Tuesday, February 28, 2012

An Innocent Life

I was born an innocent
As innocent as the day I was born, I grew
Until I saw my Mother cry
In front of the Lord.

And I looked up at his stern face
No smile or smirk, I found
I wondered, why did my Mom cry
And why she knelt, head bowed.

I was born an innocent
As innocent, as the day I was born, I grew
And when I looked up at the Lord
I was concerned, cause he was scorned.

I felt his pain up on the cross
I wondered why he died.
And when I saw the people come
They knelt, with their heads bowed.

Today, I am not innocent
I am scarred, from life and death
I stand before the Lord
But my head, is not bent.

I still look deep into his eyes
To try to understand why he's so stern
So sad, he died, up on the cross
For men..... who do not learn.

I was born an innocent
I die each day a little
I bear my scars, from life and death
I cry, for all who suffer
I lost my smile and innocence
Watching young men die
But now I know why my Lord lives
He lives..... so I, my family, friends and hope survives.

A Lady's Life

Monday, February 27, 2012

A Waves' Kiss

A Waves' Kiss almost drowned me
I sputtered and rolled with it
Till it spit me out to dry
Onto the shore,
A rolling stone, for you to find.
As I opened my sand filled eyes
I was held in tender arms and heart
Asking me to stay alive.

Every day I walk along the beach
Beseeching Neptune,
To bring you back but he brought more waves
glistening in the sunlight, as if they were the answer
to my broken heart.

Your tender lips revived me
As they breathed air into my soul
But then you went and left me
for others to console.
And now I walk deranged
Awakened by new life
Lovestruck and forgotten by
my savior's guiding light.

Some days, I think I see you swimming
Far out in the waves
Your kisses so disarming
Unlike the kisses from the wave.
One day I hope that Neptune,
Rolls you out to me.
Till then I'll keep our love safe and
Close to shore,
For you to see.

A Lady's Life.

One of Natures' Tricks

Rita Hayward was another actress very pleasant to the eye.
Her soft voice in Mame and her red hair, was seen acting with all the best actors of her day.
It's funny she didn't like to dance as a kid but it paid off and brought her to shine
with the stars.

Your scent kept me awake last night
Strong willed I watched you soar
Into the deep blue horizon
Of a mid day sky

To love an Eagle is risquee
An Eagles' love is madness
No sight unseen from its' clear eyes and
Masculine precision.

I watched you from a limb, of an apple blossom tree
Pink and white and floral I hid, but you saw me.
You lunged, your wings spread eight feet wide
To land here on the limb of
My pretty floral cloud, fluffy pink and slim

And I fell on the ground, because of all the weight
I kept falling, when I watched you climbing, so far out .
I seemed to keep on falling, every time you were around
The cutting edge of your sword like claws
Always made me frown.

But you were kind in your approach.
You found me where I lay
You urged me to get off the ground
To fly for food that day

You nourished me like a small child
In the nest you built, and now
In your old age, here I stand,
Stead fast

Your scent kept me awake each night
Strong willed, I watched you soar
But in the end , we're all the same
Needy, in our time

Today you're strong and powerful and
Tomorrow, here you are
One of natures' tricks my friend
So sad .....but there you are.

A Lady's Life



An old man walks into the barbershop for a shave and a haircut, but he tells the barber he can't get all his whiskers off because his cheeks are wrinkled from age.

The barber gets a little wooden ball from a cup on the shelf and tells him to put it inside his cheek to spread out the skin.

When he's finished, the old man tells the barber that was the cleanest shave he's had in years.

But he wanted to know what would have happened if he had swallowed that little ball.

The barber replied, "Just bring it back in a couple of days like everyone else does".

Enjoy your day!

Eh! My Lifes' Friend.

Sophia Lauren was one of the best actresses of her time.
She could play and probably still can play, any role you may throw at her.
She fitted every class of person in the world, begger, thief, Goddess, gypsy, dancer, Mother, lover , friend. ......
What ever she took part in, you knew she would be the best at. Life oozed from her lips and heart and the camera was there to capture it all and put it on screen.
Too bad she doesn't act any more.


Eh ! I called you
Eh ! What is your name
Eh ! I can't forget you
Eh ! Come out and play

The music , it keeps playing
The songs, they fill the air.
And Love..... my friend is oozing
Between heaven and the land.

Eh! You know the meaning
Of friendship when it lasts
Eh ! It's love that's whispering
To your heart alone.

Eh! My friend ! Come out now.
Stop hiding behind veils
Be proud of who your are now.
Know love is not in vain.

Eh! I know you hear me
As I yell for God to hear.
Eh! I'm here to love you
Till the very end.

