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America the Beautiful, or so you used to be. Land of the Pilgrims' pride; I'm glad they'll never see. Babies piled in dumpsters, Abortion on demand, Oh, sweet land of liberty; your house is on the sand. Our children wander aimlessly poisoned by cocaine, Choosing to indulge their lusts, when God has said abstain. From sea to shining sea, our Nation turns away From the teaching of God's love and a need to always pray. We've kept God in our temples, how callous we have grown. When earth is but His footstool, and Heaven is His throne. We've voted...

Welcome To.... 'Amy's Place' welcomes all poets and those who enjoy poetry.'Amy's Place' is more than just about poetry.Come in, relax, and share with fellow FReepersyour thoughts about any of the things on the *Menu*. Enjoy! :) Never Forget! Bad Penny Amy's personal guardian ~ the ever charming, lovable, huggable, LouieWolf Many thanks for stopping by. : )

This brief video of Cruz's father is amazing-- it is a must watch if only a few minutes(total 9). Indeed, every true American should including the POTUS and staff.Some glaring similarities to where we are and where we are going http://www.youtube.com/watch?feature=player_detailpage&v=0Ym4Xt0T6fM Recommend you read and watch the video. Obama has no liking for Cruz, the least reason of which is because Cruz is Republican. Here are a few other factors: Cruz is academically superior. Cruz graduated cum laude from Princeton. Not the case for Obama. Cruz graduated magna cum laude from Harvard Law School. Not so for Obama. Cruz's mental...

...Tyranny Is far the worst of treasons. Dost thou deem None rebels except subjects? The prince who Neglects or violates his trust is more A brigand than the robber-chief.

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This important Email arrived out of breath a few minutes ago. My response appears at the end. Just wondering if my answer followed the federally approved protocol, or if my fellow FReepers think this urgent matter could have been better handled from my end. Always seeking to be in compliance. dagogo redux On Sun, 15 Sep 2013 12:29:43 +0530 wrote: FROM DEPARTMENT OF ECONOMIC AFFAIRS ATTN: COMPLIMENT OF THE SEASON DEAR FUND OWNER, IT IS MY PLEASURE TO INFORM YOU THAT YOUR FUND IS READY TO BE DELIVERED TO YOUR DESIGNATED ADDRESS WHICH YOU HAVE TO RECONFIRM. WE THE ENTIRE...

An old friend who is like a brother to me was frustrated with an email response I sent him...and, in his frustration, he tried to insult me by calling me "an uniformed redneck." I obviously caused him pain, for which I am sorry--but not sorry for speaking the truth as I know it. In response, I composed this poem (but hey, Jack--as Uncle Si would say--I am not a poet...and I am a something less than a redneck). This is a poem of no rhyme or meter on the subject of rednecks. Prose I guess. Rednecks. I was never able...

Seamus Heaney, "acclaimed by many as the best Irish poet since Yeats," has died, the BBC and other news outlets are reporting. Heaney was 74 and had recently been in ill health. According to The Irish Times, he died Friday morning at the Blackrock Clinic in Dublin. Sky TV has a short statement from Heaney's family announcing his death. The Associated Press adds that Heaney's publisher, Faber & Faber, has also confirmed the news. Heaney was awarded the 1995 Nobel Prize in Literature. Writer and literary critic Ola Larsmo said then that Heaney's poetry reveals "a profound experience ... that...

A 96 year old widower's wishful thoughts after the loss of his wife after 75 years of marriage.

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FReepers, please post your Carlos Danger limericks.

Japanese police are hunting a poetry-writing killer after the bodies of five people were found in a tiny mountain village. The five victims represent a third of the population of the hamlet in western Yamaguchi prefecture, where police found three corpses on Sunday after two houses were burned to the ground. Investigators on Monday discovered the bodies of two more people, who reports said appeared to have been battered to death. All five of the dead were in their 70s or 80s. The chief suspect is a 63-year-old villager at whose home police found a "haiku" poem stuck to the...

