Visual Artist Aileen Fisher wrote a book/ "Inside a Little House"/ when I was four I opened its door and read it inside out/ The little poems formed the walls/ A warm place I could hide/ the rhymes though simple spoke to me/ and rocked me safe inside./I lost it in the years that passed/ though memory saved each page/ and sweeter they have come to seem at 50 years of age/last Christmas a most treasured gift appeared beneath my tree/ My daughter found this treasured book/ and gave it back to me
If I could come back to life as an animal, I would be a
If I could come back to life as a plant, I would be a
If I could have lunch with any historical or current person, it would be
I could best describe my personality as
Creative and content
Favorite Music Genre
Favorite Movie Genre
Favorite Book Genre
To Kill a Mockingbird, I Remember Mama, Bringing Up Baby, Rear Window
My two top VIA Character strengths are
Favorite Charity Link
|Board Name||Title||MYKU||Date Written|
|why don't you write me I'm out in the jungle||RE: Where have all the poet's gone?||did IT reformat some solution
or was it new year resolution
to write no more - to right no more
or IP addresses dissolution?
|why don't you write me I'm out in the jungle||Where have all the poet's gone?||Technology has been reset
and with it poets disappeared
Are they adrift in cyber fog?
some favorite writers are not here!
|Thread of time||the mask||I wear a mask out in the world
It fits me firm and square
It hides the scars the tears the pain
I do not choose to share
|Thread of time||RE: RE: RE: temporal stuff||What is woven here
in words of hopes and dreams?
Devoid of faces, arms that hug
impersonal it seems.
|Thread of time||stiches||Simple thread smoothed straight
at times annoyingly knotted
intentions run the same it seems
I seldom do the things I thought of
|Thread of time||RE: RE: temporal stuff||interwoven this thread of mine
with colors bright and sad and fine
stitched up with good intention, sewn
and every hope I've ever known
|Cats||RE: The Orange Cat||It is your purring
to gain my undivided
|Board Name||By||Title||MYKU||Date Added|
|Autumn Leaves||fwtho2||RE: RE: RE: Autumn Leaves||Madly dancing in the wind,
now together, now apart,
tango on the blacktop,
autumn's frenzied art.
|Life's A Beach||Zola||Small Wonders|| A bubble bath,
music and candle,
are three things
I can handle.
|Farouk||afkaik1||RE: Welcome!||A Poem is a yawning of the heart||4/3/2010|
|waitnow||fwtho2||RE: Sputnik Stew||A gourmet in my garden
selecting with elan,
one petal of each flower
as neatly as he can.