Tuesday, May 31, 2011

15 Minutes to Live

We are afraid of truth, afraid of fortune, afraid of death, and afraid of each other. Our age yields no great and perfect persons. – Ralph Waldo Emerson

You just discovered you have fifteen minutes to live.1. Set a timer for fifteen minutes.
2. Write the story that has to be written.
Wow, I would have to tell my kids and hubby I love them, and I am grateful to have them in my life. I would have to call my dad and say good by. My friends would have to get an I love you too. I would have such a hard time just finding the words to write on paper. I do not know if I could use my last 15 minute of life writing.
I would want to see the sun shining one last time. I would want a hug.  This challenge is something I have to decline in the form of written words.   Because the selfish me would want to see, touch taste feel. One more bite of chocolate. One more look into every ones eyes.
One more blog post to tell you all. I love you too. This would be my extent of writing. I need every one to know how much your kind and loving words have brought joy to my life. I think this is the most important thing in life. Share the love.
As for words of wisdom. I would let my grand kids know.
Life is full of test. Some refer to them as problems.
If you just treat each instance as a learning lesson. As in what do I do. The answer to some things is nothing. Just let it be. It will pass. Do not take any thing personal. And do not waste your life. Thinking you are a victim of any one.
This thought leads you to a life as a slave to this thought.
Then one day you wake up and find. You gave up your entire life to something that happened 40 years ago. You must learn asap.  You do not want to become the slave to your negative thoughts.
  Ps, Amy calls and tells me to write She gets every thing. :)

NOTE: This is a 30 day challenge of writing prompts.
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Monday, May 30, 2011

A new view

Give your self a new view
We all believe we own this place
but we only borrow this space
The world is not ours to control
Mother nature has taken a toll
She reminds us this place we call home
Is hers to control
The rain is seen as an on going thing
But it is natures way of cleansing
All the chemicals away
So nature can regain its health
So. give yourself permission to look at this day 
in a whole new way. 
Take time to play
The world is renewing its self
We have no choice but to go with the flow
look at this change with new eyes
What is washed way, will become new
It was not meant to make you blue

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Friday, May 27, 2011


 What words come to you from this image ?
Please visit Rebecca for more haiku my heart posts
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Thursday, May 26, 2011

Oh to John

I was not going to do the story on this man
I have spent many nights ignoring this man
He is my husbands delight
But not in my sight
I have respect for him
But how many times can you watch reruns of him ?

My husband could listen to him all day
Maybe even dream of being him all night
 Would he give me this much time of day or night
Nope :)
Not even if I road in on a horse
Or put on a fancy western dress
I could not even rope a calf
And get him to laugh
But you can say, I am his better half
I hope you do not think of this as mean
I just wish to be seen

A poem written by me for  Blue bell books
Have a wonderful day and remember to laugh and play. 

Tuesday, May 24, 2011

Magpie 67

I fuss and muss
I wear my best
Yet, no one dare, give me a stare.
Must I show my slip
Or even strip
These men
Do not even grin
Will my life always be this nice ?
Not one look, let alone twice
I'll show them, 
One day I will !
When I become the queen
They will never even be seen
Photo is The Banquet Scene with a Lute Player by Nicolas Tournier, 1625,
This is the first time I have ever written any thing this arrogant with humor before. But these are the words that spoke to me from the painting.

Monday, May 23, 2011

I do remember

 As my pencil flows on the paper
My thought also flow to days long gone
when things were much diffrent

Time just flew by
So now I sit here and sigh
Where did the time go
I may never know

As I sketch and paint
I admit the memory is faint
But I do remember
Written for 
Poetry Potluck Week 36-Sketches, Images, and Impressions

Wednesday, May 18, 2011

One day

I am going to try my hand at come creative writing, Tess Kincaid of Magpie Tails put up the back ground image of the books on Monday. I asked her permission to alter her photo.  You are to either write a poem or short vignette using the picture featured.

So Here we go.
One day I will write a book
maybe even a library full of them. 
They will feature some of my wonderful adventures. 
Some will be full of trauma and drama
Some I hope will be self help.
Some will be healing art. 
Some will be tall tales. 
Most of all They will sit on my shelf like the ones above. 
At the moment they are bigger than me.
Because they only exist in that photo
And some day my mind will tell me what to write

Because this is just a thought
That could turn into a dream. 
As they say
Any thing is possible if you believe it

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Sunday, May 15, 2011

A day of love

 Yesterday was a day like no other. Sure it was gloomy no sun to be found. Even though the sky had gray angry clouds. I was able to mark off another item from my past bucket list. I told you a few years ago, that I found Brandon. He is my foster grandson.

