ladysighs

poetry, thoughts, quotations

Blue – Sweat

bluesweat

Sweat is streaming down my face
So hot I think I’m dying
Blends in with the salty tears
I am now a crying

Getting rid of blues and blahs
Is what I am a trying
If I say the deed is done
I am now a lying

Forty Shades of Blue ~ Poem #32

Only 8 more blue poems left.  :)

GOOD NEWS!

Two days ago I asked for help to rid my email inbox of notification when a blogger likes one of my comments.   I thank all of you who gave suggestions and tried to lead me to the right place to click.  I searched and searched in the Dashboard and of course was looking in the wrong place.  Finally  brushespapers   was able to get through to me and I now hopefully will not be receiving those emails.  :)

A big big thank you to her.   She has a beautiful blog.  Hope you will visit her.

I know others have had this problem too.  So here are her directions:

On your dashboard, top right corner, you should see your own icon, click that will bring you to my account setting page. Under notification uncheck the email thingy. Good luck. This should work.

 PS  You can give me as many likes as you want for liking my return comments.

The Happy Wanderer

happywanderer

Something a little different for my Pixel Prose Challenge entry.

Gallivanta has a beautiful blog at silkannthreades . I commented that she wanders all over the place and that we are always wondering where she will wander next. She replied that this made her wonder if I knew the song The Happy Wanderer.  And just by chance I did.   ;-)  I hope you will visit her blog.

The Happy Wander  was not written in the early 1900’s so I made my own sheet music cover.

I also have made up some new words for the song which tells about the fun we have here in WordPress.

I love to go a wandering
To the blogs of my friends
And as I go I’m wondering
What each of them intends

W O – R D  W O R D PRESS
W O – R D  PRESS

I love to read what they write
Leave a comment for them to see
They send a smiley face right back
That makes me hap happy

W O – R D  W O R D PRESS
W O – R D  PRESS

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Blue – Sobs

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Silent Sobs Secret Sobs
Do not make a sound
Silent Sobs Secret Sobs
When others are around

Silent Sobs Secret Sobs
No tears to be found
Silent Sobs Secret Sobs
In my heart they abound

Forty Shades of Blue ~ Poem #31

Only 9 more blue poems left.  :)

 

HELP NEEDED!

Whenever someone likes a comment I have made, I receive an email.  I do like those likes     :-)    but I can’t find a way to turn off the receiving of them into my email.  I have searched and I have nothing checked to receive an email.  Does anyone else have this happening?

WordPress Memories

Forty Shades of Blue Poems

INTERMISSION

Although I stopped blogging and did not even enter WordPress for months, I still thought about friends here.  I wasn’t able to make up any poems but found myself still making up songs about blogging.    I must have tried to record this one more than ten times.  Each time I would find myself with tears before finishing.   Tears never hurt and can be helpful.

memorycat

Midnight no poems in my Dashboard
Rhymes lost in my memory I’m smiling alone

In my desk light the words collect in my mind
But all thoughts away have blown

Memory all alone in my Dashboard
I smile at friends’ blogs oh how they thrive

I remember the likes and comments we gave
Let the memories stay alive

WordPress tears falling from my eyes
I must not think of writing there are no more rhymes

When the morrow comes keep me in your memory
Don’t forget the good times

 

Blue – Snap

bluesnapSnap Out of It

Complaining
is one of the games you play

Snap Out of It

Tired of hearing
your lamenting everyday

Snap Out of It

Bellyaching
is one of your little tricks

Snap Out of It

Tired of listening
to all of your nitpicks

Snap Out of It

Quit moaning
and kicking up such a fuss

Snap Out of It

Your grousing
is boring all of us

Forty Shades of Blue ~ Poem #30

Blue – Sleep

bluesleep

Late at night in my bed
I only toss and turn
Late at night tears I shed
For sweet sleep I so yearn

Late at night in my bed
I feel the tears they burn
Late at night no sleep ahead
Worry in me does churn

Forty Shades of Blue ~ Poem #29

I forgot to turn off the comments for the last blue poem and a friend wrote to quit doing that.  So they are back on.  Doesn’t mean you have to comment but may if you wish.

