ladysighs

poetry, thoughts, quotations

Blessed

blessed

I have been so very blessed
You chose me to be your bride
I stood lovingly at your side
Our marriage vows we professed

Soon we built a family nest
The children were our pride
I have been so very blessed
You chose me to be your bride

Now you sleep the final rest
But to you I’m forever tied
Many tears I’ve shed and cried
Remembering how we first caressed
I have been so very blessed

Rondel Poetry Style

Six Word Saturday Both Sides

6ws-participating-in-bannerLOOKING AT BLOGGING FROM BOTH SIDES

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WordPress bloggers everywhere
Writing castles in the air
Dreams of fame that we share
I’ve looked at blogging that way
Now I see it coming true
Because of comments I get from you
So many things I want to say
And songs I want to play

I’ve looked at blogging from both sides now
From read and write I love it and how
Writing’s an illusion I’ll recall
I really don’t know writing at all

Likes and comments oh how real
The happy way they make me feel
New followers what a thrill
I’ve looked at blogging that way
And so I thank you my friends
I hope our blogging never ends
But when we go our separate ways
Remember WordPress days

We’ve looked at blogging from both sides now
From read and write we love it and how
Writing’s an illusion we’ll recall
We really don’t know writing at all

Quotation Experience

We learn from experience that men never learn anything from experience.
George Bernard Shaw

I sat down and began to think
What I had learned from life
The slips and trips that I made
Surely had brought me strife

I never learned with accuracy
How to play this worldly game
But if I had to live it again
I’d do it just the same

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Word Art made with GIMP

The Door Was Locked

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I heard the voices through the din
But I was out the noise was in
They laughed and talked
The door was locked

I wanted to join in the fun
Hungered for friends for I had none
I knocked and knocked
The door was locked

Then whispered words I overheard
Alarm and fear in me now stirred
Came schemes that shocked
The door was locked

No longer did I linger near
They were not friends this was now clear
Away I walked
The door was locked

Quotation Dancing

Dancing: The vertical expression of a horizontal desire legalized by music.
George Bernard Shaw

Yesterday’s dancing cheek to cheek
Your hand around my waist
Swaying gently to a tune
I loved how we embraced

dance
dance

Today’s dancing touch me not
Each to his own taste
Romantic thoughts yet to come
They simply are a waste

Word Art made with GIMP

Blog Garden ~ Daffodil

daffodila

You bask in lovely sunshine
Yellow flushed like that star
Warming yourself lazily
How tantalizing you are

Always facing upward
Smiling delightfully
Flourishing and flaunting
Have you no modesty

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 Graphic made with Inkscape

Daffodils by William Wordsworth

I wandered lonely as a cloud
That floats on high o’er vales and hills,
When all at once I saw a crowd
A host, of golden daffodils
Beside the lake, beneath the trees
Fluttering and dancing in the breeze

Continuous as the stars that shine
And twinkle on the milky way
They stretched in never-ending line
Along the margin of a bay
Ten thousand saw I at a glance,
Tossing their heads in sprightly dance

The waves beside them danced; but they
Out-did the sparkling waves in glee:
A poet could not but be gay,
In such a jocund company:
I gazed–and gazed–but little thought
What wealth the show to me had brought:

For oft, when on my couch I lie
In vacant or in pensive mood,
They flash upon that inward eye
Which is the bliss of solitude;
And then my heart with pleasure fills,
And dances with the daffodils.

 

Quotation Patience

patience

I’m extraordinarily patient provided I get my own way in the end.
Margaret Thatcher

They say patience is a virtue
Waiting to act a fine quality
And keeping one’s shirt on
Shows respectability

They say don’t count your chickens
Only hope that they will hatch
And look to see what’s in the cards
Before you make a match

Never ever jump the gun
Assume nothing or prophesize
Rushing forth to cross that bridge
Would prove most unwise

Word Art made with Inkscape

On a Blog Far Away

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On a blog far away wrote an old Naked Ape
Christians from him can’t escape
And I love that old ape he’s the dearest and best
Although he’s a bit under dressed

So I’ll cherish that old Naked Ape
What he says I love to hear
If he finally gets Christians in shape
I’ll invite him someday for a beer

That old Naked Ape is despised it is true
Because he likes to argue
Says the dear lamb of god is just a big fraud
I love his words don’t you

So I’ll cherish that old Naked Ape
What he says I love to read
When he finally gets Christians in shape
I’ll invite him someday to smoke weed

Whatever your faith he’ll take you on
He’ll win a conclusion foregone
Your blood he may draw if it’s the last straw
That’s why they call him Big John

So I’ll cherish that old Naked Ape
I love what he says it’s so true
He’d better get Christians in shape
‘Cause doing it is long overdue

Walk on Mars

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On Mars we’d landed safe and sound
Soon started our first look around

We hiked all night now it was morn
Our feet were sore our shoes were worn

With care we walked across red dirt
Though very tired we stayed alert

O’er one more hill in bright sunlight
We saw a most unusual sight

I wonder if restlessjo would like to walk with me here.

