leni
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Post by leni on Aug 28, 2011 23:28:50 GMT
Dear Alan,you are in my thoughts and prayes,i spoke to Norma today and she told me of your ordeal,i did not know as in the summer months i'm just so busy so i send you my very best well wishes to recover soon and get back in health and strenth,i wish you the best Sir!May i also say well done to dear MBB for keeping this beautiful sight running,thank you Lady B (hope i'm posting in the right place)so it will be read!My kindest reguards to you pair of lovely people,and thank you both for all you'v done and do for us all.
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Post by mysticbluebell on Aug 30, 2011 8:23:39 GMT
'These wonderful gifts' is a very precious poem Doreen. We may often share the same thoughts but you have expressed them in a beautiful way, thank you!
Leni, thanks for your message and your concern, it means so much to feel the support of our members!
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Post by doreenh on Sept 1, 2011 16:03:50 GMT
A poem for September
September
I do love the month of September
As the lovely red and russet glows
It’s time to pick the harvest fruits
As the gentle winds do blow.
A pleasant walk into the woods
Where leaves of copper, are piled in a mound.
The fruit berries are ready to pick
And ripened ones fall to the ground.
As spiders spin their lacy webs
And robins with their bright redbreast
There is no month that even compares
As September is simply the best.Doreen E Hampshire |
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Post by puddles on Sept 1, 2011 23:28:29 GMT
Doreen, such a pretty canvas you paint for September, it shows your love for the month which launches the fall weather................well put my dear friend.......
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Post by cpdhuet on Sept 2, 2011 3:42:01 GMT
I am never surprised when you come up with a winner Doreen. I have always associated September with the "September Song" one of my favorites. But I also associate September with the new term of school, the end of school vacation whuch I gave up with grets but looking forward to seeing my school chums again especially a couple of dolls that I had a crush on!
CPD
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Post by mysticbluebell on Sept 2, 2011 16:37:32 GMT
Autumn is my favourite season and your poem on September is like Church bells ringing in to me the begin of this season. Enjoyed it a lot, thank you!
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Post by angel42 on Sept 2, 2011 16:43:09 GMT
 My poems for You Words of love flow from my heart They want to be put into rhymes Sometimes they appear so smart Or they're a struggle at other times. Happy moments stir tender words The heart with dreams overflows Trying times then work like swords As tears, doubt or pain just shows. I need to write the way I feel To share with you without fear You may get to know me real The mirror of my soul is clear. Till my last breath I wish to write Poems of love and hope spread wide A light that shines even at night And makes you feel me by your side. |
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Post by angel42 on Sept 2, 2011 16:46:22 GMT
To Puddles and Doreen! Your poems are enchanting, they're uplifting when I read and they are certainly uplifting to Alan too. Thanks.
CPD, how great to see you back with P2S, your poem is a treat and I look forward to some more (smile)
thanks and best wishes.
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Post by puddles on Sept 3, 2011 23:22:39 GMT
Angel42, your poem shows love put into poetic form, "A light that shines even at night
And makes you feel me by your side"
Beautiful thoughts you express on this site waiting for our Captain to return to sail his ship once again, thanks Angel42 for posting your poems, and supporting p2s................
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Post by doreenh on Sept 4, 2011 7:54:03 GMT
A Group Photograph
I wanted to have a picture,
Of two young grandsons.
Along with three great grand children,
Well this was going to be fun.
It’s a good job the photographer
Was patient and kind.
For Josh 20 months refused to join in,
He wouldn’t sit on his behind.
The photographer he just did grin,
The other four, at least they posed.
As they held each other hands,
They lay on tummies, played row the boat.
Camera flashing they all looked grand,
Josh decided he would join them,
For he was offered a lolly.
The photographer maybe got a couple,
And everyone seemed jolly.
Individual pictures were then taken,
Brother and sister, brothers too,
Of course they then started to show off,
So the photographer said, “we are through.”
All in all a very good hour,
I do hope I get some good pictures.
It certainly was a happy time.
And my picture will be one of my treasures.
Doreen Hampshire |
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Post by doreenh on Sept 4, 2011 7:57:28 GMT
Angel42 Ilove your words of love and you continue to write them Thank you (as Roland said) for supporting Mystic and P2S. We need you on here with us.
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Post by mysticbluebell on Sept 4, 2011 8:05:31 GMT
Angel42 your support is very much appreciated as is everybody's. I could simply not go on alone by myself, so thank you and thanks for the meaningful poem.
Doreen, I beg your pardon to have arranged your poem a bit smaller but I have to watch the space, thanks for understanding. Your poem is lovely and I wished we could then add one of these pictures but I am afraid this won't work, so I will look for something "suiting". Thank you.
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Post by Alan on Sept 4, 2011 11:06:38 GMT
I have shared your success with your poetry. Please be happy, more and more to regain main site in p2s - it will be happening shorty.
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Post by puddles on Sept 4, 2011 13:16:34 GMT
Doreen, you do have a flare for pouring your heart into your poems, and this one fits that bill.
As for our Captain, he made a appearance along the horizon, and is headed on course to his beloved poetry site, your crew awaits your return, may God speed to you with good health and may your journey be safe.....................
