Friday, July 31, 2009

from a student

"87% of all statistics are made up."

-- Daniel Fiore

In response to an inquiry regarding copyright

Of course of course Michael, you can use it as you please, But there are a few legal stipulations. Please read the fine print:

*The above forewording may not be recreated, re-represented, and/or relicensed in a manner that does not directly institute one of the following motives of republication: Wooing and/or poetic impression upon susceptible female parties, being presented as evidence in a casual or formal debate upon whether one party has indeed been bestowed with the divine talent of literal expression, or insertion into a verse of one's own at a location where it would fit better than pair of fresh nikes on a gypsy's foot.*

Thursday, July 30, 2009


Briefly It Enters, and Briefly It Speaks

by Jane Kenyon

I am blossom pressed in a book,
found again after two hundred years...

I am the maker, the lover, and the keeper...

When the young girl who starves
sits down to a table
she will sit beside me...

I am the food on the prisoner's plate...

I am water rushing to the wellhead,
filling the pitcher until it spills...

I am the patient gardener
of the dry and weedy garden...

I am the stone step,
the latch, and the working hinge...

I am the heart contracted by joy...
the longest hair, white
before the rest...

I am there in the basket of fruit
presented to the widow...

I am the musk rose opening
unattended, the fern on the boggy summit...

I am the one whose love
overcomes you, already with you
when you think to call my name...


First the doctor told me the good news: I was going to have a disease named after me.

-- Steve Martin

Wednesday, July 29, 2009

A story for and from any rambling boys abound

(from a windy mountaintop in Conemarra)

During my restful homebound days, I paint the road abroad
a green of grasses fences divide
some sheen of unattained...
let the tongue of travel unravel, let me crawl from this mouth of rest
eager to pave a road of love with bricks of lust I am sure
through dark desert, over mountains I will pace,
I will make it to the mirage, that novel glisten that miles could not distance.
but on arrival it seems that these hedonistic wings have fanned
flames to embers and drooled hot coals to cool.
So beware when feeding the rambling soul, rambling man beware
don't go digging graves and forgo gold for glistens in the distance
know that some mirages melt in hands, are only candy for the soul
learn to moderate a lustful binge, dont go dulling eyes familiar.
because that thirsty tickle
might turn to a numb rub
and at last a callous separates you from the touch that you once loved.

- Ev

Don't let the reflective verse give the wrong imdpression, I am having a great time!!

Tuesday, July 28, 2009

New Beginings

"It is not death that a man should fear, but he should fear never beginning to live."
-- Marcus Aelius Aurelius

"All great deeds and all great thoughts have a ridiculous beginning."
-- Albert Camus

"Small opportunities are often the beginning of great enterprises."
-- Demosthenes

"'Where shall I begin, please your Majesty?' he asked. 'Begin at the beginning,' the King said, gravely, 'and go on till you come to the end: then stop.'"
-- Lewis Carroll


"The worst of work nowadays is what happens to people when they cease to work."
-- Gilbert K. Chesterton

"Don't think of retiring from the world until the world will be sorry that you retire."
-- Samuel Johnson

"Fear no more the heat o the sun, nor the furious winter's rages. Thou thy worldly task hast done, home art gone and taken thy wages."
-- William Shakespeare

"It is better to live rich than to die rich."
-- Samuel Johnson

"You can be young without money but you can’t be old without it."
-- Tennessee Williams


Ah, when to the heart of man
Was it ever less than a treason
To go with the drift of things,
To yield with a grace to reason,
And bow and accept the end
Of a love or a season?

__ Rober Frost

Saturday, July 25, 2009

Novena to St Gerard Majella

Recite this prayer for nine days to the Patron of expecting mothers.

Almighty and Eternal God,
we thank you for the gift of St.Gerard
and the example of his life.
Because St. Gerard always had complete faith and trust in you,
you blessed him with great powers of help and healing.
Through him, you showed your loving concern
for all those who suffered or were in need.
You never failed to hear his prayer on their behalf.
Today, through St. Gerard's powerful intercession,
you continue to show your love
for all those who place their trust in you.
And so, Father, full of faith and confidence,
and in thanksgiving for all the wonderful things
you have done for us,
we place ourselves before you today.
Through the intercession of St. Gerard,
hear our prayers and petitions,
and if it is your holy will,
grant them.


Friday, July 24, 2009

A letter home from an Irish son

"Mother, father, brother,
All is well with me
and I write to remind you if
ever your homebound hearts
envy my youthfully spontaneous
longitudinal disparity, Keep in mind
this path of mine has cut not across
a place so fine as the stead
where you now pass the time.
There's no place like home

Posted for the family so that all may enjoy it's richness

a poem for today

i thank you God for this amazing day by e.e. cummings

i thank you God for most this amazing
day:for the leaping greenly spirits of trees
and a blue true dream of sky;and for everything
which is natural which is infinite which is yes

(i who have died am alive again today,
and this is the sun's birthday;this is the birth
day of life and love and wings:and of the gay
great happening illimitably earth)

how should tasting touching hearing seeing
breathing any-lifted from the no
of all nothing-human merely being
doubt unimaginable You?

(now the ears of my ears awake and
now the eyes of my eyes are opened)

Thursday, July 23, 2009

Bilingual-Bible Study

Puedo hacer todo a través de él que me dé fuerza.
(I can do everything through Him who strengthens me.)
Philippians 4:13

Un hombre no vive en el pan solamente.
(Man doth not live on bread alone)
Deuteronomy 8:3


"When you do dance, I wish you
A wave o' th' sea, that you might ever do
Nothing but that."

Shakespeare ...The Winter's Tale

Comment: If you don't then do! If you can't then find one who can. If you try you do not fail.

