FReeper Canteen~Fun With Poetry II~ 13.June.2007 ~Wednesday 06.June.2007

06.10.2007 | Mrs.Nooseman

[Mrs.Nooseman]

The FReeper Canteen:

Fun With Poetry II.

Good Morning Troops,Veterans,Allies and Canteeners.

Today we would like to hear about your favorite poem,Haiku or limerick and poet.

Here are some poems I really like.

"It's the Soldier" By: Charles M. Province

A protest raged on a courthouse lawn, Round a makeshift stage they charged on, Fifteen hundred or more they say, Had come to burn a Flag that day. A boy held up the folded Flag, Cursed it, and called it a dirty rag. An OLD MAN pushed through the angry crowd, With a rusty shotgun shouldered proud.

His uniform jacket was old and tight, He had polished each button, shiny and bright. He crossed that stage with a soldier's grace, Until he and the boy stood face to face.

"FREEDOM OF SPEECH", the OLD MAN said, "Is worth dying for, good men are dead, So you can stand on this courthouse lawn, And talk us down from dusk to dawn, But before any Flag gets burned today, This OLD MAN IS GOING TO HAVE HIS SAY!!

My father died on a foreign shore, In a war they said would end all war. But Tommy and I wasn't even full grown, Before we fought in a war of our own. And Tommy died on Iwo Jima's beach, In the shadow of a hill he couldn't quite reach Where five good men raised this Flag so high, That the WHOLE WORLD COULD SEE IT FLY.

I got this bum leg that I still drag, Fighting for this same old Flag. Now there's but one shot in this old gun, So now it's time to decide which one, Which one of you will follow our lead, To stand and die for what you believe? For as sure as there is a rising sun, You'll burn before this Flag burns, son.

Now this riot never came to pass. The crowd got quiet and that can of gas, Got set aside as they walked away To talk about what they had heard this day. And the boy who had called it a "dirty rag", Handed the OLD SOLDIER the folded Flag.

So the battle of the Flag this day was won By a tired OLD SOLDIER with a rusty gun, Who for one last time, had to show to some, THIS FLAG MAY FADE, YET THESE COLORS DON'T RUN "It's the Soldier"

By: Charles M. Province

"Dad, Thank You." Author Unknown

Thank you for the laughter, For the good times that we share, Thanks for always listening, For trying to be fair.

Thank you for your comfort, When things are going bad, Thank you for the shoulder, To cry on when I'm sad.

This poem is a reminder that All my life through, I'll be thanking Heaven For a Special Dad like you."

Every Day by: Jessika Newsom aka Pretty_Kitty.

Every second of everyday I am thinking of you. I am wondering how you are doing, what you are doing,I am wondering if you're ever thinking of me, the way I think of you.

Every day that I am silent while we are talking is because, I've had a horrible day, and the only thing that is making it any better is hearing the sound of your voice. I love the sound of your voice, it makes me so happy, it makes everything better. When I hear your voice all my worries ,all my sorrows go away.

Everyday I see your smile, it makes me smile. I love your smile it makes me so happy. I feel wonderful. It's simply wonderful.

Everyday I love you more and more, but sometimes I feel we are slipping, farther and farther down, into a pit, when people are talking shit, when people are jealouse.I love you and I dont want us to slip into that pit of lies. I love you, and I want to be with you until that day I die.

The love I have for you is like no other, my love for you is so strong,it can not be broken. I want this to last, I want us to last. I want to be with you ,but when you are leaving to Connecticut , that will be the worst day of my life. I wont want you to leave, I'll want you to stay forever, even though I know you will be back again.

-Jessika Newsom

So please come and join us and tell us about the poems and poets you like.!!!!

[Mrs.Nooseman]

My dear Canteeners and Troops, I am posting this thread and then I have to run. Today is my daughter's and favorite poet 8TH Grade Graduation and Dance.

I hope you all will enjoy the thread and I see you all when I get home.

[Mrs.Nooseman]

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[SandRat]

hello!

[alarm rider]

So raise your glasses high, my friend
And pray for things that never end
The Cadre sleeps lightly, true
And Cadres past are watching you.

Sing glory of the soldier gone
Sing glory too the airman’s song
But who took them and made them so
It was the Cadre friend and now you know

The Cadre stands and watches night
And waits again for morning light
The Cadre never sleeps my friend
And at the sun we march again

So sing the song of heroes past
And pray we have never seen their last
But God knows the Cadre friend
And be His will they never end

And never loved and soon to fade
No battle won or victory made
If not for the Cadre who taught them when
And at first light they begin again.

Who trained the troops and waited quiet
The Cadre watches through the night.

ANON.

[Brad’s Gramma]

Hi!

[luvie]

Awwwwww..hate that you have to run off, but know that her graduation is very important.

See ya later!

[leda]

hi mrs nooseman!

here’s a fav poem of mine :)

Where the warm cuddles are
The light travels slower
As it shifts down to yellow

the roaring fire and embers glow,
the yellow burns to a golden red.
comfort of being home, together.

Dog on a rooftop
Snake in the glass
Wanting Relief
Rat in a cage

this is sounding more like a zoo,
than home. oh yeah, we live at the zoo.

kids in the choir
statuary hall
doors begin to open

the quiet girl on the stairs
watches the menagerie
passing by like a parade

dark brown eyes
a soul glowing through
it was always you, babe

~patton

[laurenmarlowe]

United States Marine Corps Band~National Anthem

[patton]

Everybody who reads that thinks we a nuts, you know.

