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Beaten down. Ouch!!! Getting up again.
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Join the fun here: http://www.showmyface.com/search/label/6WS
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Here’s my first attempt at meeting my own poetry challenge. Hopefully, before the week is up, I can come up with something a little more substantial. But, if not, at least I made sure it has meter and rhyme.
Wishin’
Just sittin’ here awishin’
That I could go fishin’;
That way I’d be missin’
Doin’ all this here work.
But iffen’ I was fishin’,
There’d be no commission;
Room and board I’d be missin’;
So this work I can’t shirk.
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Check out the post with the rules for this challenge here:
https://sandraconner.wordpress.com/2013/11/14/poet-on-the-loose-poetry-challenge/
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Thanksgiving is exactly two weeks from today. It’s always been a very important and happy time for my family, and even though we have experienced the loss of two very important loved ones this year, we will still be rejoicing in the love we share. I hope the other families in my blogging community will be enjoying this holiday as well – whether you celebrate the national Thanksgiving Day of the U. S. or the riches of harvest time in other nations. My love and prayers are with the people of the Philippines, and others who have had their lives disrupted by disaster. Part of my Thanksgiving Day will be devoted to prayers for them.
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Hey, I’m in the mood for some fun today, so I’m issuing a new poetry challenge. The picture below is of a stained glass creation by a very dear friend of mine, Dorothy Mercer, who is now 92 years old.
She has led a most interesting and happy life, traveling the world and serving her hometown community in many beneficial roles. Making stained glass ornaments was a favorite hobby of hers for many years, and she has made pounds of it for family and friends. This piece is very dear to me, and I thought to capture it in a photo the other day as it hung on my kitchen wall.
But today, because I’m in a playful mood, I’ve decided to work at creating a poem about this piece. With that decision came this thought: why not invite everyone else to come over and play as well? So I’m inviting all my readers to jump in and have some fun with me.
Here’s the challenge:
Write a rhyming, metered poem based on this stained glass ornament. It can be about the piece itself or about some idea, dream, memory, or event that it brings to your mind. You may use any meter and rhyme scheme that you wish – but – IT MUST HAVE BOTH A DEFINITE METER AND RHYME. No blank verse allowed.
Once you’ve written your poem and posted it on your blog, hop over here and leave your link in the comments section — along with any comments you want to make. I’ll share them all with Dorothy next time I get to visit her.
Feel free to download the picture and use it with your poem on your own site.
This challenge will close on November 28th.
(Now that I’ve issued this challenge, I hope I can come up with a poem. When I do, I’ll give it its own post and come back here and put the link in the comments section with the rest of them.)
I’m looking forward to some good poetry reading.
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We celebrate Veterans’ Day tomorrow. Let us never forget.
The following video has no sound, but it is the only film of the official Japanese surrender in existence. Since my dad and so many of those we loved sacrificed more than we will ever understand in the aftermath of Pearl Harbor, this moment in history means a very great deal to me.
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IN CELEBRATION OF VETERANS’ DAY IN THE U. S.
For those who lived that never-to-be-forgotten moment of learning we had won the war, and the world really did have a future —- and for those who never had to experience it but are truly thankful to the men and women who made it possible —- this video is a must. By Richard Sullivan, this video is his father’s real-life recording of VJ Day celebrations in Honolulu, minutes after the announcement that Japan had surrendered. Watch it with a box of tissues.
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If the United States would be a world leader for peace, then we must be a leader for righteousness first. So say many of our great leaders, who learned first-hand that righteousness begets peace, and peace then produces more righteousness.
But they did not discover this truth on their own. God Himself made it clear in His Word when He said, “ … He disciplines us for our good, that we may share His holiness. All discipline for the moment seems not to be joyful, … yet to those who have been trained by it, afterwards, it yields the peaceful fruit of righteousness.”
— Heb.12:10-11.
He also admonishes us with these words: “The seed whose fruit is righteousness is sown in peace by those who make peace.”
— James 3:18.
And His ultimate declaration has been proven throughout history, not only in our own nation, but in a number of others as well: “Righteousness exalts a nation.”
— Prov. 14:34.
“The Bible teaches us that there is no foundation for enduring peace on earth except in righteousness; that it is our duty to suffer for that cause if need be; that we are bound to fight for it if we have the power; and that if God gives us the victory, we must use it for the perpetuation of righteous peace.”
— Henry Van Dyke
“May it be among the dispensations of His providence to bless our beloved country with honors and with length of days. May her ways be ways of pleasantness and all her paths be peace!”
— Martin Van Buren
“The United States fully accepts the profound truth that our own progress, prosperity, and peace are interlocked with the progress, prosperity, and peace of all humanity.”
— Herbert Hoover
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Lee's Birdwatching Adventures Plus
Keep and guard me as the pupil of Your eye; hide me in the shadow of Your wings (Psalms 17:8 AMP)
His Eye Is On The Sparrow
Why should I feel discouraged, why should the shadows come,
Why should my heart be lonely, and long for heaven and home,
When Jesus is my portion? My constant friend is He:
His eye is on the sparrow, and I know He watches me;
His eye is on the sparrow, and I know He watches me.
I sing because I’m happy,
I sing because I’m free,
For His eye is on the sparrow,
And I know He watches me.
“Let not your heart be troubled,” His tender word I hear,
And resting on His goodness, I lose my doubts and fears;
Though by the path He leadeth, but one step I may see;
His eye is on the sparrow, and I know He…
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Friday Fictioneers just keeps tickling my whimsy, and I can’t seem to get a serious thought for my stories lately. Oh, well, I’m having fun, and that’s really the reason I joined this team of delightfully talented people. See below my story for links to join in the fun if you haven’t already.
This week’s photo is courtesy of Al Forbes

NOW YOU SEE IT … NOW YOU DON’T
“At the very top of the building you see what’s left of the king’s former messenger,” the guide explained. “Doomed by a curse to hang from the roof and look straight ahead forever but never see anything. Punishment for looking lustfully at the king’s daughter.”
“You mean he’s still alive?” one tourist asked.
“Indeed, but will never have a body unless the princess herself breaks the curse.”
“How?”
“She must publicly forgive him, then climb up and seal the forgiveness with a kiss.”
“And she refuses?”
“Oh, she’s willing enough, but … alas … she’s afraid of heights.”
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To join in the fun and write your own 100-word story about this picture, hop over and get all the scoop about the challenge at Rochelle’s site.
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To view other fabulous photos and join in the fun, visit the Skywatch site:
http://skyley.blogspot.com/
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