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Posted 4/29/2006 1:57 PM (GMT 0)

Brownleaf,

What a wonderful poem, and right when I need it. Thank you.

Some people realize we are really alone and they 'get it' early in life. Others, like me, 'got it' once, then lost it and have to find it again in middle age when the son has left the nest, the parents are deceased, the rest of the relatives are distant. 

Discovering and re-discovering your self. It isn't a bad or a hard thing to do, once you can accept that we are alone and get past that. That is where I seem to be stuck, but working on it.But this is a positive board and I want to contribute:                                                

typed words they are that meet my eyes

to travel toward my heart;

they push right through the tears and fears

and reach where i'm falling apart.

typed words they are that reach my heart

gentle and caring and warm

they wrap me up in comfort

and hold me through the storm.

By me. This is how I feel so often when I come here looking for something to ease my mind, remind me that there are beautiful things in the world even when they are hidden from me at the moment. Many of those beautiful 'things' are the posters here and the words they write. Thanks to all.

Nanse

Posted 4/29/2006 2:30 PM (GMT 0)
brownleaf ~ that was a great poem...have ya been hiding out the last few days?  Haven't seen much of you around... Nanse ~ you are quite talented, thank you for sharing your poem and posting it on our positive thread.  Help us keep it going... As for me I have been kinda moody lately.  I wouldn't necessarily say depressed but just....."quite" if that makes any sense...
Posted 4/29/2006 3:03 PM (GMT 0)
Must have been something telling me to post that one, i almost didn't, ummed and arred and didn't think anyone would like it, but it is quite beautiful, I think she is Ameican Indian, she has some really lovely poems so maybe i'll post some more

Nanse, you know i use to think the internet was a cold media, "how could you feel anything of others in this Method of communication", now, i think quite differently, in fact i think it is clearer and less clouded by expectations and perceptions, it's not perfect, and nor am i, but i have learnt so much about myself here, perhaps becoming more of who i forgot i was,

And Elisha, having a quiet spell, my body is doing strange things at the moment, well not that strange, but i feel like i have had a scrubbing brush travel over my nervous system, which again is nothing new, but it feels like new because i haven't felt it this bad for a while, maybe i'll get someone to walk on my back tomorrow, always helps a little.

I have lots of new stories to add, and a couple of long ones for anyone who cant sleep,

Have a good weekend everyone
Posted 4/29/2006 3:30 PM (GMT 0)

els, thank you for  your kind words.

brownleaf, I wondered about communicating on the 'net too, because words can be taken out of context or in ways not intended. But, I am hard of hearing and this method of communicating is very special to me because I can "hear" every word!

I am cleaning today---yuk!... BUT it is because next Saturday my sister is coming to visit and I haven't seen her in a year. AND her daughter and grandson are coming too and I haven't seen them in almost 3 years! So, it is happy cleaning! Turn-the-music-on-and-get-moving cleaning! cool

Nanse

Posted 4/30/2006 9:53 AM (GMT 0)
"When someone is in your life for a REASON"
 
It is usually to meet a need 
you have expressed outwardly or inwardly. 
They have come to assist you through a difficulty, 
to provide you with guidance and support, 
to aid you physically, emotionally, or spiritually. 
They may seem like a godsend, and they are. 
They are there for the reason you need them to be. 
Then, without any wrongdoing on your part 
or at an inconvenient time, 
this person will say or do something 
to bring the relationship to an end. 
Sometimes they die. 
Sometimes they walk away. 
Sometimes they act up or out 
and force you to take a stand. 
What we must realize is that 
our need has been met, 
our desire 
fulfilled; 
their work is done. 
The prayer you sent up 
has been answered and 
it is now time to move on.
Posted 4/30/2006 2:47 PM (GMT 0)
Brownleaf ~ Another great one...thank you.  I think it was just what I needed today.  I didn't even realize until last night when I looked at my wall calender that Monday is May 1st...the day I was married.  Perhaps this is the reason for my moodiness the last few days.  I can relate to the strange feelings going on in the body.  With my MS I have felt like I am buzzing or vibrating from the inside out it is really quite weird.  My doctor has changed meds and shifted things without any luck in making it go away.  I hope this isn't going to be long term...anyway me with my book that I have wrote here ;)  It has finally stopped raining here for the first time in 4 days...I may take the dog for a walk and see if I can come up with something positive to post...Have a wonderful day...XXX
Posted 4/30/2006 6:29 PM (GMT 0)
Smiling Is Infectious
(Author Unknown)