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Post by puddles on Sept 4, 2011 13:47:40 GMT
 Poetry Lore Good news beyond the horizon our Captain's torch begins to flare all our prayers seems to be answered, which shows how much we care for we the crew of the ship named poetry2share can hardly bare the arrival and safe return of the one who commands the chair So take your time dear Captain, grow strong in body and spirit know that we your loyal members will continue to sing our lyric for you Sir have been missed, Mystic has done a marvelous job in keeping your ship afloat, for we know she too has sobbed So when the time comes for you to take your place at the wheel know that we who love this ship will be waiting for you with zeal ready to forge onwards and forwards with you charting our course taking us to where we long to be, upon this wake called poetry lore |
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Post by leni on Sept 4, 2011 15:08:51 GMT
Must say your beautiful words dedicated to our captin Alan, brought a tear to my eyes Roland,i'm sure Alan will be very touched.
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Post by doreenh on Sept 4, 2011 16:17:41 GMT
Wow Alan is much improved and I say a grateful thank you for our prayers are certainly being answered.
Dear Alan I was so pleased to see your comment Take care nmy dear friend, we can wait for your safe return
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Post by mysticbluebell on Sept 5, 2011 16:44:41 GMT
Roland, you held such a lovely welcome ready for our Captain, thank you! This all will support his great effort to be back real soon. He can feel just how much he is missed and how happy we all will be on the day when he takes over.
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Post by puddles on Sept 5, 2011 19:40:26 GMT
Thanks Leni, and you too Mystic, your photo is perfect, soon our dear Captain will be at the wheel of his beloved ship p2s, may God bless him on his journey towards his crew who awaits his safe return....
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Post by doreenh on Sept 5, 2011 20:51:54 GMT
What a wonderful Poem roland I am sure Alan will really appreciate this poem aand I love the picture Mystic Very clever.
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Post by mysticbluebell on Sept 6, 2011 17:29:41 GMT
Twilight Feeling
The sun rests on the hilltop
Before waving good night
Let me hold on to your hand
To keep mind and heart bright
On such evening twilight
That glows inbetween trees
The birds too get silent
Blessings settle and peace
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Post by puddles on Sept 7, 2011 18:39:54 GMT
Yes, Mystic their is a feeling of serene twilight upon this site, now that we know our Captain is coming along. You say this so well in the few words you share our way. A fondness grows in between members, for our ship's Master is on the mend..............
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Post by puddles on Sept 7, 2011 18:42:09 GMT
 Dreamlike Caverns I walk within dreamlike caverns I hold so fond and dear In my stroll amid the shadows in the valley of yesteryear Searching for sweet memories in the early morning calm Which linger ever so softly as the past caress the dawn? What peace comes over me as I hear the forgotten chime? Moments surreal appear like flashes of sad time As I march upon the sands, my heart begins to cry For what was lost along the way, my soul begins to sigh Into the entrance of this domain exists love’s array? Enchanting visions that seems to have gone astray Timeless moments captured floating in a magical parade Hoping to find life’s patterns will not be a charade Pausing to view this sanctity, I kneel and begin to pray Seeking a certain feeling hoping to have a say I face this unknown struggle, wishing to find a light Leading me back to happier days filled with such delight Sensing it’s never easy to find the source of one’s passion Knowing love been lost amid the darken canyons Strolling down this lonely road amerced with such remorse I stop, step back, planning to chart a new course Written by: Roland R. Ruiz September 05, 2011 |
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Post by paintedlady on Sept 8, 2011 14:19:15 GMT
Brilliant puddles, together too much for miss. Bravo, bravo!!  |
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Post by doreenh on Sept 8, 2011 16:20:22 GMT
Loved the Twilight Feeling Mystic and as Roland said a bit of calm now is happening for us. Also enjoyed your Dreamlike Caverns Roland
Keep posting folk
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Post by doreenh on Sept 10, 2011 7:22:42 GMT
A Simple Girl
Such a simple girl am I
So I will try and reply
Deep poem are to me
Words I don't understand you see
A poem that in inself is a riddle
While reading it, I get in a muddle
I do like very simple words
Where a poem just seems to go forward
A poem that I can understand
Where nothing hides, that's under-hand
Nothing wrong with that, if that's your way
Maybe I will understand one day
So Tom, I think your poem is deep
For a dictionary I had to seek
to complicated for me you see
For I'm just plain simple, that is meTom wrote a poem about Deep or Shallow This was my response |
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Post by cpdhuet on Sept 10, 2011 8:04:40 GMT
 PUSS by- CP Dhuet When I stroke my puss I say - OH BOY! It gives me such - A lot of joy! She's soft and silky- And feels so smooth- It's a field of velvet- And makes me groove. Now if your mind- Is a bit confused- This really makes me- A bit amused. I'm talking about- My silk black cat- A joy to stroke- A joy to pat. |
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Post by cpdhuet on Sept 10, 2011 11:04:20 GMT
The poem PUSS is in reply to Doreen's preference for simple understandable dialogue.But then I wonder if it has secondary implications?
CPD
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Post by doreenh on Sept 10, 2011 18:45:39 GMT
Thank you CPD That is pur fect (LOL) I did understand all of that as I said I am a simple girl
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Post by puddles on Sept 10, 2011 19:51:27 GMT
Doreen, my ever so wise friend, their is nothing simple about you, you always write the sweetest thoughts, that come in loud and clear this to mate.........this one's no exception.....
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