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Showing posts with label Jingle Potluck Poetry. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Jingle Potluck Poetry. Show all posts

Thursday, August 16, 2018

Feline Friday August 17, 2018

I want to be a cat!
 
 
Lucy the Cat
March 2011
 
 
Oh to be a cat....
just think of that!
Sleeping on whatever pleases
while dreaming of tasty meeses.
Carelessly shedding furry hairs
and lounging on the sunny stairs
No chores for me-no siree
my life is aimless- so carefree
To be a cat would be a laugh
No bosses here- as I have staff !!
 
 

Lucy Snoozin'
March 2011
I thought it would be fun to repeat a post
from when Lucy was still a new kitty.
She arrived on our doorstep in late fall of 2010.
Six months old, borderline feral and happy to 
come into our home where we have been waiting
on her ever since!
Back then I participated in a poetry blog called
Jingle Potluck Poetry and wrote the above poem for Lucy!  
Have a lovely weekend!
Thanks Sandee for Feline Friday!
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Monday, December 12, 2011

Eric Alders Monday Photo Prompt

There are limits



wood stone dirt and six feet



silly limits



Let's just be neighbors!



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Sunday, May 22, 2011

Sweet Little Stellar's Jay

Sweet little bird


Popping up learning to fly


Show us your tail




This darling sweet baby Stellar's Jay

is our backyard's newest addition...

it's sibling didn't evade the neighbors cat

but our neighbors are keeping the cat inside for awhile...


Wednesday, May 18, 2011

There goes the neighborhood.........

A conversation was over heard

The neighbors were being quite absurd


They said this guy didn't belong here

He really does act rather queer...

He's always thinking of other stuff

Like Vitamin C -it's really rough

To have a lively conversation

While he's six feet deep in cogitation


Photo by Eric Alder

If he could he'd be experimenting

With chemistry and molecular biology

When all we want is a lively chat

While playing cards -just this and that.

We really are quite tired of Linus

His Nobel Peace Prize and his shyness

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and here for Jingle Poetry Potluck:

Monday, May 02, 2011

When times are tough..........

Photo by Eric Alder of Bifocal Univision http://bifocalunivision.blogspot.com/


You cannot make a wish
When times are tough
and you stand at the edge
with no where to go but down
just turn 180 degrees
and walk forward




Image courtesy of Tess Kincaid of Magpie Tales
http://magpietales.blogspot.com/





A few weeks ago we watched


a documentary film entitled 180° South.
We were enthralled and inspired by the tenacity, strength of character
and quiet life philosophy of these people profiled in the film.
I still think about this film- hence this simple homage.
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/180_Degrees_South:_Conquerors_of_the_Useless/

Monday, April 11, 2011

Monday, April 04, 2011

Better Living with Chemistry?

I am using both Magpie Tales and BifocalUnivision's

images and putting them together here:

Plus these two poems work perfectly for

this weeks Jingle Poetry Potluck

Evolution, Environment and Survival!!




Photo courtesy of Tess Kincaid of Magpie Tales

No illusions floating

In radioactive fusion

Dangerous drops of water



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Photo courtesy of Eric Alder of BifocalUnivision


Ode to Yellow #6

there's cheetos and fritos

korn kurls and cheezits

krispy chips and corn nuts

but nuttin' like cheez puffs whew!

that's a whole lotta stuff


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or for BifocalUnivision go here: http://bifocalunivision.blogspot.com/

Sunday, March 27, 2011

Trips, Travel and Vacations

A lifetime gift for a child....... When I was only seven I received a wonderful gift

A small blue trunk - it wasn't too hard to lift

I looked inside and what did I see?

A doll ? And all her clothing ? This is for me?

"The heck with the doll" I said as I pitched her out.

"I want to use this for traveling here and about."

And so I began my imaginary trips

Packing clothes and stuff for cruises on ships.

Or maybe I'd take it on my little red wagon

Hoping to find a most friendly green dragon.

My small blue trunk was my way of learning

What life I wanted and obviously was yearning.

And years later I am still packing for pleasure

Traveling with my best friend- our life is an adventure!

Monday, March 14, 2011

What he was thinking.....


I know I ate too fast
And certainly way too much
The cabbage and corned beef
It was such a tasty lunch
I'm here a wee bit longer
As I'm stuck on this seat
Reflecting upon my gluttony
While chewing on more meat.

Sunday, March 06, 2011

Sunday, February 27, 2011

Writing silly poems does tickle my funny bone....

I saw that little mouse....oh what a louse!
He scampered all over and through our house
So we caught it one day
Ah ha!
In the midst of play
And now it's only a dormouse
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Saturday, February 19, 2011

Happy Pie Day-Happy Poetry Potluck!

Happy Pie Day
The scent of apples
Fills the neighborhood
Evokes cinnamon memories
Of mothers and apple pies
And childhood times gone by
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A smile a day keeps the blues away
Mom and Apple pie can do the same
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Could not resist putting this smirky face on the pie!
Have a great week!

Monday, February 14, 2011

Love, Bonds and Relationships

To My Best Pal
Life with you
Is a happy adventure
A lovely life

The first photo is of Russell and me crossing
the Brooklyn Bridge last June.
We were there to visit Grace and Radu and to explore New York.
I was born in Brooklyn, but wasn't raised there. This was the first
time I had been back to Brooklyn since I was an infant. Neither one
of us had ever walked across this bridge before.
The second photo is of Russell and me crossing the Golden Gate Bridge
for the first time last April. We had taken the ferry from Sausalito
to San Francisco and had wandered down to Little Italy
for a wonderful 20th anniversary lunch.
When were about done with lunch I said
"Why don't we just walk home?"
So we did! It took us 3 hours and about 12 miles later we arrived
back at my cousins house! We'll be down there again this year for our
anniversary...and who knows maybe we'll cross that bridge again!
Happy Valentines Day!