Smiling is infectious,
you catch it like the flu,
When someone smiled at me today,
I started smiling too.

I passed around the corner
and someone saw my grin.
When he smiled I realized
I'd passed it on to him.

I thought about that smile,
then I realized its worth.
A single smile, just like mine
could travel round the earth.

So, if you feel a smile begin,
don't leave it undetected.
Let's start an epidemic quick,
and get the world infected!
Posted 5/1/2006 10:06 AM (GMT 0)
Sadsong, i heard on the radio this morning that there is a town in Italy that made it illegal to not have a smile on your face, "with exceptions" but a $100 fine if caught without a smile, Doubt i would like to live there but the idea made me laugh and smile this morning
Posted 5/1/2006 8:49 PM (GMT 0)

Move on

When things seem to perfect,
There’s always something wrong,
Move on, get over it,
And you’ll grow strong.

People will always,
Be putting barriers in your way,
Don’t let them pull you down,
Ignore them as you keep going your way.

If you’ve lost once, don’t give up,
But do accept the fall,
Then rise again,
Cause you might defeat them all.

C. Hottran

Posted 5/2/2006 9:39 AM (GMT 0)
A MASTER who lived as a hermit on a mountain was asked by a monk,
"What is the Way?"

"What a fine mountain this is," the master said in reply.

"I am not asking you about the mountain, but about the Way."

"So long as you cannot go beyond the mountain, my son, you cannot
reach the Way," replied the master.

* * *

THE MASTER Kosen drew the words "The First Principle" which are
carved over the gate of the Oaku Temple in Kyoto. He drew them
with his brush on a sheet of paper later they were carved in wood.

A pupil of the master had mixed the ink for him, and stood by,
watching the master's calligraphy. This pupil said, "Not so good!"
Kosen tried again. The pupil said: "That's worse than the first
one!" and Kosen tried again.

After the sixty-fourth try, the ink was running low, and the pupil
went out to mix some more. Left alone, undistracted by any
critical eye watching him, Kosen made one more quick drawing with
the last of the ink. When the pupil returned, he took a good look
at this latest effort.

"A masterpiece!" he said.

* * *
Posted 5/4/2006 9:34 AM (GMT 0)
..."Things That Remember Themselves"...

Things that remember themselves
are not forgotten, but rise on wings
of experience and paint our minds
with visions of our ancestors
Things that remember themselves are pictures
without form and words without a tongue.
They give meaning to what we thought
we had forgotten in our youth.
Things that remember themselves give light
to the uncertain paths we used to take,
bringing beauty to the house
of our ripening old age.
"Poem by: Nancy Wood"
Posted 5/6/2006 1:41 PM (GMT 0)
A song by Ricki Lee Jones

the most as you'll ever go
Is back where you used to know
If grown-ups could laugh this slow
Where as you watch the hour snow
Years may go by

So hold on to your special friend
Here, you'll need something to keep her in :
'Now you stay inside this foolish grin ... '
Though any day your secrets end
Then again
Years may go by

You saved your own special friend
'Cuz here you need something to hide her in
And you stay inside that foolish grin
When everyday now secrets end
Oh and then again
Years may go by
Posted 5/6/2006 4:08 PM (GMT 0)

Please forgive me, I have been in a mood lately cant really explain it.  This poem isn't exactly positive but it makes me feel better and I have always liked Jason Paul Fox's work...

