in the lane.
There seems all a hush to their presence, the softest tinkle of sound,
And even the animals quiet, as a blanket descends on the town.

Some look upon it as frigid, but warming and soft is the throw,
The flowers asleep in the garden, will snuggle and smile under snow.
“But it makes the road too slippery!” I hear the complaints starting now.
As it furrows and windblows and softens, the marks that were left by the plow.

You seem to not understand it, this miracle silently wrought.
For where will you go now to find it, when this is what you have sought?
A promise of hope from your Father, a gentle reminder of love,
Each entity fallen from Heaven, is getting a kiss from above.

NicknamedBob . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . December 5, 2004
© 2004

[Mama_Bear]

Poetry and music and nature speak to the soul.

Yes, indeed. And I like Robert Frost, particularly, because I can understand him.

So, here is another for winter....."ten million silver lizards"! What imagery. :-)

A Hillside Thaw

To think to know the country and now know
The hillside on the day the sun lets go
Ten million silver lizards out of snow!
As often as I've seen it done before
I can't pretend to tell the way it's done.
It looks as if some magic of the sun
Lifted the rug that bred them on the floor
And the light breaking on them made them run.
But if I though to stop the wet stampede,
And caught one silver lizard by the tail,
And put my foot on one without avail,
And threw myself wet-elbowed and wet-kneed
In front of twenty others' wriggling speed,--
In the confusion of them all aglitter,
And birds that joined in the excited fun
By doubling and redoubling song and twitter,
I have no doubt I'd end by holding none.

It takes the moon for this. The sun's a wizard
By all I tell; but so's the moon a witch.
From the high west she makes a gentle cast
And suddenly, without a jerk or twitch,
She has her speel on every single lizard.
I fancied when I looked at six o'clock
The swarm still ran and scuttled just as fast.
The moon was waiting for her chill effect.
I looked at nine: the swarm was turned to rock
In every lifelike posture of the swarm,
Transfixed on mountain slopes almost erect.
Across each other and side by side they lay.
The spell that so could hold them as they were
Was wrought through trees without a breath of storm
To make a leaf, if there had been one, stir.
One lizard at the end of every ray.
The thought of my attempting such a stray!

[NicknamedBob]

You understand that?

If I wrote like that, my poetic license would get suspended.

[Mama_Bear]

You understand that?

Sure do. Just like I understand your "fog flowers". Those would be that under which the silver snow lizards live, in my imagination.

Glad to have you back at Amy's Place, NnB. I expect more great things from you, considering you have a poetic license and all. ;-)

[Jack Deth]

Saturday Poetry


Ladies' Day





Humans think that they are so very clever
Yet, they add so many frills to the simplest endeavor
Especially when it comes to romantic affairs of the heart
Where an enormous empty Picnic Basket is an obvious start!

Blue eyed, Berman Belinda noticed it with days to spare
And spread the word the word to her girl friends across the square
Calico Annie told Siobahn, the gorgeous Scottish Fold
Creating a scheme surprisingly simple and equally bold

By the time the ladies had some up with Steps One and Two
Haughty orange Edwina decided to be added to the crew
With striped Alexis and Tuxedoed Ophelia in their evening best
The ladies quietly put every facet of their plan to the test

Arranging themselves comfortably with silence and finesse
While the Parakeet decides that it's best not to be a witness
The lovely ladies wait in anxious purring expectatation
For Belinda's Pretty One's delightful afternoon assignation


Jack Deth~ 02/02/08

[DollyCali]

awe — geeze o man.. again Jack. you show you are the “greatest”..

In a hundred years they will read of the great Poet “jack deth” who left this earth perhaps in poverty but left a treasure of good poetry

[DollyCali]

To my very sweet sistahs! thank you for this tread. I will vist & support. This is SO VERY NEEDED.. thank you.

tomorrow I will contribute.. tonight I am brain dead .. lol

bless you both

[ex-snook]

Hey pretty creative stuff! thanks,

[Kitty Mittens]

Beautiful Poem, Jack Deth, and Thank you for the Pings! : )

Amy, I Love All the Graphics you Post; they are Wonderful!