A Lady's Life.
One day Lena confided to her friend Hilda that she had finally cured her nervous husband, Ole, of his habit of biting his nails.
"Good gracious," said Hilda, "How did yew ever dew that?"
"It vas really simple," was Lena's reply. "I yust hid his false teeth."
Ole and Lena were getting on in years. Ole was 92 and Lena was 89. One evening they were sitting on the porch in their rockers and Ole reached over and patted Lena on her knee. "Lena, vat ever happened tew our sex relations?" He asked.
"Vell, Ole, I yust don't know," replied Lena... I don't tink ve even got a card from dem last Christmas."
Ole bought Lena a piano for her birthday. A few weeks later, Lars inquired how she was doing with it.
"Oh," said Ole, "I persvaded her to svitch to a clarinet."
"How come?" asked Lars.
"Vell," Ole answered, "because vith a clarinet, she can't sing.
The phone rings in the middle of the night when Ole and Lena are in bed and Ole answers. "Vell how da hell should I know, dats two tousand miles from here" he says and hangs up.
"Who vas dat?" asks Lena.
"I donno, some damn fool wanting to know if da coast was clear".

There was a Midwestern phone company that was going to hire one team of telephone pole installers, and the boss had to choose between a team of two Norwegian guys and a team of two Irish guys. So the boss met with both teams and said: "Here's what we'll do. Each team will be installing poles out on the new road for a day. The team that installs the most phone poles gets the job."
Both teams headed right out. At end of the shift, Pat and Mike, the Irish guys, came back and the boss asked them how many they had installed.
They said that it was tough going, but they'd put in twelve.

Forty-five minutes later, Ole and Sven,the Norwegian guys came back in and they were totally exhausted. The boss asked, "Well, how many poles did you guys install?"
Ole, the team leader wiped his brow and sighed, "Sven and me, we got three in."
The boss gasped, "Three? Those two Irish guys put in twelve!"
" Yeah," said Ole, "but you should see how much they left stickin'out of the ground!"
Eh! Hope you have a great day!!

Perhaps I'll Win Again

Doris Day sang this song and I never heard it before but I liked it.
In fact I like most of what they did in those days.
Women were true women unafraid to show it
The beauty and power of a woman should never be underestimated.


Quick witted, I knew the score with you
You never laid your true hand out, for the show
You only showed, what you wanted them to see
You played the game, I knew you'd play with me.

I laid my cards out, without a thought of fear.
I showed my innards, to the man I loved.
Quick witted, I knew the score with you
You were entrapped and too dumb to know

And once the snare was set,
You kept on playing , thinking I'd relent
You were there to win a game
That was not there, to win

You only showed, what you wanted me to see
You played a game but it was not to be
The snare was set, before it all began
You were lost, before you played your hand.

The game, was not a game of chance
I was the winner, when I caught your glance
So discreet and yet, it was there for me to see
The true hand, you would play with me.

And so, I led you on so cool and mentally sound
I led you , to the final hunting ground
And you were fine until you were ensnared
For the true hunter, to let you loose and free .

But once composure, settled in your heart
You ventured forth, without your deck of cards,
Became the true lad, you were meant to be
The true man, for a girl like me.

The true line, I was there to hear
I love you,
Would not be written in the sand.
No wave would wash away this love.
No hidden calling Loon , to distract your heart.

Perhaps today, I'll rescue you, from your dire self
Perhaps today, is the last game you'll play
Perhaps today, you'll play your hand too well.
Perhaps today, at last, you'll take your players' hand
Perhaps today I'll lose, to win your heart
I won it once, I'll win it again.

A Lady's Life

In the end, it looks like it's the girl getting cold feet lol

Ole and Lena got married. On their honeymoon trip they were nearing Minneapolis when Ole put his hand on Lena's knee.
Giggling, Lena said, "Ole, you can go farther than that if you vant to." So... Ole drove to Duluth.
When Ole accidentally lost 50 cents in the outhouse, he immediately threw in his watch and billfold. He explained, "I'm not going down dere yust for 50 cents."
A Swedish woman competed with a French woman and an English woman in the Breast Stroke division of an English Channel swim competition.
The French woman came in first, the Englishwoman second. The Swede reached shore completely exhausted.
After being revived with blankets and coffee, she remarked, "I don't vant to complain, but I tink dose other two girls used der arms."

Two Norwegians from Minnesota went fishing in Canada and returned with only one fish. "The way I figger it, dat fish cost us $400" said the first Norwegian.
"Vell," said the other one, "At dat price it's a good ting ve didn't catch any more."
A Swede took a trip to Fargo, North Dakota. While in a bar, an Indian on the next stool spoke to him in a friendly manner.
"Look," he said, "let's have a game if you answer it, I'll buy YOU a drink, if you can't, then you buy ME one, Okay?"
"Ya, dat sounds purty good," said the Swede.
The Indian said, "My father and mother had one child. It wasn't my brother. It wasn't my sister. Who was it?"
The Swede scratched his head and finally said, "I give up. Who vas it?"
"It was ME," chortled the Indian.
So the Swede paid for the drinks.

... Back in Sioux Falls the Swede went into a bar and spotted one of his cronies, "Sven," he said, "I got a game. If you can answer a qvestion, I buy you a drink. If you can't, YOU have to buy ME vun. Fairenough?"
"Fair enough," said Sven.
Okay . . my fadder and mudder had vun child. It vasn't my brudder, It vasn't my sister, Who vas it?"
"Search me," said Sven. "I give up. Who vas it?"
--- "It vas some Indian up in Fargo, Nort Dakoda."