“Year of meteors! Brooding year!” -Walt Whitman A remarkable astronomical event also occurred over the northeastern United States 153 years ago today on the night of July 20th, known as the Great Meteor Procession of 1860. And with it came a mystery of poetry, art and astronomy that was only recently solved in 2010. A meteor procession occurs when an incoming meteor breaks up upon reentry into our atmosphere at an oblique angle. The result can be a spectacular display, leaving a brilliant glowing train in its wake. Unlike early morning meteors that are more frequent and run into the...

When it was Katie Helm's turn to speak, she knew what to do with her brilliant protest poem, "If My Vagina Was a Gun," noting the hypocrisy of Texas conservatives. Cenk Uygur and Ana Kasparian discuss.

Great Song: Hero We can whisper things from our American Dreams!

It's been a wild week...just wondering, what's been in your steady rotation to help smooth out the rough edges? Here's my list for the last few days: Moby Grape/ '69 Sun Ra/ Supersonic Jazz Haydn/ Symphony No. 98 From speed metal to bubblegum pop... who cares, weigh in!

Rush fans can relax. The band is now officially in the Rock and Roll Hall of Fame. The Canadian rockers were welcomed into the musical fraternity at Thursday’s 28th annual induction ceremony by the Foo Fighters’ Dave Grohl and Taylor Hawkins. At the beginning of the Nokia Theatre event, the audience was already administering a standing ovation to the group. “We’ve been saying for a long time that this wasn’t a big deal,” drummer-lyricist Neil Peart told the crowd, most of whom came out to specifically support the band. “It turns out, it kind of is.” …

AN ILLEGAL POEM By Illegal Immigrants (USA) Obama wants all the help he can get even if it's from Illegals of Any kind. What is this country coming to? JFK must be turning in his grave!! Obama is the total opposite. "It'll Never be fixed until you stop taking out more than your putting in!!! DUH!!! Just like a cookie jar. Start by SECURING OUR BORDERS!!! I cross river, Poor and broke, Take bus, See employment folk.

REMEMBRANCE of EASTER 2005 Crowd my eyes, you bevies of daffodils, And you forsythias in throngs of cheer, Dandelion galaxies and fountains of trees. Fill my mouth with the breath of hyacinths, you purple air And you roistering breeze. And you quince-buds so eager, you swelling seeds, You squirrels running stitches across the loom Of woven grasses, inflorescent weeds; Jasmine-bush, loop me with your lariats of perfume. Fill me, small birds, with your versicles, And chuckled replies. She is bleeding from the mouth and eyes. Sate me then, Sun, all dapple and spangle Crowd out all else Lade me and...

It had been nearly two decades since I owned a cell phone when I decided recently to purchase an ATT cell phone, using their GoPhone program. The idea was/is to have a device to reach others via speech from a semi-remote location in case of emergency, and do so with minimum hassle or expense. I'm sure there are millions who seek the same. Now that I have the phone and have successfully disabled any texting and web applications (not without first being dinged for any and all fumbling with the buttons), I receive bogus phone calls from god-knows-who spammeisters, with...

LAST SUMMER while driving home to Texas after participating in the first annual Artistic Horizons show in Bozeman, MT, Denise LaRue Mahlke swung through Yellowstone National Park. “One of the things that grabbed me there were the geyser pools,” she recalls. “They were infatuating to me. It was magical how they all looked so different. Some were like mud pots in opaque greens or reds. Others were clear, giant pools that looked incredibly deep and almost iridescent in shades of emerald and sapphire. One reminded me of a peacock feather. I could have stood and stared at them for hours,...

Here are two old songs to ponder and enjoy for what they were, and for what they meant at that time. I don't compare them to each other, the songs have been flying to and fro in my head, so perhaps they 'want to be written about'. In this corner you have Sir Donovan Leitch of Scotland, made his fame in England with Mellow Yellow, Wear Your Love Like Heaven and others. People forget that 1967 didn't just bring us Sergeant Pepper, we also heard a most intriquing stanza of First there is mountain, then thereis no mountain, then there...

It is quite conceivable, therefore, that, when he bothers with politics at all, Dylan's political outlook is conservative. His emphasis on personal, as opposed to societal, salvation could very possibly leave him feeling most at home with a political philosophy that emphasizes the individual's right to be left alone to his own search for God. John Wesley Harding appeared at a time when the indescribable revulsion felt by the young toward Lyn- don Johnson was at its zenith; yet, in a time of ornate, kaleidoscopic record covers, John Wesley Harding had an Americana cover. Dylan's declaration (Continued on page 57)...

