Monday, July 10, 2017

short story slam week 71


story of the week 71, july 6 to july 23, 2017 

  Eva Ekeblad’s 293rd birthday

 

London Bridge is falling down,
Falling down, falling down.
London Bridge is falling down,
My fair lady.[1]
In the version quoted by Iona and Peter Opie in 1951 the full lyrics were:
London Bridge is broken down,
Broken down, broken down.
London Bridge is broken down,
My fair lady.

Build it up with wood and clay,
Wood and clay, wood and clay,
Build it up with wood and clay,
My fair lady.

Wood and clay will wash away,
Wash away, wash away,
Wood and clay will wash away,
My fair lady.

Build it up with bricks and mortar,
Bricks and mortar, bricks and mortar,
Build it up with bricks and mortar,
My fair lady.

Bricks and mortar will not stay,
Will not stay, will not stay,
Bricks and mortar will not stay,
My fair lady.

Build it up with iron and steel,
Iron and steel, iron and steel,
Build it up with iron and steel,
My fair lady.

Iron and steel will bend and bow,
Bend and bow, bend and bow,
Iron and steel will bend and bow,
My fair lady.

Build it up with silver and gold,
Silver and gold, silver and gold,
Build it up with silver and gold,
My fair lady.

Silver and gold will be stolen away,
Stolen away, stolen away,
Silver and gold will be stolen away,
My fair lady.

Set a man to watch all night,
Watch all night, watch all night,
Set a man to watch all night,
My fair lady.

Suppose the man should fall asleep,
Fall asleep, fall asleep,
Suppose the man should fall asleep?
My fair lady.

Give him a pipe to smoke all night,
Smoke all night, smoke all night,
Give him a pipe to smoke all night,
My fair lady.[2]

Monday, June 12, 2017

short story slam week 70,

short story slam week 70, Football players and fathers day cheers 

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  Image result for california flowers  California state flower,  Fried Eggplants

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Map of california flowers 

 
 
In these woods
where I am small, I watch breath rise and fall
in these pines of a hundred years or more
from pine cones, skyward moving slow.
I watch rain running down craggy bark,
soaking softly the moss and flowers below.

In the summer sun of heat, I lose myself complete
in the fragrant warmth of pinewood air.
The moss - yellow, green
in waves, it hangs wispy from the trees

Here where evening brings the birds and breezes quivering,
the wind shakes the forest trees, deep and echoing
the ravens woods speak to thee.


 

Tuesday, May 9, 2017

world peace year 6, poetry picnic week 45



 daily
we think of our life
how it should be
and try to be happy
but there is always distraction
that evokes dissatisfaction
we vote for love and peace
amnd work hard
to have road bloack removed
yet more or less
we travel into space
that is filled with poetics
where i truly feel
and sense security

poetry is our extreme joyce

Breathe

© Jennifer l. Barefield
Published on February 2006
I think, I breathe, I pray.
Day by day.
Thoughts of life, love, death.
Each day passes, thinking of family and
Friends.
Breathing in life, praying for time.
Let there be time for me. Time for
Family, children and grandchildren.
Loving, laughing, sharing, caring.
Time to experience all that life gives.
When God is ready for me, let me be old
And full of memories.
Let my family be full of me.


Source: https://www.familyfriendpoems.com/poem/prayer-for-a-full-rich-life-with-family

reathe

© Jennifer l. Barefield
Published on February 2006
I think, I breathe, I pray.
Day by day.
Thoughts of life, love, death.
Each day passes, thinking of family and
Friends.
Breathing in life, praying for time.
Let there be time for me. Time for
Family, children and grandchildren.
Loving, laughing, sharing, caring.
Time to experience all that life gives.
When God is ready for me, let me be old
And full of memories.
Let my family be full of me.


Source: https://www.familyfriendpoems.com/poem/prayer-for-a-full-rich-life-with-family

Breathe

© Jennifer l. Barefield
Published on February 2006
I think, I breathe, I pray.
Day by day.
Thoughts of life, love, death.
Each day passes, thinking of family and
Friends.
Breathing in life, praying for time.
Let there be time for me. Time for
Family, children and grandchildren.
Loving, laughing, sharing, caring.
Time to experience all that life gives.
When God is ready for me, let me be old
And full of memories.
Let my family be full of me.


Source: https://www.familyfriendpoems.com/poem/prayer-for-a-full-rich-life-with-family

short story slam week 67, pure innocence, and fresh flowers

short story slam week 67, snowpea flowers, snowpea fruits, and green plants and lovely positivity could serve better purpose in all of us

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Arfidrian,  daisy flowers


Courier inside Logan county
Hubert Geese Ausbie is framed in
Makaya Coker wins Rotary Club student of the week
Cowley college freshman


Cory and Colby Coker are profound parents,
Cashion high school 2017 snapshots
way to go, Madeline Rippy, Kelsie Hedges,
what fun to sense the pride in Brenna Jenkins, and Peyton Wilson

Louisiana Natchex boating,
Whiteney brand sits next to  Cafe Du Monde,
Crabberry and Disney toys,
Barbabie dolls and panda express

voice of John Bel Edwards and Billy Nungesser is strong,
Merril Lynch, Lin Qingxia, Jackie Chan, and Randy Cowell,
comments by corey Taylor, Julie Cohen, Sasha Obama, and John Clinton
come back to hunt Chuck Reed, and Thomas Shannon


Friday, April 7, 2017

poets rally week 84, and other prompts

Monday Mellow Yellows
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Blooms [Friday My Town Shoot Out] 




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Wordle 293  


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Thursday Poets Rally Week 84 speical, 30 poems in 30 days April nutrition/Wellness/freedom/openheart/illistration March (read, post, share and laugh)

yellow jackets budding thick
peony and lily paise paisley and juhua blooms
winning no shame
and no primal kiss of the sun-moon lake
dragonfly and firefly gather their tiny bills
following the light
doing data base worldwide
near the beautiful Japanses garden
Olives and Cucumbers grow
peach blooms and cherry tree branches long for their admirable visitors
wooing their petals on wet floors
doing forgiveness prayers
we reach the earth
and mine the shamewell
we wash our body
and brush our teeth,
eyes closed
flying skybound
words typed
landing on moon