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Sunday, January 28, 2007
Plug for Wordpress
Why I like Wordpress:

When you get email notification of a new comment on your post, it not only tells you which blog, it tells you which post!

When you write to tech support, you actually get support. They write back in less than 24 hours. And they don't act like you're an idiot -- even if you are an idiot.

You can edit comments. No more eternal spelling mistakes.

Their spam blocker works.

The post editing feature is awesome!

Wordpress supplies blog stats and feed stats on your dashboard.

Wordpress tells you when someone links to your blog.

Wordpress provides free pages.

Wordpress will import your archives from another blog! It is fast and painless.

Wordpress allows you to add your own post tags.

Comments are searchable and they come up in google searches!

One drawback:

You have to pay if you want to customize your template too much -- however, I have done plenty to make mine my own, and am happy with it.

You can now find me at:

Quilly's Ouips
The Grownups Wanted Us Dead
Bits of Me in Poetry
 
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Tuesday, January 16, 2007
Good-Bye
Bits of Me in Poetry has moved to Word Press. I hope you will join me there.
 
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Monday, October 30, 2006
Nea's Gold

a moment of time
sparkling like a diamond
set in Nea's gold


CLA



photograph originally posted on The Southern View
October 29th, 2006Photographer: Neoma

 
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Sunday, October 08, 2006
Beach Ballet

Mid-air beach ballet,
Gulls above the sea.
Waves touch the shore
With a gentle sigh,
And a soft breeze kisses me.


CLA

photograph originally posted on Controlled Chaos
October 8th, 2006
Photographer: Rob Harrington


 
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Sunday, September 03, 2006
Coming Fury

The surfers and sunbathers
blew away with the wind.
Footprints marked their exodus
in the face of the storm.
White-capped waves charged the beach
as the sky turned black and blue.


CLA

photograph originally posted on Controlled Chaos
July 20th, 2006
Photographer: Rob Harrington

 
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Saturday, September 02, 2006
Enchanted Forest

Within this forest witches walk,
They cheat and steal and lie.
Cats are King and frogs can talk,
And boys and monkeys fly.

Within this green and leafy bower
by chance a prince and maid will meet.
He will be looking for a bride,
She'll wear glass slippers on her feet.

Within this forest a maiden sighs
Locked in her ivory tower.
A handsome prince comes riding by
And saves her with love's power.

Enchantment whispers on the breeze,
Escapes the natural bonds of time;
It clings to roots and glistens on leaves,
Waking fairy tales and nursery rhymes.

CLA

photograph originally posted on Controlled Chaos
July 7th, 2006
Photographer: Rob Harrington

 
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Friday, September 01, 2006
Jewels

Tranquility spills
a diamond flood
into a silver pool.
Emerald foliage
and jade moss
complete the setting.
Peace adorns
Mother Nature.


CLA

photograph originally posted on Controlled Chaos
July 1st, 2006
Photographer: Rob Harrington

 
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Thursday, August 31, 2006
My Brown-Eyed Sue
Susan, bold as she can be,
Pretends no maiden modesty;
flaunting her charm,
city garden or farm,
She is a sight to see.

Brown gaze lifted toward the sky,
Bold as the sun, yet soft as a sigh;
sweet blossom of spring,
a pretty, young thing,
She sings, give love a try.

Susan, fresh as she can be,
Dances in fields wild and free,
bumble bees in her hair,
yellow skirts all a flair,
She is the love for me!

CLA

photograph originally posted on Controlled Chaos
July 27th, 2006
Photographer: Rob Harrington

 
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Wednesday, August 30, 2006
Emerging Princess
Little country urchin dancing to meet the sea,
Dips, sways, twists, twirls and bends.
Here she hurries. There she lingers;
Finally reaching Aysgarth Falls.
Here metamorphosis
She clambers down the steps,
Emerging a dazzling lady in frothy while chiffon:
Cinderella, adorned by Mother Nature.

CLA

photograph originally posted on Treemendous
August 29th, 2006
Photographer: Basil Dray

 
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Saturday, August 26, 2006
Tribute to a Dog

A dog named Doug met Ambrose Bierce
within a book one day.
The words they jumped right off the page
and caused the dog to say,
"Oh, the wonder of these words,
they surely must be mine!"
So the dog named Doug created a blog
which simply is divine.
A place where wisdom, wit and ridiculous
all meet in one accord
To thrust and parry, swashbuckle and flash
swift as a dueling sword.
People travel by 'net the world around
to insult boast and mug;
And when you ask them why they say,
"Ya gotta dig that dog named, Doug!"