We're not gonna take it. Hard to believe this is now a conservative anthem...but I guess it is.

This old video popped up when Mike and the Mechanics "Silent Running" was posted by Freeper "txhurl" on another thread.

With NASCAR starting a new season soon, I used a little license with Earnest Thayer's "Casey at the bat". Hope you like it.

With the debate over gun control heating up, a retired volunteer at a University of Illinois at Urbana-Champaign made a timely find. Ernie Gullerud, a former professor of social work at the university, came upon a previously unpublished poem by Carl Sandburg titled "A Revolver," which addresses the issue of guns and violence.

There's so much bad news in the world now, especially for folk on our side of the political spectrum. So it's important to take a few minutes now and then to realise that it is not ALL doom and gloom out there.

Twas' 11 days before Christmas, around 9:38 when 20 beautiful children stormed through heaven's gate. their smiles were contagious, their laughter filled the air. they could hardly believe all the beauty they saw there. they were filled with such joy, they didn't know what to say. they remembered nothing of what had happened that day. "where are we?" asked a little girl, as quiet as a mouse.Br> "this is heaven." declared a small boy. "we're spending Christmas at God's house!" when what to their wondering eyes did appear, but Jesus, their savior, the children gathered near. He looked at them...

There are times we will remember. There are times we will forget. There are times marked now forever. And, the times not marked as yet. There are times we've had together, much of which not soon forgot. There are times of sweet surrender, bolstered with, 'forget me nots'. Ill-witted whims from those thought clever echo through our nation's halls. Voiced by all who wish to sever the harkened notes of bugle calls. Though the past is gone, now forever, it still whispers warnings behind our ears. A warning truth of down-pour stormings with brightened mornings to face our fears. And,...

Today upon a bus I saw A lovely maid with golden hair I envied her - she seemed so gay- And oh, I wished I were so fair, When suddenly she rose to leave, I saw her hobble down the aisle; She had one foot and wore a crutch, But as she passed, a smile, Oh God, forgive me when I whine, I have two feet - the world is mine. And when I stopped to buy some sweets, The lad who served me had such charm He seemed to radiate good cheer, His manner was so kind and warm....

As I wander on life's pathway I know not what the future holds As I ponder, hope grows fonder Precious sacred scenes unfold Precious memories, how they lingerHow they ever flood my soulIn the stillness of the midnightPrecious sacred scenes unfold Precious memories, how they lingerHow they ever flood my soulIn the stillness of the midnightPrecious sacred scenes unfold Precious memories, how they lingerHow they ever flood my soulIn the stillness of the midnightPrecious sacred scenes unfold WAYLON JENNINGS - PRECIOUS MEMORIES

For those interested, Turner Classic Movies will air "Doctor Zhivago" tonight starting at 8PM E.S.T.. While I don't approve of the adultery of the film's hero, it is one of the few times when Hollywood produced a huge epic showing how awful life under Soviet totalitarian communism truly was. For that reason alone it's worth seeing at least once. Tom Courtnenay's youthfully idealistic Pasha provides a great example of a liberal who gets power then proceeds to torment everyone else for the "common good." The scene where Zhivago returns to his wife and family after World War I only to...

Over the river, and through the wood, to Grandfather’s house we go; the horse knows the way to carry the sleigh through the white and drifted snow. Over the river, and through the wood, to Grandfather’s house away! We would not stop for doll or top, for ’tis Thanksgiving Day. Over the river, and through the wood— oh, how the wind does blow! It stings the toes and bites the nose, as over the ground we go. Over the river, and through the wood, with a clear blue winter sky. The dogs do bark and the children hark, as we...

The poignant words of John D Rockefeller, Jr, “Not long since I sought to formulate in my own mind the things that make life most worth living, without which it would have little meaning. Some of these things have been relegated to bygone days; some are regarded as long since outgrown. Nevertheless I believe they are every one of them fundamental and eternal. They are the principles on which my wife and I have tried to bring up our family; they are the principles in which my father believed and by which he governed his life. They are the principles,...