Well I was able to see him in person. He is now 30 miles away from me. This was quite an adventure though. I asked hubby to take me. And he agreed. This was very much a gift to me. As he and the oldest grandson sat in the parking lot. They waited for 2 hours for me to return.

I have never been on an adventure like this before. You walk in the door. You show your Id and then you are scanned head to toe. Even the bottom of your shoe.  I then pressed a button on the wall to enter a hall way. I had to show Id to another person up high behind glass. And had my hand scanned. Then push a button again. You go though a long fenced in narrow walk way. A guard was walking beside me in his own fenced in area. There were horizontal walk ways to my left filled with barb wire. It was quite allot to see. yet, I could not take in the full view.
I had to ring yet 3 more buttons and open 3 more door. My hand was again scanned and Id put in the computer.  I then was buzzed into the visiting room.
I was sent to window #?. There was only a stainless steal stool with no back to sit upon. So I sat down and waited for a long time. I looked at the glass like a mirror to see what was behind me. I was very nervous. My worry was I had no support for my back.  This could lead to me not being able to walk. But I am thankful to say. I made it through. And my only issue was my pants were a bit loose And I had to keep pulling them up as I walked my way back through the maze of doors and fence.

I left there with the amazing feeling of love. This child has been through so much in his 22 years. Yet his spirit is so beautiful. He is an amazing person. He spends his life in prayer. His hope is, that one day will be able to help youth to not have to walk in his foot steps.

30 miles = 48.28032 kilometers
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Tuesday, May 10, 2011

Nothing to say

So much to say
Yet nothing to say
This is my day
Am I confused ?
No I am amused

I digitally paint my life away
emotions explored
Yet I am ignored
What good is it to speak
It only makes me weak
No one listens
So I sit in silence
I write and create a life

I am in need
Yet fail to plant a seed
I do grow as he withers

So do I live a fairy tail life
No but I create one in my mind 
And paint it to give it life 

This is a new way of writing poetry for me. I have to say I kinda like it. I have stared at the image above and added to it for days. It speaks to me and send love. Yet I can not put what I feel from it into words. The girl is an image I created for Amelia on my other blog. And the back ground evolved more each day. 
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Sunday, May 8, 2011

Happy Mothers day

I send my best wishes to you all
May your day be filled with joy.
The photos above are my gift from my oldest daughter.
She went to St. Louis yesterday, My Mom and Dad were so happy to see them all. The photos include Rebel Our youngest Grandson. He is now 6 month old.  You can just feel the love come out of the photo of my dad. He is such a loving kind soul. My Mom even had a bit of great grandma look in the photo.  I just wish a SMILE FOR HER. May love touch her heart. And make her world blessed. 
The meaning of today is just to open your heart and love your mom, no matter what. Unconditional love. Forgive and forget the past, start a new relationship. Enjoy this day forward with a renewed spirit of love, gratitude, and Joy.
I send you all a big hug and lots of love.

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Friday, May 6, 2011

Love in the sky

 Look up to the sky
When you see a smile in the cloud
You will know it's Me

I can feel such a drain
It spreads to all though the rain
Please find your joy, Smile

 I send you my love
Threw the sky we float calmly
Dreams of peace fly bye

Put love in your heart
Share it with every one now
Soon we will all heal

As our soul sighs, awe
Love creeps in & leaves you a grin
see smile on your chin

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Sunday, May 1, 2011

Story telling

 I could sit and listen to elders all day long. They tell of there lives, they all seem to be good old time pleasures. Simple fun. Growing up on the farm. Plowing fields as children. In reality my aunt and the others kids were the horses. They really worked hard to help out there parents.
Back then it was called chores.Jeremy is very responsible for his age. But there are many kids that do not have any responsibility's these days. Are they missing out on something special?

Times seem to change. And I wonder what story's I will tell if I make it to be an elder.
Will kids even want to listen to an old lady in the future ?
I can tell from Jeremy my oldest grand son, he likes some things. When they are fun. But when it comes to learning more, you have to be sneaky. Because he is already smart. I taught him at age 3 to use the computer. There were amazing software products to keep his interest. And assist in abc, 123, reading etc.  But at age 11 you need to be a bit more creative. He tends to be creative, and still loves the computer.  So my point is the student will soon be smarter than the teacher. HEHEHE.
So, will he get board with Grammy ?

I really never gave much thought to being a story teller till now. It seems the story should include a lesson. And be on a good note.  And also heartfelt is good too. I think this is what attracts me to elders. I can see there life as being the good life. Simple times, full of love and kindness.

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