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Funday Thursday

black hat

what to do

I know, I’ll draw a hat

now I’ll paint it black

hat painted black

now the hat is black

the bats will attack

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oh dear I waited too long

the spiders came along

now the spiders and bats

will take over the hat

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up and away, a flying hat

the hat is gone

just like that.

Q

Good morning all, now that I’ve had my silliness fix, I’m off to the gym…

Have a wonderful day, I hold each and every one of you, close in my heart… Blessings be.

Oyashikiri

 

scenes from today

 

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pay attention, enjoy the view

the path

is some one watching you

flower landscape

stop,  look around,

face in rhe

Wonders abound

PL Precept # 1  Life is Art

Chop Suey Tuesday

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With the goings on in the world today, I’m never sure what will greet me when I first listen to the news after a lovely night of sleep.

I first wrote this little poem back in the fall of 2007, I made a few changes, to share it with you now…. have fun, let your imagination flow.

How eerie the night

when everyone looks for a fright

carved pumpkin heads

leer with evil delight

their eyes bleary and red

their lopsided grin

sends a chill from within

children cheer with delight

when ghosts go bump in the night

So tuck yourself in

don’t let the news of the day,

scare your good sense away.

Once upon a time, October came once a year

Now it seems, every day is one the speaks of fear.

Really, let’s think on this, do we want to live this way

I pray each day, that our friendships

will flow and grow

till each and every one of us

in reaching out, will overtake

the negativity spread by “others”

and put pumpkins back on the table

 in tasty pies that we will gladly share

with everyone, for they will be filled with

 thanksgiving, love. friendship and appreciation,

stock ingredients of  our every day.

Blessings.

 

PL Precept # 11  Always be with God.

Q

 

 

Thursday Doors 9.29

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smell the sea

follow the crowd

to the

fresh catch

 there is no match

indulging  in the day’s catch

I totally enjoyed

the succulent lobster

stuffed into my roll

a treat, indeed.

PL Precept # 7  Everything exists in relativity

APPRECIATION -& GRATITUDE

for all that happened and went into

my being able to enjoy

such a delight.

Thursday Doors > 1952 2 door

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out of the blue, I saw the truck of my dreams

the owner graciously let me admire and take pictures

What a beauty, 

thank you Jack!!

I even got to look inside

when he opened the door for me!

Doors.. you gotta love them…

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PL Precept # I will live with a mind of appreciation towards others and things.

have a special day today

Precept 17

make it  YOUR  day.

Namaste       –       Oyashikiri

Poetry …

“Poetry is just the evidence of life. If your life is burning well, poetry is just the ash.”

Leonard Cohen

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Every lyric, every verse, comes from someone’s soul, the wordsmith paints with words, the photographer captures with his/her lens, the singer emotes with the smoldering passion within. How many times have  you cried, drowning in the words of a song that you are hearing over and over, or found yourself completely lost while dancing in someone’s arms, not necessarily because of the person dancing with you, but for the memories that the music is invoking.  Sometimes  this causes a lot of confusion.

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“I feel, therefore I am”  remember hearing that.before.  We do feel, each and every one of us has feelings, some are just better than others at either masking them, or denying them.  While others live their feelings and enjoy the moments of creation.  Expression.  The sharing of the soul.

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The road ahead lay shrouded in mist

so caught up in the landscape

I lost my way, and now wanted only to end the visit

yes, when we began there was  laughter and light

everything just seemed so totally  right

The sound of your name, set my heart aflame

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we walked, we talked, we explored

everything was new, even though we had been there before,

nothing for either of us was the same

your eyes reflected mine, and mine drowned in yours

how were we to know that it would all

come crashing to an end.

Certainly it wasn’t our intent

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yet, when the season’s changed, so did we

in our hearts we knew, the moment was gone

our song had ended, the lyrics came to an end

and once more, we stand alone

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Alone with God, we can hear our heart

and feel it beat, with its steady rhythm, it is as strong as ever,

 the shared moments of expression are still alive in our  “hearts”

but what is voiced,expressed in media, or verbalized, is

the emotions lived…. … in loving you.

pure poetry

Q

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