Magpie #34

Remember on windy nights

lights would flicker and go out

making rooms seem dark and bitter

Fathers would grumble

and root around

while Mothers would light candles

making a warm sight

Telling us stories til we fell asleep

knowing she was right

that there would always be light

in the morning.

Willow Manor Ball

The party's over

jazz lingers in the air

the flair of the night

Will be in our hearts

Forever

Thanks Willow for a finger snapping

toe tapping good time!

**black and white photo provided by Doug Prior

please do not copy or use in any form

Kings, Queens and Warriors

Jingle has a poetry blog site and has been inviting all poets
to participate in "Poetry Potluck". This weeks theme is
Kings, Queens and Warriors. You can take a look here for more
poets and poetry:

http://jinglepoetry.blogspot.com/

Kings and Queens and Warriors....ahah!
This should be fun to write tra la la!
But other words keep interrupting my brain-
It's Lions and Tigers and Bears once again!


There's the King of the jungle-
The mighty Lion who roars right back-
And the slinky, sexy Queen of India
a Tigress crunching on her snack


And the Warrior?
Why it's my good old Pooh Bear up a tree
Fighting for his "Hunny" with that mean nasty bee....

Magpie 33

Is this a liquor to sip or?

A scent to adore?

Mi amor...?

Is it a remembrance of lusty times

Or a scent of rosemary thymes?

Mon ami?

Or is it love scented fragments
Of golden hued moments

Glistening con tigo ?

Long ago?

Wasn't it just yesterday?

Potluck Poem

Haiku for Poetry Potluck

the theme is Night , Moon and Stars

Setting moon

tree branch clock below the stars

Timeless peace

Magpie 32.5

Okay- I know I already posted....

but I cannot help myself! I was having

problems sleeping last night and

entertained myself by making these up

while trying to snooze....

The photos were taken in my little crafty room-

not set up- just the silly stuff that always surrounds me...

Have you ever
Overslept and woke
Under the covers alarmed
Racing to get ready
Gritting your teeth as you
Lose your composure
And miss the last bus
Stomping back to your house
Sighing as you call your boss ?

There once was a lass from Mexico
Who drove the only bus to Texico
She was always late
Made us all wait
So we bought her a giant Rolexio

Magpie #32....time is sweet

Time is sweet

Savor each drop as if your last

Sugar sweet grain

The joy of music and dance

The 6th annual Widmer Brother's Oktoberfest

started quietly enough, but ramped up

pretty darn quickly once Sassparilla Jug Band began

playing their toe-tapping and knee slapping music....

www.sassparillapdx.com

The loading dock/music stage was quiet at first

with only a lone kitchen worker taking a break

Kevin on guitar and Jesi on drums

Gus on harmonica

Naima on washboard and also accordian

Sweet Pea on washtub bass

Another shot of Kevin

and Jesi

Once the music began-the dancers

began to weave their own music using their bodies

Everyone has their own style...

But, Xander had an inexaustable amount

of energy and form

Another equally talented and energy filled dancer joined in

Between the two of them- they entertained all of us...

Such delight in dancing

and last but not least- Hillstomp played after Sassparilla

and they were great! Two men that sounded like there

were a lot more musicians than just the two of them.
Check them out: www.hillstomp.com

Magpie 31...When I was small

When I was small

and not so tall

I loved to roam the house

Tip-toe silent as a mouse

Late night was the best

To explore rather than rest

I'd slowly enter each room

Peering into the dusky gloom

Hoping to see what I don't know

Fearing I'd see something glow

My mind full of gory ghostly tales

And Halloween witches with hairy veils

And then one night while being outside

I saw a shape and ran to hide

Watching beyond the french glass door

A ghost floating above the wooden floor

I dashed through the backyard

Scared to death and breathing hard

Ran back into the house

Not quiet as a mouse

Jumped into my parents bed

Screaming "She doesnt have a head"

Gently laughing my parents showed me why

There was hooded coat hanging up to dry

From then on I stayed in bed

No more sneaking at night, instead

I read.

An old photo of me with my mother circa 1943

Q is for Queen for a Day Cookies and Quilts

Our niece Jennifer is having a big family BBQ this Sunday

so I decided to make "Queen for a Day" cookies for the little

girls and One Eye Green Martian cookies for the boys.

I used a simple roll out cookie recipe from Joy Of Cooking...

They turned out pretty cute I think!

( these were inspired by a gift from Wyoming of the crown

cookie cutter along with a moose and bronco rider cookie cutters!

I'll get to those later on...)

Meanwhile, I finished the latest baby quilt going to

a cute little boy who has a chicken raising mother!

So of course I had to stick hens and chicks into the quilt!

and here's the recipe for the cookies! Enjoy!

Magpie #30

Three for the price of one! I love this simple image of

a bitten apple carelessly left on a magazine page...

and being me I wrote three ...you choose which one you

like and if you have the time-let me know.

And once again, thanks Willow for this venue!

Memories

Apples, apples apples.

Mere images of apples

Make my mouth water

And my mind wanders

To our past family dinners

With pork roasts and applesauce

And spicy hot apple cider

Warming cold hands returning

from snowball fights or walks at night

And best of all the Dutch Apple Pie

That I now make while remembering

Christmases past

While looking forward to today.

Apple Haiku #1

Crunchy bites

Sticky juice drips down my chin

Crisp delight

Apple Haiku #2

Cold hands grasp

Warm mugs of apple cider

Spiced with love

Pauls's favorite Dutch Apple Pie

Below is a photo of the recipe-

click on the photo to enlarge so you can read it! I use parchment paper on the bottom
and the sides of the springform pan. That way nothing sticks! Very rich and yummy.