Ah Sweet Mystery of Life

ahsweetmysteryoflife1

My theme for the Pixel Prose Challenge is to post sheet music from the early 1900’s, write something about it and post a recording I made of the song.

 

mysteryteacup

In a teacup dictionary poem the dictionary word is the title. Each following line must define the word, but drops one syllable per line, starting with the first line descending until there is a one syllable word that defines the dictionary word.
The next line, must have the same number of syllables as the dictionary word and makes an observation about the dictionary word or the preceding lines. The poem is usually centered on the page.

Sheet music courtesy of the Lester S. Levy Collection of Sheet Music

 

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Blue – Sign

bluesign

Can’t you read my sign
Can’t you read my clues
Can’t you see I’m telling you
That I’ve got the blues

Can’t you see my flag
Can’t you hear my bell
Can’t you see I’m telling you
I’ve got the blahs as well

 

Forty Shades of Blue ~ Poem #28

I’m closing the comments on the rest of the Forty Shades of Blue.  They are just poems to be lightly read.

Blue – Shoe

shoe

Tired out tattered out
worn-out too
Wiped out wrung out
drained through and through

Pegged out pooped out
full of mildew
Tossed out thrown out
like an old shoe

Forty Shades of Blue ~ Poem #27

I’m closing the comments on the rest of the Forty Shades of Blue.  They are just poems to be lightly read.

Blue – Self

blueselfJust try to be yourself
You hear them always say
How can that be possible
I’m someone new everyday

Sometimes I’m prim and proper
Exacting and so neat
Then I get this urge
To walk naked down the street

I speak the Queen’s English
Every noun and verb in place
But I swear like a trooper
None would call me straight-laced

I say my prayers each Sunday
Help out with scout camp
But come Friday evening
I’m a sexy sultry vamp

If I try to be myself
I run into a glitch
With so many personalities
Who to be when and which

Forty Shades of Blue ~ Poem #26

I’m closing the comments on the rest of the Forty Shades of Blue.  They are just poems to be lightly read.

Waiting for the Robert E. Lee

waitingfortherobertelee1

My theme for the Pixel Prose Challenge is to post a picture of sheet music from the early 1900’s, write something about it and include a recording I made of the song.

What do you do while waiting
What do you do with your time
What do I do while waiting
I think up a little rhyme

What do you do while waiting
Do you sit and just be polite
What do I do while waiting
I think up a poem to write

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Blue – Question

bluequestion

Why are you blue they ask
I say I do not know
Why do you wear that mask
I only know it’s so

Rid yourself of blahs they say
Oh how I try and try
Rid yourself of blahs today
Not easy to apply

Forty Shades of Blue ~ Poem #25

I’m closing the comments on the rest of the Forty Shades of Blue.  They are just poems to be lightly read.

 

Blue – Prayer

blueprayer

Now I lay me down to sleep
Pray the lord I will not weep
Just want a bit of rest
And my tears to be suppressed

Covers now are in a heap
Salty drops they start to seep
It is just as I guessed
There’s no god for my request

 Forty Shades of Blue ~ Poem #24

I’m closing the comments on the rest of the Forty Shades of Blue.  They are just poems to be lightly read.

 

Blue – Place

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I awake with so much pain
       Body aches I can't explain
             I need the crying place

 I hurt so much in every cell
       To another I cannot tell
             I need the crying place

 Thoughts brim with so much grief
       All I want is some relief
             I need the crying place

 I cannot speak it is a shame
       Though I know I'm not to blame
             I need the crying place

 Morning comes though I feel ill
       Soon I'll be up my hill
             To the crying place


 Forty Shades of Blue ~ Poem #23

I’m closing the comments on the rest of the Forty Shades of Blue.  They are just poems to be lightly read.

Blue – Pits

b  l  u  e          p  i   t   s

When will this anguish leave me
When will it ever end
The more I try to shake it off
The deeper I descend

These pits of desolation
You may think they’re pretend
But spending just one night with them
I do not recommend

 Forty Shades of Blue ~ Poem #22

I’m closing the comments on the rest of the Forty Shades of Blue.  They are just poems to be lightly read.

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