Information about the picture found in wikimedia.

Old

old

Life
Endures
Lingers on
Reasoning gone
Just some time ago
Was a mind of quickness
Today one would never know
Now occupied with nothingness
Memory missing thoughts unrevealed
Freed from life’s burdens ideas ever sealed

One never knows what the mind is thinking
What thoughts reside behind the blinking
Return the days restore the years
Happy times without the tears
Brush away the sorrow
Refresh and renew
Release the bane
Rid the pain
Restore
Life

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Can you tell I’m getting a wee bit tired?   I saw this picture and liked the old house and thought how beautiful it must have been at one time.  Full of life.  Full of activity.   I should have never looked in the mirror.  I don’t know anyone with Alzheimer’s, but think how painfully sad it must be for all.   I do know I am happy I found blogging and am able to keep my mind busy with new poems and posts.

Etheree Poetry

picture from morguefile

 

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Blog Garden ~ Rose

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A rose is a symbol of beauty
A sign of passion and romance
Flirtation fling or affair of the heart
Could be in the future perchance

A gift of one from a lover
Could be quite a treasure
But a crystal vase with a dozen or more
Would surely bring more pleasure

ladysighs

Rose made with GIMP

The Rose by Christina Rossetti

The lily has a smooth stalk,
Will never hurt your hand;
But the rose upon her brier
Is lady of the land.

There’s sweetness in an apple tree,
And profit in the corn;
But lady of all beauty
Is a rose upon a thorn.

When with moss and honey
She tips her bending brier,
And half unfolds her glowing heart,
She sets the world on fire.

Quotation Life

life

A man who dares to waste one hour of time has not discovered the value of life.
Charles Darwin

I’ve put my life on hold
And if I may be so bold
I’ll try to explain the cause
For the halt and the pause

To proceed through this life
With its chaos and strife
Reaps discord and dissension
Who needs the strain and tension
Oh such time I’ve wasted
The bitter fruits I’ve tasted
With idiots surrounded
I’m simply dumbfounded

Overwhelmed and aghast
I need to put it in the past
Seeking a little downtime
Is not committing high crime

Ceased and desisted long enough
Must get back to my stuff
Enjoyed a little breathing space
Now returning to the rat race

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Word Art made in Inkscape

Blog Garden ~ Tulip

tulip-plain

Red tulips awaken
Our ever perfect love
Kisses from your lips
I never get enough of

Blue notes the coziness
Together that we share
The comfort that you give me
Nothing else can compare

Orange revives the glow
You brought into my life
When you proposed
To me to be your wife

Pink affirms serenity
Days of ease and content
Harmony and pleasure
Peace and fulfillment

ladysighs

graphic edited in Inkscape

A Tulip Garden by Amy Lowell

Guarded within the old red wall’s embrace,
Marshalled like soldiers in gay company,
The tulips stand arrayed. Here infantry
Wheels out into the sunlight. What bold grace
Sets off their tunics, white with crimson lace!
Here are platoons of gold-frocked cavalry,
With scarlet sabres tossing in the eye
Of purple batteries, every gun in place.
Forward they come, with flaunting colours spread,
With torches burning, stepping out in time
To some quick, unheard march. Our ears are dead,
We cannot catch the tune. In pantomime
Parades that army. With our utmost powers
We hear the wind stream through a bed of flowers.

Quotation Lies

lies

A lie can travel half way around the world while the truth is putting on its shoes. Mark Twain

I told a little lie
It was just a little fib
But it got a little bigger
When I started to ad lib

It grew each time I told it
‘Cause I added something new
Everyone believed it
And soon I did too

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Word Art made with Inkscape

Spring Fever

I enjoy seeing the beautiful flowers and other signs of spring that have been posted.  I am more than ready for spring.  Some bloggers are getting ready for fall, but if you are in love

It Might As Well Be Spring

I’m as restless as a willow in a windstorm
I’m as jumpy as a puppet on a string

s

I’d say that I had Spring Fever
But I know it isn’t Spring

p

I am starry-eyed and vaguely discontented
Like a nightingale without a song to sing

r

Oh why should I have Spring Fever
When it isn’t even Spring

i

I keep wishing I were somewhere else
Walking down a strange new street

n

Hearing words that I have never heard
From a guy I’ve yet to meet

g

I’m as busy as a spider spinning daydreams
I’m as giddy as a baby on a swing

f

I haven’t seen a crocus or a rosebud
Or a robin on the wing

e

But I feel so gay in a melancholy way

v

That it might as well be Spring

e

It might as well be Spring

r

me

I posted this two years ago, but can anyone find fault for posting it again?

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