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A Random Poetry Experience

19 Feb

My Impressions of Three Poets Writing Three Different Styles While Relating To My Life Experiences.

Poems are like members of the opposite sex, often complicated, yet
Relatable, when you think carefully
How we’re really all the same inside our covers
Different environments and varying lifestyles and societal norms based
On gender
Yet the same human feelings, of
Love and jealousy, hope and despair
Too many to count all, at one sitting

Thinking of that makes me happy; I appreciate these strange works
Of art, which are transient and livingMimosa
Unlike journalism,
Cold and indifferent to the human condition.

Sipping a mimosa reading Husband by Miller Williams, I thought
How it helps to have a prop, drinking with the character, although it was
Sunny then and not at all the
Nighttime rejection and deception described.
The poem is my comfort zone, all the breaks
At the end of the line.
I am branching out, trying new things by
Suggestions of others more experienced than I.
This is my third favorite, not least favorite, I say, because it is still a good poem
Easily relatable, yet a little too easy — a challenge would be welcomed.

Picking up Recuerdo by Edna St. Vincent Millay, I think of Christmas, perhapsPortrait of Edna St. Vincent Millay (1933-01-14)
Because there is mention of a stable and also a fire
Not to mention the spirit of giving at the end,
But maybe also because of the Christmas music playing in the
Background
A hint of what’s to come.
The end-rhyme is familiar and comforting
Like the tree in the corner with all its lights winking
And the cat, warm and soft in my lap.
I’m not sure why anyone would ride the ferry all night
Back and forth like a loom shuttle, a seemingly pointless affair.
Perhaps they had more mimosas than I.
I deem this poem my second choice, it’s
Young and adventurous
Full of fun and memories of youth.

Flight.
Oh to soar among the clouds.
Or so I thought at first, now pleasantly surprised at the
Nostalgia I feel at the knowledge
Summer is long-gone and winter isG-190. The Swimming Hole (1884-85). Wallace is...
Peeking in through my windows.
I love the fact Greg Pape makes no mention of anticipating sex
Only seeming as well to be pleasantly surprised at his female companion’s
Abandonment
And enjoyment of nature in its simplest form
Seeking to contain
Only the memory, never the girl.

I’ve found my favorite, it’s abundant of treasures
Words pregnant with importance and delectable descriptions
Like a film you watch over and over, yet always
Finding something new.

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23 Dec

Here’s today’s lovely little find. Merry Christmas! Even if you don’t celebrate it, know that I wish you well!

Jerrye's Blog

Reaching Back In Time

Reaching back in time, there’s so much to be said~for the memories that are triggered by a song, a voice, a smell or tasteeach stored within our heads

The season we call Christmas~is celebrated with family and friends in a place we lovingly call homeWhere memories were made and through them even those who are gone from our lives will in our hearts liveon.

When we were young, we were always looking aheadcouldn’t wait ‘til our birthday or Christmas for the gifts we would receiveOr when we were youngcouldn’t wait until we were 18 or 21 because everything would be perfect, so we believed.

But the older folks seemed to live in the pastthey were always telling their stories of happenings long agoDon’t get me…

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21 Dec

This is today’s lovely little find.
It’s now been two weeks; keep praying for the friends and family in Newtown, CT.

~JLB

Kristy K. James

“Did you hear about Connecticut?” was the first thing my daughter said to me today.

I had only just crawled out of bed and turned my computer on so no, I hadn’t heard anything. The first picture that came to mind was 9/11, because her tone of voice was similar to my sister’s when she finally got hold of me to tell me what had happened.

I felt fear begin to build as she stood there and opened her mouth to speak.

Is there some kind of movement going on that only people with twisted, sick minds are privy to? Are they looking for their fifteen minutes of fame? Just wanting to make national news? What is going on?

Twenty small children, and seven other people, gunned down by a freaking lunatic.

A movie theater massacre just months ago. Someone else trying to do the same at a mall not…

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Bak’tuns and More Bak’tuns

20 Dec

Very interesting! I don’t completely understand it, but it’s worth a share on “End-of-the-World Eve,” even though I’m still looking forward to Christmas with my family. Be blessed!

Maya Decipherment

by David Stuart

As many know, the upcoming completion of the 13th bak’tun on December 21 is represented in the Maya Long Count as 13.0.0.0.0. It’s an important day in the Maya calendar, to be sure, but not the End of Times of course. The Maya never once said anything of the kind. Nor is the approaching day even the end of the bak’tun cycle, as it has often been described — that idea comes from an old and outdated conceptualization of Maya time. Here I’d like to explain a bit of the actual structure of the bak’tun calendar as we presently understand it, summarizing the work of a number of scholars as well as a few points I made in my 2011 book The Order of Days.

This upcoming 13.0.0.0.0 date is a repetition of the “base” of the system which fell in 3114 BCE, also represented as…

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Dealing In The Face of Loss and Sorrow

20 Dec

Debra Kristi's Blog

Friday was a day of tears and solace. Not just for our nation, but across the world. Too many lives were touched by violence, here in Connecticut and overseas in China. There are no words that can heal, but we can help through prayer and action.

Lives are far too precious to be lost to meaningless crimes we can’t even begin to comprehend. I think Rhonda Hopkins put it beautifully and I’m not going to try to copy her words. I suggest you visit her post – God is not dead nor doth He sleep. Sometimes times horrible things happen, and how we deal and help other through will define us.

A year ago I posted about coping with grief at the holidays. I think now more than ever is the time to revisit that post. If you or anyone you know has experienced a loss and is trying…

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