Have a good one :)

Sunday, February 26, 2012

Out Door Candle

I closed the door and it was so to stay
closed, so I would not see .
I locked the door to only look outside
Through a stained glass window
Shadowing the normal light

Outside a candle glimmered in the blue night sky
So quiet , peaceful it
Welcomed me outside
But here I stayed behind the door
Beside a warm, crackling apple tree.

Curled beside the fire in the hearth,
I was covered by a knitted shawl
Suited for cold winter nights.
Outside the air was fresh and cool and
My eyes stayed glued, like a moth to light

Hypnotic, mystic, it absorbed my lonely heart
It pulled for me forth, this candle of the night
I was a stranger, lost within thick dark walls
bursting to be free, from behind closed doors

The wind began to howl between the trees
Competing with a pack of wolves
Roaming wild and free .
The blowing snow caressed their fur and
Squinting eyes while
I sang a long sad song of life, inside

They heard it from outside the closed locked door
Bewildered, I heard them howling like before
The wolves joined in with the wind and me
Each sang their song in reverie.

Yet I was the one who sat inside,
A stranger, lost within warm walls
Fearing the welcoming candle
of the world outside

A Lady's Life.

What is Life?

"Art destroys silence."

"When a man is in despair, it means that he still believes in something."

Dimitrii Shostakovich

What is life if not senses of everything you see touch and feel.
And here you are my love
In every leaf, in every floating spore, in every tiny molecule of soft drizzle
covering the forest floor.

You are my love, in every horses breath as it stands snorting
muscles rippling after racing in the wind.
You are my love, in every puppy's kiss
and in every stock of yellow straw.
You are love's grace found in every flower,
In every bee that suckles the nectar from its' soul.

You are my love in every morning sun ray
in every blade of grass and dew between my toes
You are my love in every lightning and snow storm
You walk the plains with all emotions raw.

I take delight to feel you burst the bubbles.
to blend the morning sun light with the midnights' moon
You are my ever shining star so high
Above the highest mountain
You are my love, my life, my treasure
The beginning and ending of my soul.

A Lady's Life.

Saturday, February 25, 2012

Remember to Breathe

This was so refreshing to watch

mitch phoned his heart surgeon to schedule an appointment for an immediate surgery.”I’m sorry,” the receptionist answered, “we don’t have anything available for the next three weeks.”"But I could die by then!”"No problem, just call before to cancel the appointment.”

Read more: http://www.funniestcleanjokes.com/joke/heart-surgery-joke#ixzz1nR31NEBP

Have a good one.:)

Thursday, February 23, 2012

The Cutting Edge.

These two swords are part of my over seas collection
They are huge maybe 6 feet tall.
Here they are inside a leather casing at the bottom of which are wheels to roll them with.

They are too heavy to carry let alone fight with
So I assume the fighters using them, had to be very powerful men.

They have rings I believe, so they may have a rope put through them , enabling the sword to be slung over the shoulder.
I don't have any more info about them but I really like them :)

Here is another shot of them
The sword being pulled out of the casing

The sword with an inscription I can't tell what language its in

The handle with a metal ring

the ring

The wheels at the bottom of the leather casing enabling the sword to be wheeled on the ground instead of carried.

The top handles of the swords . You see the locking device at the top, keeping the sword inside so it doesn't slide out for no reason.
There is a metal piece on top either for hanging or for the rope or both.

I couldn't resist getting them because I couldn't believe how heavy they were and even today to take the sword out of the casing is not for the frail and weak.
You need muscle.

Makes me think I better hit the gym again lol

Have a good one.

Monday, February 20, 2012

Gods' Eye.

Thanks to Sandy I looked up Gods Eyes and now I understand what it is all about.
For the Huichol People in Mexico, it's a symbol of the power of seeing and understanding that which is unknown and unknowable.
The 4 points represent earth air fire and water
They made one for a new born with a central eye which got bigger as the child got older for the first 5 years.

You Know You've Turned Into a Mom When...

You automatically double-knot everything you tie.

You find yourself humming the Barney song as you do the dishes.

You hear a baby cry in the grocery store, and you start to gently sway back and forth, back and forth. However, your children are at school!

You actually start to like the smell of strained carrots mixed with applesauce.

You weep through the scene in Dumbo when his mom is taken away, not to mention what Bambi does to you.

You get soooo into crafts you contemplate writing a book called 101 Fun Crafts to do with Dryer Lint and Eggshells.

You spend a half hour searching for your sunglasses only to have your teenager say, "Mom, why don't you wear the ones you pushed up on your head?"

You are out for a nice romantic meal with your husband, enjoying some real adult conversation, when suddenly you realize that you've reached over and started to cut up his steak!

oh and the best one is when you are driving with your husband and see a cow in the field and say

Oh hubby, what does the cow say?

At which point everyone thinks you are totally insane. lol


This new system with captcha words are so silly Some are not displayed to leave a comment and the words are equally hard to hear.

Limits the number of comments you get.

Have a good one. :)

Lives in Lives

This video on pollination is absolutely awesome
What a beautiful world we live in.

And then there is this world

And then there is my world lol

Another pair of socks I just finished
Have a good one.