Most geeks will know William Shatner as the original Captain Kirk from Star Trek. Shatner has also acted in other memorable roles including lawyer Denny Crane and Frank O’Hara on Psych. Shatner has launched a new application called Shatoetry that plays on Shatner’s known body of spoken word works. The app is available for the iPhone and comes with a library of pre-recorded words allowing users to create unique “Shatisms” that play using Shatner’s voice. Shatner says that his life is unlike any other celebrity allowing users to make him say whatever they want him to say. The app supports...

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Eyes wide with fear as I anxiously wait the details running through my mind each day, time is fleeting; I pray I am not late, for any mistake, I will have to pay. But what of this insatiable beast that takes from some, punished for their hard work. It gorges on itself, a bloating feast, while ruling from on high with cynics smirk. Punishment is the price of labors pain, while some will gladly live, no payment due. You cannot fight this, trying is insane, prepare, for it will always come for you. So add it up, and accept what...

The reason it is so depressing to read Alone, the middle volume of William Manchester's biography of Winston Churchill, is not because the British government was so obtuse in failing to listen to Churchill's constant warnings about the rising menace of Adolf Hitler. Why should that be depressing? After all, when Hitler finally got the war he had wanted for so long, Churchill was elevated at last to be prime minister of Britain, and in that position he saved Britain and, by the way, the world. So this is the prelude to a tale of triumph. It is sad to...

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If 'bam get's reelected, will we host another extravaganza? Will we have another poet reciting verse. In case you forgot: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=y7eH7U3vCLQ Well, this time, let's give somebody else a turn at the podium. I nominate Snoop Dogg: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=RaCodgL9cvk&feature=relmfu

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I am looking for a poem written by an English nobleman, Sir ________, in the poem is a stanza or possibly just one line, "there is no greater folly than the spirit of melancholy". Asking here because freepers know just about everything.

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Please forgive me if this is in the wrong forum, or posted incorrectly -- long time "replier" but first-time poster.... Just got an email from Mrs. Hoss at work.... "Hey Sweetheart, While finishing my lunch, I penned a new verse for the statue of Liberty. Instead of: 'Give me your tired, your poor, Your huddled masses yearning to breathe free, The wretched refuse of your teeming shore. Send these, the homeless, tempest-tost to me, I lift my lamp beside the golden door!' Now it should be: Forgive my people, now full of woe, Who voted away liberty and now live...

A couple of musical renditions of a great Rudyard Kipling poem that sadly tells the story of our times. Gods of the Copybook Headings Rudyard Kipling 'Gods of the Copybook Headings' Poem plus Cinamatic original music by the JAK Project. A perfect marriage of great timeless poetry and monumental composition. An Aural and Visual experience by TheJAKPROJECT: Popup In Your Browser or On Youtube A folk song rendition by Elaine Diane Taylor Some liberties are taken with the words as written by Kipling. Popup In Your Browser or On Youtube The Poem As I pass through my incarnations in every...

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It has been 45 years since Egypt and its Arab allies were defeated by Israel in the Six Day War. The defeat led to the occupation of Egyptian and other Arab land, including East Jerusalem. An equally troubling outcome was the eventual retreat of calls for a strong civil state, which Egyptian president Gamal Abdel-Nasser had been working towards in the decade prior to the defeat. "Ultimately, we ended up with a scenario in which the nation was faced with two choices: the power of the military or the power of political Islam," said novelist Naim Sabri in an interview...

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`Twas Freepthon, and the VanityPosts Were sidebarred into the chattyroom pot. The servers churnt, the n00bs were toast, And the Admins KittyZot. "Beware the HumbleGumby, my son! The text that rages, the phrases that bit! Beware the albaby beeber of stune, And the sleaxy Lazamataz hit." He took his 'board and mouse in hand Long time the irrascid foe he sought, So rested he by the BreakinBar, And stood awhile in thought. And, as in moddish thought he read, The HumbleGumby, with words of flame, Came churling through the blarzly thread, And yarbled as it came! One, two! One, two!...