Please, just say HI! And, What is Your favorite Poetry for Mondays…Tues.. Wed…

Bojenn
Hello!
Hello!

If you should stop by to visit my site here on WordPress, I would love, love, love you, to please, say Hi, and will you please, please, please linger and boondoggle awhile?That means, shoot the breeze, as we say, in Southern United States. Thanks and hope to say howdy back at you real soon!

Come and sit a spell..
Come and sit a spell..

I love children’s poems. This is one of my favorites: Please, share one of your favorites. Over The River and Through The woods 

Over the river, and through the wood,
To Grandmother’s house we go;
the horse knows the way to carry the sleigh
through the white and drifted snow.
Over the river, and through the wood,
to Grandmother’s house away!
We would not stop for doll or top,
for ’tis Thanksgiving Day.
Over the river, and through the wood—
oh, how the wind does blow!
It stings the toes and bites the nose
as over the ground we go.
Over the river, and through the wood—
and straight through the barnyard gate,
We seem to go extremely slow,
it is so hard to wait!
Over the river, and through the wood—
When Grandmother sees us come,
She will say, “O, dear, the children are here,
bring a pie for everyone.”
Over the river, and through the wood—
now Grandmother’s cap I spy!
Hurrah for the fun! Is the pudding done?
Hurrah for the pumpkin pie!

30 thoughts on “Please, just say HI! And, What is Your favorite Poetry for Mondays…Tues.. Wed…”

  1. Hi! Wouldn’t what to upset the fairies. Sorry I can’t leave a poem, I can barely manage prose and have trouble even reading poetry, but enjoyed traveling over the bridge with you. I am not sure where my icon will take you, I have tried to build a real thicket around myself.

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    1. Yes, thickets are protective and supportive and yes, I do understand why you would want that. Mine are up too, you just can’t see them…. I will try not to get too scratched while visiting your fortress…

      Pleasure chatting Ludwig

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    1. Hi glenncogar, shouldn’t that be written with a capital “G” in glenncogar? Just fooling with you…LOL. :-). THANK YOU for telling me that I made your Monday brighter because when you told me this, then it made mine beam too! Thank you. Have a wonderful day! or Night where ever you are in the world… Make it good. ❤

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  4. And, one of my all time favorites:

    “That though the radiance which was once so bright be now forever taken from my sight. Though nothing can bring back the hour of splendor in the grass, glory in the flower. We will grieve not, rather find strength in what remains behind.”
    William Wordsworth

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  5. Another poem for a Monday,

    “Without contraries is no progression. Attraction and repulsion, reason and energy, love and hate, are necessary to human existence.”

    William Blake

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  7. Hi Bonnie, My Feb27th answer to the prompt was this:
    Remember me with kindness
    Send a prayer down my way
    To light the coming darkness
    When I will be no more
    Will exist in only memories
    Of those to whom I am close

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    1. Thank you, this is a lovely prompt to start a week off. It is deep and seems that you are walking a lonesome path right now. Or, is this your favorite poem…? It took a moment to comprehend what it possibly could mean to you and how I should approach it. I pray all is well with you, and may non of us have to walk alone when taking our final launch… Very deep and thoughtful poem. Thank you for sharing… By the way, did you write this?

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        1. The best to you and I pray that all will go well and as you are hoping for… Keep writing along your path. Poetry maybe your best voice along the way. It will tell your story. Godspeed.

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  9. Hi!

    Here’s one of my favorite poems:

    This Is Just To Say
    by William Carlos Williams, 1883 – 1963

    I have eaten
    the plums
    that were in
    the icebox

    and which
    you were probably
    saving
    for breakfast

    Forgive me
    they were delicious
    so sweet
    and so cold

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    1. Thank you Sharon for posting one of your favorite poems. After reading it, I wondered if you were guilty (lol) of eating the “plums?” Thank you again for sharing. Poetry triggers our subconscious,do you agree?

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    1. Well, it is so nice that you came for a visit. Thank you. Would you care for some tea and crumpets? Please, sit down in the comfy velvet green chair with the lion’s clawed feet. Yes, it’s the one with the pink fringe. Welcome to the gypsy room… How’s you tea, dear? Would you like sugar in cream with your Lady Grey Tea?

      Smile smiles, thanks for stopping by and saying hello !

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      1. Façade

        Emotions swelling inside
        Like a newly formed blister
        Memories triggered
        Old pains remembered
        Fighting to be let out
        Straining to be composed
        Won’t let it out-of-control
        Breaking down the doors
        Rage engulfing deep within
        Fear clinging on every nerve
        Fraying with each decision
        Walking against the wind
        Swimming against the current
        To escape the past
        Hiding behind the façade
        This mirage in my personal desert
        Boiling my blood
        Eating like acid in my mind
        Corroding that which was I

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