CLA

written for Doug of Waking Ambrose

 
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Wednesday, August 23, 2006



"Nuts are fine, but not
all the time," chattered Chipmonk.
"Make mine cheese, please."

CLA
 
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Tuesday, August 22, 2006
Grass Dance

Green, waving toward heaven,
reaching for blue sky
and cloud mists;
the grasses of spring
whisper soft
and shake their tasseled heads
as they dance to the rhythm
of the wind.


CLA

photograph originally posted on Controlled Chaos
August 22nd, 2006
Photographer: Rob Harrington

 
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Sunday, August 20, 2006
Battered Rose

We married in June
surrounded by roses and
joy everlasting.

October arrived crimson
called forth by your flying fist.

As leaves fell from trees,
and the cool night air grew chill,
my pride withered, too.

Apologies and remorse
bathed me after each bruising.

January found
me huddled against sudden
violent flurries.

You hated to hit me, but
I could not keep you happy.

Now tender green grass
grows upon my cold, dark grave.
Finally I am free.

In court you beg for mercy
That you did not have for me.


CLA

in loving memory

 
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Saturday, August 19, 2006
Cyberspace Casanova

Suave and debonaire,
he flits from blog to blog
flirting lasciviously,
leaving bits of innuendo
for each lovely maid.

He tenders verse in
one size fits all,
insulting ladies
left and right
in commonality.

Sublimely unaware of his offense,
he recoils in suprise when confronted.
Oh how it pains him to be labeled
feckless and insincere; he leaves,
proclaiming himself betrayed.

Of course he knows,
she still loves him;
how could she not?
He is a legendary Lothario
in his own mind.


CLA

no dedication is attached to protect the guilty

 
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Friday, August 18, 2006
The Frog Beau

Communing with nature
on the porch swing,
coffee in hand,
peace in my heart,
I am joined by my beau,
small, green,
with little suction cup toes,
He clings to my leg
and we swing,
gently swing.
He worships me with his eyes,
watches my lips sip coffee,
and yearns for a kiss.


CLA

written for Nea of The Southern View

 
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Dead Tree Standing

Without leaves for seasons
innumerable,
it's branches long since
snapped away, only it's trunk remains
stabbing defiantly toward
the sky.
Perhaps some glimmer of life,
some memory of green,
still pulses through it's core
as it watches yet one more
Sunrise at Maple River.


CLA

photograph originally posted on Controlled Chaos
June 30th, 2006
Photographer: Rob Harrington

 
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Wednesday, August 16, 2006
Experience Jesus

Experience taught me that denial brings comfort.
Jesus demanded truth.
Experience taught me to reject pain.
Jesus challenged me to embrace it.
Experience taught me not to trust.
Jesus asked me to risk.
Experience taught me to expect rejection.
Jesus said, "I love you."
Experience taught me I had no value.
Jesus paid his life for me.


CLA
 
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Butterfly Vacation
myspace layouts, myspace codes, glitter graphics

A butterfly vacationed down at the sea,
It danced o'er the waves and beckoned to me,
Come skip through the water, come frolic in the spray,
So I danced on the beach with a butterfly today.


CLA

for Pauline, who once wrote a poem for me.

 
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Tuesday, August 15, 2006
Elsewhere

Teenage strife
clashes with parents
tomorrow lurks beyond the moon
and life
seems about to happen
elsewhere....


CLA
 
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Monday, August 14, 2006


Snow blankets the ground.
Old Man Frost touches the pond;
gently it shivers.


CLA
 
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Majestic mountains
stand off ocean tides while
supporting heaven.


CLA
 
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Moonshine Mist Ballet

Fairy mist wraithes
perform a midnight ballet
atop ebony waves,
their skirts a flutter.
Seeped in moonshine
their silent recital
sings peace for my soul,
gifts joy in my heart.


CLA

photograph by: Rob Harrington, Controlled Chaos

 
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Sunday, August 13, 2006
Psalm 119:105


A guiding lighthouse,
your word provides my daily
illumination.


CLA
 
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Saturday, August 12, 2006

The black midnight sky
split with a roar, as lightening
bridged heaven and earth.



CLA
 
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The Lord will provide
for obedience to God,
Genesis explains.


CLA
 
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