Lapis Lazuli

LAPIS LAZULI

The blue of lapis lazuli on a good friend's window-sill,

Waiting until the sun comes beaming through.

Waiting to form deep shadows on the fruit baskets below,

Adding the subtle mystery of blue.

This is the home of travelers to all parts of the earth;

In native markets they were pleased to buy

Many a quaint memento to bring home and enjoy.

And here we see their lapis lazuli.
If this colour were to be paler it would simply fade away,
Darker it would surely dominate,
But this shade is perfection and gives me peace of mind.
And something lovely I can contemplate.

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Sunnies

MELLOW YELLOW MONDAY

SUNNIES

We were sitting in the car

And he turned to me and smiled

And there was nothing sunnier

Than the smile of that small child.

The sun was shining brightly

With it's usual yellow flames,

And Blake was wearing his sunnies

With the golden yellow frames.

But the yellow that was in fashion,

The very latest style,

Was the gold of the warmth that beamed on me

When Blake turned with a smile.

*

A smile that was very important to me here:

http://rinklyrimes.blogspot.com/2008/10/176-knack.html

See tomorrow's blog for information about a light opera.

Turn Over a New Leaf

Alyssa Milano

SUNDAY SCRIBBLINGS

TURN OVER A NEW LEAF!

Vegetarians! State your case!

Greenery to the fore!

Here's a dress made up of leaves

Sweeping to the floor.

They look like cabbage leaves to me,

Wonderfully uniform,

And clinging very charmingly

To a most curvaceous form.

So if you're turning over leaves

(And some are good to eat)

Become a vegetarian

And give up eating meat!

*

Stars!

STARS!

Harry's drawn his family with belly-button stars!

Maybe we're descended from the creatures up on Mars!

Every one of us is fat as a little butter-ball!

And Harry is the greatest STAR! The brightest of us all!

*

More childish antics here:

http://rinklyrimes.blogspot.com/2009/07/balloon-bonanza.html

Browsing

THE MONOCHROME WEEKEND

http://www.aileni.net/index.html

BROWSING

It seems that modern life allows

Little time for us to browse.

Old-time book-shops disappear

And they had such great atmosphere!

The smell of ancient printed pages

Comes to us from down the ages.

And it's absolutely vital

That we find that special title.

"What is this life if, full of care,"

Book-shops just stop being there?

*

A touch of the Agathas here:

http://rinklyrimes.blogspot.com/2009/06/denouement.html

Trampolining!

CARRY ON TUESDAY

http://carryontuesday.blogspot.com/2010/01/blog-post.html

 

The first line, in blue, is taken from the poet Ella Wheeler Wilcox.

TRAMPOLINING!

We laugh, we weep, we  hope, we fear!
Trampolining! Like last year!
One second down! Then up we go!
But now we're old at least we know
That just as night will follow day
Life will always work this way.
When I was young and I felt down
All creation seemed to frown.
'This is the end' I used to sigh;
'I'm a failure! Life, goodbye!'
If Cupid ever turned his back
I wore eternal mourning black.
Conversely, if I won a race
Or someone liked my youthful face
I'd feel quite certain I was winning.
A life of triumph was beginning!
I was the greatest. I was best.
Head and shoulders above the rest.
And so I sort of bounced through life,
Up for joy and down for strife.
But old age has its compensations;
(I write this for younger generations.)
'Win some, lose some' becomes the creed;
Very useful words indeed.
O.K. I never soar to heights
Experiencing wild delights.
But neither do I spiral down
Feeling a blackguard or a clown.
You'd say I'm on an even keel;
A comfortable way to feel.
With caution I'm still trampolining.
(Life's variety gives it meaning.)
But each leap is a little hop;
Not far to fall each time I drop!
The young may scoff, they like to leap,
Reach the sun, fall in a heap.
But I have found serenity.
'Win some, lose some', that's for me.

*

 

More introspection here:

http://rinklyrimes.blogspot.com/2008/10/176-knack.html

 

 

Sunday Diary

BRY ANTICS

January 3rd

Another very uneventful week. Australia almost goes into hibernation in January. It's only in February that the normal activities start up again, and most people view January as a time to get 'sorted'. At least, I do. I've been attacking kitchen cupboards this week, and trying to get the 2010 'Melodrama 'dates sorted out. Nothing exciting, but very satisfying. I'd like to say I was part of the New Year revelry, but that would not be the case. Friends we normally visit every New Year decided to have a New Year At-Home Day instead, so we merely minded Rebecca's dog, while her family went to a firework display, and  I went to bed at the normal time! I'm definitely getting old! A Happy new Year to all, anyway.

I believe it was spectacular.

The week leading up to the New Year was quiet, although I spent quite a lot of time with the boys and that's always a pleasure (definitely not 'quiet' though.) We had a lot of rain during that week so there were quite a few indoor pursuits. Some time was spent playing with Xmas-present games.

Max tried-out his new scooter.

Greg's boys are very lively!

New Years Day was our only 'party' day this week. We called in at Vera and Angus's Open House and had a very pleasant time.

Vera is a great Hostess

Here she is with two of her guests, Mavis and Dorothy.

Till next week,

Brenda