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

2-1-2008 | JustAmy and MamaBear

[JustAmy]

Welcome To....


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and those who enjoy poetry.
'Amy's Place' is more than just about poetry.
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[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!

[jaycee]

I was roaming around one time and got on this site and wondered what happened that it wasn't in commission. I posted something from it, now I don't remember what or who I wrote to and they wrote back and said "How in the world did you end up on this and I told them I thought it was nice." Thats been a pretty good while ago. Its nice to see it in commission, Amy~~~~~I think its a sweet place!

[JustAmy]

Good evening, MamaBear.

Sorry that I missed you earlier.
I had to run an errand after I took a nap.
I'm catching a cold ... runny nose, runny eyes and sneezing.
I'm glad we cancelled the rally last night.

Thank you for sharing "A Hillside Thaw".
Robert Frost is always a perfect choice.

[JustAmy]

That is an adorable poem, Jack.
Thank you for sharing your kitten poems with us.

Have a nice evening.

[JustAmy]

Good evening, Dolly.
It is so good to see you.

I have missed this place .... can you believe it?

Get some rest. I'll see you tomorrow.

[JustAmy]

Good evening, Ex-Snook. Thank you!

Most of my graphics were created by either MamaBear, Billie or St.Louie1.
I have a few new ones but most are from the original Amy's Place.

Hope you stop by often.

Have a Blessed Sunday.

[JustAmy]

Thank you, Kitty Mittens.

Hope you had a super Saturday. Have a Blessed Sunday.

[NicknamedBob]

"It's groundhog day and no poem?

What happened?"

Underground Chuck

Chuck was a shy achiever,
But he had a gift of sorts.
While others studied roots and herbs,
He read the weather reports.

He had a knack for weather,
He felt it to his core.
It wasn’t just a talent,
He had weather rapport.

Maybe he got some bad advice,
Perhaps it wasn’t sound,
The poor lad finally joined up with,
The "Weather Underground".

Their work was never noticed,
Nobody knew his name.
For Punxutawney Phil, it seemed,
Had gotten all the fame.

NicknamedBob . . . February 2, 2008

[JustAmy]

Thank you Jaycee. And thank you for sharing that sweet graphic!!

This was the Going Out of Business thread from July, 2005.

I think I remember someone coming to one of the old threads.
It must have been you. : )

Hope you can stop by often and share graphics, jokes, etc with us.

Have a Blessed Sunday.

[JustAmy]

LOL

I love it, NnB. It is adorable. Thank you for writing it and especially for sharing it.

You always amaze me. : )

[JustAmy]

Good night, All.
Hope to see you tomorrow.