"A house divided against itself cannot stand." -Abraham Lincoln
Thursday, July 14, 2011
Monday, July 11, 2011
Monday's Poems
I Like to See it Lap the Miles
By: Emily Dickinson
I like to see it lap the miles,
And lick the valleys up,
And stop to feed itself at tanks;
And then, prodigious, step
Around a pile of mountains,
And, supercilious, peer
In shanties by the sides of roads;
And then a quarry pare
To fit its sides, and crawl between,
Complaining all the while
In horrid, hooting stanza;
Then chase itself down hill
And neigh like Boanerges;
Then, punctual as a star,
Stop--docile and omnipotent--
At its own stable door.
By: Emily Dickinson
I like to see it lap the miles,
And lick the valleys up,
And stop to feed itself at tanks;
And then, prodigious, step
Around a pile of mountains,
And, supercilious, peer
In shanties by the sides of roads;
And then a quarry pare
To fit its sides, and crawl between,
Complaining all the while
In horrid, hooting stanza;
Then chase itself down hill
And neigh like Boanerges;
Then, punctual as a star,
Stop--docile and omnipotent--
At its own stable door.
Thursday, July 7, 2011
Monday, July 4, 2011
Monday's Poems
The Cow
By: Robert Louis Steveson
The friendly cow all red and white
I love with all my heart:
She gives me cream with all her might,
To eat with apple-tart
She wanders lowing here and there,
And yet she cannot stray,
All in the pleasant open air,
The pleasant light of day;
And blown by all the winds that pass
And wet with all the showers,
She walks among the meadow grass
And eats the meadow flowers.
Today is one of my favorite holidays. I found it more enjoyable once my son saw the fireworks for the first time. Kids always make things better. =) Happy 4th of July!
By: Robert Louis Steveson
The friendly cow all red and white
I love with all my heart:
She gives me cream with all her might,
To eat with apple-tart
She wanders lowing here and there,
And yet she cannot stray,
All in the pleasant open air,
The pleasant light of day;
And blown by all the winds that pass
And wet with all the showers,
She walks among the meadow grass
And eats the meadow flowers.
Today is one of my favorite holidays. I found it more enjoyable once my son saw the fireworks for the first time. Kids always make things better. =) Happy 4th of July!
Thursday, June 30, 2011
Thursday's Quotes
"Be sure you put your feet in the right place, then stand firm." - Abraham Lincoln
Monday, June 27, 2011
Monday's Poems
Feeding Time
By: Shel Silverstein
Oh alligator, palligator, get up out of bed.
It's breakfast time and I can't find
Our keeper Mister Fred.
He smokes a pipe and wears a little
Derby on his head,
And he was' sposed to meet me here
To help to get you fed.
By: Shel Silverstein
Oh alligator, palligator, get up out of bed.
It's breakfast time and I can't find
Our keeper Mister Fred.
He smokes a pipe and wears a little
Derby on his head,
And he was' sposed to meet me here
To help to get you fed.
Thursday, June 23, 2011
Thursday's Quotes
"Anger is an acid that can do more harm to the vessel in which it is stored than to anything on which it is poured." -Mark Twain
Monday, June 20, 2011
Monday's Poems
Obedient
By: Shel Silverstein
Teacher said, "You don't obey.
You fidget and twidget
And won't sit down.
So go stand in the corner now
'Til I say you can turn around."
So there I stood 'til it got dark
Without a whimper or a tear,
'Til everybody else went home.
I guess that she forgot me here.
And that was Friday, so I stayed
All through the weekend--bein' good,
And Monday was the first day of
Summer vacation, so I stood
Through hot July and sticky August,
Tryin' to obey her rule.
Stood right there until September,
When--yikes--they closed down the school!
Boarded up the doors and windows,
Moved to a new one way' cross town.
So here I've stood for forty years
In dark and dust and creaky sounds,
Waiting for her to say, "Turn around."
This might not be just what she meant,
But me--I'm so obedient.
What do you think about this? =)
By: Shel Silverstein
Teacher said, "You don't obey.
You fidget and twidget
And won't sit down.
So go stand in the corner now
'Til I say you can turn around."
So there I stood 'til it got dark
Without a whimper or a tear,
'Til everybody else went home.
I guess that she forgot me here.
And that was Friday, so I stayed
All through the weekend--bein' good,
And Monday was the first day of
Summer vacation, so I stood
Through hot July and sticky August,
Tryin' to obey her rule.
Stood right there until September,
When--yikes--they closed down the school!
Boarded up the doors and windows,
Moved to a new one way' cross town.
So here I've stood for forty years
In dark and dust and creaky sounds,
Waiting for her to say, "Turn around."
This might not be just what she meant,
But me--I'm so obedient.
What do you think about this? =)
Thursday, June 16, 2011
Monday, June 13, 2011
Monday's Poems
Mirror, Mirror
By: Shel Silverstein
Queen: Mirror, Mirror on the wall,
Who is the fairest of them all?
Mirror: Snow White, Snow White, Snow White--
I've told you a million times tonight.
Queen: Mirror, Mirror on the wall,
What would happen if I let you fall?
You'd shatter to bits with a clang and a crash,
Your glass would be splintered--swept out with the trash,
Your frame would be bent, lying here on the floor--
Mirror: Hey...go ahead, ask me just once more.
Queen: Mirror, mirror on the wall,
Who is the fairest of them all?
Mirror: You--you--It's true,
The fairest of all is you--you--you.
(Whew!)
By: Shel Silverstein
Queen: Mirror, Mirror on the wall,
Who is the fairest of them all?
Mirror: Snow White, Snow White, Snow White--
I've told you a million times tonight.
Queen: Mirror, Mirror on the wall,
What would happen if I let you fall?
You'd shatter to bits with a clang and a crash,
Your glass would be splintered--swept out with the trash,
Your frame would be bent, lying here on the floor--
Mirror: Hey...go ahead, ask me just once more.
Queen: Mirror, mirror on the wall,
Who is the fairest of them all?
Mirror: You--you--It's true,
The fairest of all is you--you--you.
(Whew!)
Thursday, June 9, 2011
Thursday's Quotes
"As a child my family's menu consisted of two choices: take it or leave it." -Buddy Hackett
Monday, June 6, 2011
It's all fun & Games Blogfest & Monday's Poems
3 of my favorite games.
Sorry for the mishap I'm not sure what happened.
If I'm playing a game solo my favorite game is Mahjong! Puzzle games are just to hard to resist.
Multiple player game would be pool, bowling. It's hard to really choose only 3 games.
Any word games or a charade game. I'm a bit competitive but a good sport if I lose.
thanks for playing!!!!
Spoiled Brat
By: Shel Silverstein
The spoiled brat cut a hole in her hat,
The spoiled brat put a coat on the cat,
The spoiled brat got into a spat
'Bout whether a rodent's a mouse or a rat.
The spoiled brat broke a bike with her bat,
The spoiled brat told the policeman to scat,
The spoiled brat said her sister was fat,
And sat on her birthday cake 'til it was flat.
The spoiled brat, she cussed and she spat,
The spoiled brat pulled the wings off a gnat,
The spoiled brat fell into a vat,
Got cooked up for dinner and that was that.
But in spite of the pepper,
The salt and the sage,
The onions and garlic and oil,
Nobody would touch
A bite of that brat
Because she was so spoiled.
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