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Monthly Archives: December 2012

also shared with Poetry Pantry – #130

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We had a one two punch
with snow.

This is after the first winter storm,
Euclid

…the small break before Freyr
… just time to shovel
before the paths and
roadways
were filled again…
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Euclid arrived
with the full of the
Winter Cold Moon.
Cold, wind, blowing snow,
sculptured beauty,
left the power on.
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Running in the Winter
Wonderland of Maine
after a storm such as this,
… they run
because they must ? …
must be a soul full
and peaceful time
before the snow plows
and snow blowers,
rev their motors
breaking the silence.

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Freyr was the name,
bitter cold, winds,
a foot of snow was it’s game.

Another gem of beauty
after the storm,
Euclid,☺

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Sunday Trees – 59 . by becca givens

Poetry Pantry – #130

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Great Wall of China

Part of ancient Great Wall of China, one ancient road for spice trade

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Inspiration Haiku

furumichito kikeba yukashiki yukino shita


“An ancient road,” they say
How charming
Though beneath this snow

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Inspired haiku

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take ancient spice road
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trade with silent barter now
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meet at the Kasbah

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mums hang heads in shame
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slightest sign of frosty cold
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shrivel like dried plums

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. Bird bath stand in garden…second storm on it’s way … a tad deep for crocus soon.

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Dreaming of crocus

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purple blooms poking thru snow
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Soon.  I don’t  think so !
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Snow up to our knees
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Spring just around the corner
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Keep creepers handy

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Rest:
every parents dream
as soon as the first
baby arrives.
There never seems
to be enough time
in a day
to work in sleep,
naps...
for child and mom !
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Starting when
my children were young,
on Christmas morning
before 7 am,
gifts were open,
bickering began.
Nap time I thought.
Rest time for ME.
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“He looked at me”
“No I didn’t”.
“He has my stocking”
“This is MINE”
Nothing major, but
tired me to the bone.
“Rest. I need REST”
my body and mind
hollered … silently,
and I continues on…
so much to do,
so little
time.

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As they got older,
I worked on Christmas…
you can’t send patients,
all of them, home for
Christmas.
Nurses must work holidays.
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At a “retirement home”,
long term care,
what ever you know them by,
it is the busiest day of the year,
it seemed  to me.
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Some visitors,
but most came the days
before the holiday.
Some had surprise visitors,
that was fun.
Some looked for visitors
that never came.
That was hard.
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Sharpie markers
were needed

to mark the presents
before all the presents
ended
up in a pile…
or some “traded”.

“To Mom,” “To Dad”
without a clue as
from whom the package
came … just a nick name
on the “from” line
or no name at all !

were puzzles to solve,
sometimes not til
spring or summer.
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Presents “appeared”
for those
who didn’t
have family
as staff and volunteers
worked hard to be sure
everyone had presents
to open
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(even those who said they
didn’t want any presents,
after we learned the hard
way that they really wanted
presents.)
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It started sounding like home.
“He has my stocking,
“No I don’t.
This is MINE.
“She looked at my gifts.
“So what”
might be the reply.
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By nap time, after lunch,
at home or at work.
it was on to
“What’s for supper.”
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By the end of the shift,
I‘d be tired to the core
of my body and mind.
Young or old,
life stays the same.
Early to rise,
early to bicker Smiling face (black and white)
Busy morning,
Naps all around !
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Rest is good for the spirit.

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My Memory Art

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Pig in the Sky  (almost to the ceiling)  surveying the crowd at a
music event with  the 
Blue Sevilles  
at Maine-ly Meat BBQ.
The pigs name is “Hammy.”


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Don’t you just L♥VE  Hammy’s  Santa’s  outfit ?

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It looks like Hammy is going to jump over the giant red ball ornament in front of him ☺

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If a cow can jump  over the moon, he surely can make this leap of faith !

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The Blue Sevilles…I guess I could call this photoblack  and white and  red all over “!

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The room was draped in red across the ceiling, red walls,
white  lights around the windows,
the band in black,

with colorful
Holiday decorations everywhere in the room.
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No wonder Hammy is smiling down
on his “groupies” and the music.


Ruby Tuesday 2

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