Life Without Her

I cringe to think of it;
laughable imperfections
surging into seas
of hypocrises, of
thing to do to reason,
the reason to do things
to show for show
gone-

and the long longing
for the convoluted volition of love
for she that drinks the seas
sees, drinks, or seasons the surging show,
and perfectly laughs.

Posted 5/8/2006 1:00 PM (GMT 0)
. The Best Are Like Water ...i ching

The best are like water.
Water benefits all things and does not compete with them.
It flows to the lowest level that people disdain.
In this it comes near to the Way.

In their dwellings, they love the earth.
In their hearts, they love what is profound.
In their friendship, they love humanity.
In their words, they love sincerity.
In government, they love peace.
In business, they love ability.
In their actions, they love timeliness.
It is because they do not compete
that there is no resentment.
Posted 5/8/2006 1:09 PM (GMT 0)
Oh Elisha, theres nothing to forgive, an interesting poem, and once i read it a few times, found it swirling around my thoughts, interesting that its completely irrational, but makes sense at the same time, the right word won't appear in my mind at the moment, but i'd hate to play chess with this poet
Posted 5/8/2006 2:38 PM (GMT 0)
Yes BL, I am glad we share that...  I think this is mainly why I like his work so much as it stays with you and I tend to think about meaning...
Posted 5/11/2006 10:15 AM (GMT 0)
Hope you like this one, an old Maori Legend from New Zealand, just for something different

"How Maui found fire"

Maui loved playing with Fire. One day he put out all the fires in the village, making the village people very angry. Maui's mother told him that he must go to see the old kuia, Mahuika, and ask her for some fire. 

So Maui travelled down into the underworld, alone because everyone was terrified of the spirits that lived there. 
When he came to the house of Mahuika, he found her sitting in front of a meal, trying to eat it. She was unable to touch it with her hands though, because everything she touched burst into flames. Maui helped her put the food and water in her mouth, and told her his story. She said "Maui, because you have been kind to me, I will help you". She took off one of her flaming finger nails, and gave it to Maui. 

Maui thanked Mahuika and started heading home. On the way home he passed a river, and wondered what would happen if he dropped the finger nail into it. He dropped the finger nail into the water and watched it sizzle out. He went back to Mahuika and told her he had tripped. She gave him another of her finger nails and told him to be more careful. Again, mischeif Maui dropped the finger nail into the river and returned to Mahuika. He did this again and again, but when he came back for the last finger nail, Mahuika was very angry.

She screamed "Enough! You will die now you little fire waster!". She threw her last finger nail at Maui, but Maui avoided it by jumping up and turning into a hawk. He flew upwards as fast as he could, watching the scene below him explode in flames. He flew out of the underworld, but still the flames chased him, setting everything in their path on fire. 

The gods in the sky above looked down and said "Maui is in trouble and needs our help". The cold wind blew hard, the rain poured down, and Ruamoko the earthquake god shook the groud so that it split and swallowed up the flames. 

Maui returned home to his mother, delivering to her a glowing stick that he had picked up during in the recent events. 

He said "You cannot go into the Underworld to get fire anymore. The way is closed to those who live. If you need fire again just look for the kaikomako tree and rub two of its twigs together." 

And in a far away land, hidden from the eyes of man, Mahuika stared into the rivers of fire that ran past her, and thought to herself 

"That pest! He'll never find me now!"
Posted 5/11/2006 1:08 PM (GMT 0)

That was great brownleaf!!  Loved it tongue

I have noticed lately the increasing bad behavior in drivers in my town.  I wonder if I can assume some of this woman's powers imagine what fun it would be!!  from Robert M. Wilson

Flat Tire!