[leda]

you aren’t? ;)

[laurenmarlowe]

Photo by U.S. Army photo by Staff Sgt. Christina M. O'Connell June 12, 2007 Left to right: Senator Daniel Akaka, Acting Secretary of the Army Pete Geren, Sgt. Maj. of the Army Kenneth O. Preston, Chief of Staff of the Army Gen. George W. Casey and Senator James Inhofe cut the birthday cake during the U.S. Senate Army 232nd Birthday Ceremony in Washington, D.C., June 12.

Photo by U.S. Army photo by Staff Sgt. Christina M. O'Connell June 12, 2007 Maj. Gen. Ann E. Dunwoody joins Sgt. Maj. of the Army Kenneth O. Preston in a discussion with an Old Guard Soldier about his Army uniform from the past during the U.S. Senate 232nd Army Birthday Ceremony in Washington, D.C., June 12.

Photo by U.S. Army photo by Staff Sgt. Christina M. O'Connell June 12, 2007 Sgt. Maj. of the Army Kenneth O. Preston stands with members of the Old Guard dressed in past and present Soldiers attire during the U.S. Senate 232nd Army Birthday and Cake Cutting Ceremony in Washington D.C., June 12.

[The Mayor]

June 13, 2007

With All My Art

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READ: Exodus 35:30-35

[The Lord] has filled him with the Spirit of God . . . to design artistic works. —Exodus 35:31-32

Why plant flowers? You can’t eat them,” said my father-in-law after witnessing my spring ritual of filling pots with fragrant and colorful treasures from the garden store. Jay’s dad is an engineer—a practical sort of person. He can make anything work, but making it beautiful is not a priority. He values function over form, usefulness over aesthetics.

God created us with different gifts. Engineers who work for the glory of God design machines that make life easier. The Lord also created artists, who make life more pleasant by creating beautiful things for the glory of God and the enjoyment of others.

When we think of art in worship, we usually think of music. But other art forms have long had a role in glorifying God. The calling of Bezalel demonstrates God’s regard for fine art (Ex. 35:30-35). God commissioned him to beautify the first official place of worship: the tabernacle. God’s purpose for the arts, says Gene Edward Veith, is “to glorify God and to manifest beauty.”

When artistic talent is enlivened by the Spirit of God, it becomes an act of worship that then can become a witness to point people to Christ. God has greatly enriched our lives with beauty. And we in turn express our gratitude by displaying His glory in our art.

Father, may our work—whatever it may be—
draw the kind of attention that causes others
to praise and worship You. Amen.

Do all things for the glory of God.

Bible in One Year:   Ezra 6-8; John 21

[patton]

I am, I am.

[SevenofNine]

Breaking news off Hareetz wire report that Hamas and Fatah gunmen are shooting up hospital by kill their rivals inside hospitals

Also MSNBC reporting that possibity Chia pet health is not doing too well report are dude has heart surgery OH BOY

[SevenofNine]

Breaking news off Hareetz wire report that Hamas and Fatah gunmen are shooting up hospital by kill their rivals inside hospitals

Also MSNBC reporting that possibity Chia pet health is not doing too well report are dude has heart surgery OH BOY

[acad1228]

Tunes for the Troops!!!

Chick Willis

Chick Willis - I Want A Big Fat Woman
Click here to purchase music by Chick Willis

Bobby Bland - A Touch Of The Blues
Click here to purchase music by Bobby Bland

Robert Johnson - Crossroads Blues
Click here to purchase music by Robert Johnson

Tinsley Ellis - Double Eyed Whammy
Click here to purchase music by Tinsley Ellis

T-Bone Walker - T-Bone Shuffle
Click here to purchase music by T-Bone Walker

ArtistDirect.com l Amazon.com l Ticketmaster.com l Songfacts.com l Walmart.com> l CD Connection.com Support the artists you hear in the Canteen (buy their music)!

[luvie]

Poem: A Patriotic Creed
by Edgar Guest

To serve my country day by day
At any humble post I may;
To honor and respect her flag,
To live the traits of which I brag;
To be American in deed
As well as in my printed creed.

To stand for truth and honest toil,
To till my little patch of soil,
And keep in mind the debt I owe
To them who died that I might know
My country, prosperous and free,
And passed this heritage to me.

I always must in trouble's hour
Be guided by the men in power;
For God and country I must live,
My best for God and country give;
No act of mine that men may scan
Must shame the name American.

To do my best and play my part,
American in mind and heart;
To serve the flag and bravely stand
To guard the glory of my land;
To be American in deed:
God grant me strength to keep this creed!

[wizr]

OK, you asked for it. S’mine:

I love ol’ cars
Motorcycles, too
Vivid colors at sunrise
and sunsets view

I do love sunshine
Deep shadows hew
But, most of all
I just love You

I love gentle breezes
on a warm summer day
I love tomorrows
come what may

‘Cause each new dawning
brings the mornin’ dew
Most of all
I just love You

Thank you for being
so close to me
You’re always there
whene’er I need

I’ll take your hand
whate’er you do
‘Cause most of all
I just love You

[luvie]

((((Lauren)))))

Thanks for your flags and for the wonderful stories of our beloved troops as they go about the hard job of keeping us free.

Hope you had a WONDERFUL day today! ;D

[HopeandGlory]

Good morning Troops, Veterans and Canteeners.

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Our Flag Flying Proudly One Nation Under God

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Lord, Please Bless Our Troops, They're fighting for our Freedom.

I pledge allegiance to the Flag
of the United States of America,
and to the Republic, for which it stands;
one nation UNDER GOD,
indivisible,
with liberty and justice for all.

Prayers going up.