My wife becomes uncommonly agitated at bad drivers: those who do not use turn signals, follow too close and cut in front in traffic. More often than not, their attention is distracted by a cell phone clamped by one hand to their ear. In these situations she is prone to hiss "Flat tire" in their direction, a response that I accepted as a harmless, even humorous method of releasing anger.

That is, until I began to notice cars who were the object of her wrath slowing down and pulling off the road with a . . . flat tire!

At first, I considered these to be chance occurrences. Due to the time it takes for a tire to deflate, we would usually be some distance down the road before their predicament was noticed. But watching the rear mirror confirmed almost invariable results beyond mere chance.

Flat tires were so common on the routes that my wife drove to work, the market, the mall, etc., that the city road department came out looking for the cause, always unsuccessfully. The police were also called in to investigate. But there were no clues or obvious patterns.

Since I have no love for rude motorists, either, I would be the last to tell anyone my suspicion. Who would believe me, anyhow? At some point, my wife's daughter asked her to stop talking to other cars, and she did. But I could tell from the look on my wife's face, when offending drivers suddenly were rewarded by flats, that she had not stopped mentally.

Watching nightly TV news frequent flat reports and interviews with disgruntled bad drivers, many of them vowing never to drive down “flat tire” streets again, became hilariously entertaining, though my wife and I never spoke about her amazing talent. These days, she hardly uses it because of the marked increase in considerate drivers on our habitual routes.

Posted 5/12/2006 1:58 AM (GMT 0)
Oh if only, you've made me laugh twice today Elisha
Posted 5/13/2006 1:57 AM (GMT 0)
......The weight of Nothing....

"Tell me the weight of a snowflake" a Robin asked a wild Dove.

"Nothing more than nothing" was the answer.

"In that case i must tell you a marvelous story", the Robin said

"I sat on a branch or a fir tree, close to its trunk, when it began to snow, not heavily, not in a raging blizzard, no, just like in a dream, without any violence.
Since i didn't have anything better to do at the time, i counted the snowflakes settling on the twigs and needles of my branch.
Their number was exactly 3,741,952.
When the next snowflake dropped on the branch - nothing more than nothing, as you say - the branch broke off."

Having said that the Robin flew away

The Dove, since Noah's time an Authority on the matter, thought about the story for a while and finally said to himself:

"PERHAPS what is lacking for justice and peace to come about in the world is for just......

......One more person to speak out"
Posted 5/13/2006 4:45 PM (GMT 0)

That was great BL...

I tried to think of some snappy little poem or song to post today but came up empty handed.  I did end up going for a long walk..4 miles and am quite.  Guess I can eat what I want today as I have already burned off the calories tongue  .  I am contemplating perhaps sitting in my chair and taking a nap with my extremely fat cat Normandy.  Hope everyone has a great weekend....

Posted 5/14/2006 1:35 AM (GMT 0)
What a great thread...keep them commin els :-)
Posted 5/14/2006 3:32 AM (GMT 0)
Hi everyone,
We've got a thread over on A/P for Mothers day, but our Lyn needs a few hugs, so if ya get a moment please go and add and send some to our Lyn, and those who can, go and make ya Mom Brekkie in the morning, remember we as adults now can understand what our Moms went through to raise us,
Posted 5/14/2006 1:52 PM (GMT 0)
Good idea brownleaf thank you :-)
Posted 5/15/2006 12:24 PM (GMT 0)
Shall I compare thee to a summer's day?
Thou art more lovely and more temperate.
Rough winds do shake the darling buds of May,
And summer's lease hath all too short a date.
Sometime too hot the eye of heaven shines,
And often is his gold complexion dimmed;
And every fair from fair sometime declines,
By chance, or nature's changing course untrimmed.
But thy eternal summer shall not fade
Nor lose possession of that fair thou ow'st;
Nor shall death brag thou wand'rest in his shade,
When in eternal lines to time thou grow'st,
So long as men can breathe or eyes can see,
So long lives this, and this gives life to thee.

"William Shakespear"
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