Wednesday, July 22, 2009

A warning label needed

"No sooner met but they looked;
No sooner looked but they loved;
No sooner loved but they sighed;
No sooner signed but they asked one another the reason;
No sooner knew the reason but they sought the remedy;
And in these degrees have they made a pair of stairs to marriage."

William Shakespeare, As Your Like It

Tuesday, July 21, 2009

The worth of a spouse

Is not held in pounds Sterling,
Is not scaled in earthly stores,
Is not ledgered in labor saved.

Is a welcomed caress,
Is a healing word,
Is faithfulness that does not wane.


Disclaimer: The author is not responsible nor will he indemnify any and all liabilities for a reader's encounter with an angry "significant other" now or any time in the future.


"Age is an issue of mind over matter. If you don't mind, it doesn't matter."

Mark Twain

Sunday, July 19, 2009

summer contemplation

golden sunrays casting long shadows on the ground,
come back tomorrow,
I will kiss you with golden ray of my heart,
your dance is beautiful,
you make things spin,
all minutes matter,
how greatful am I for You.


A thought

"There are no short cuts to any place worth going."
Beverly Sills

Saturday, July 18, 2009

Prayer During Pregnancy

"Through morning sickness,
Deliver this child in good health to me.

Through mood swings,
Deliver this child in good health to me.

Through added pounds,
Deliver this child in good health to me.

Through swelling ankles,
Deliver this child in good health to me.

Through heartburn,
Deliver this child in good health to me.

Through unknown fears,
Deliver this child in good health to me.

Through labor pains,
Deliver this child in good health to me."

Patricia Hauze

Friday, July 17, 2009

Anthem ~ Leonard Cohen

Ring the bells that still can ring,
Forget your perfect offering,
There is a crack in everything,
That’s how the light gets in...

Thursday, July 16, 2009

An Irish Prayer

"May God give you...
For every storm, a rainbow,
For every tear, a smile,
For every care, a promise,
And a blessing in each trial.
For every problem life sends,
A faithful friend to share,
For every sigh, a sweet song,
And an answer for each prayer."


Wednesday, July 15, 2009

A warm notion

"Everytime you smile at someone, it is an action of love, a gift to that person, a beautiful thing."

Mother Teresa

Tuesday, July 14, 2009

A Thought for the future

"The good we gather today will provide a smile tomorrow."


Thought for the day

"Do not anticipate trouble, or worry about what may never happen. Keep in the sunlight."

Benjamin Franklin

Monday, July 13, 2009

The Blessings of July

Warm nights,
Sunny days,
Blue sky with patches of white,
The fawn loses it's spots,
Butterflies are endless in sight,
The garden and orchards bear fresh rewards,
The children's play is intense,
Pinics abound,
The campers are in the woods,
Families live outside,
Young love has a start.


Saturday, July 11, 2009

We wait in joy

For your word,
we wait with joy.

For your presence,
we wait with joy.

In our conscious,
we wait with joy.

You are joy.



Friday, July 10, 2009

From Bonnie

Like to share something by ANAIS NIN

"Each friend represents a world in us, a world possible not born until they arrive, and it is only by this meeting that a new world is born."

To live longer?

A poll of the most senior citizens showed that diet and exercise was not common to long life, i.e. health. The dominate theme of long living was the continuation of enjoying the things of youth.

This is a very simple goal. It also permits no time for worry.

Thursday, July 9, 2009

Famous comments on the irish

"We have always found the Irish a bit odd. They refuse to be English."
- Winston Churchill

Wednesday, July 8, 2009

Today's run

I am going to run out an old railroad spur for some eight (8) miles today. The line was placed there for use in the local coal digs. Those mines have not been used for fifty (50) years or more.

There had been a great many underground cuts created well before the turn of the century. Too many shaft locations were never reoorded or lost. There's coal left below the surface but it's too dangerous to mine!

Nature has over grown the land and uses the stilled path for her own needs. Lots of undisturbed wilderness is to be enjoyed by the adventurer.

One can't help reall the earliest time in the old coal fields. Just a small pile of coal dust may be found where once great steam locamotives and heavy shovels roared around the clock.

Maybe a ghost or two is about the place? No one has camped there as long as I can recall.

Our country was built on such labor. Coal from these fields was used in the production of weapons during the Civil War. It is a place of honor.

Great fun ahead!


Tuesday, July 7, 2009

Little boy with globes of play

Little boys of playing age will upon encountering a ball in any size begin to play. They will kick, hit, throw, and chase with delight any sphere presented.

Their enthusiasm for such sport is universal and needs no introduction or instruction save that for safety’s sake. Hence the call arises from the mother to “Take that thing outside!”

The intensity of play is increased exponentially by adding a second boy into the contest. Indeed, want neither of food nor drink will assuage the frantic pace of struggle to control the ball away from another contestant.

Passing time or failing sunlight will not affect the small boys’ intent. The ball dominates, possesses, and owns the children’s life.

Only the mother’s persistent concern over damage from dehydration and starvation will end the boy’s game with the ball. Excessive sweat, thirst, and exhaustion are part of the small boy’s reward. His early retirement to slumber is the mother’s gain.


Dedicated to my big sons who yet play with orbs of sport.

Three Fawns

Three fawns emerge from wooded lay,
On to open pasture to romp and play.

Stopping in seize heads lift to peek,
Source of fresh sound and image seek.

Newly born senses shorten the look,
Allows my check to be closer took.

With peace and joy the three behave,
Until beauteous mother enters to save.

Dashing full flight from off the floor,
Into the thicket all to be seen no more.

A part of such misadventures lend,
To old eyes delight of share in pretend.


Dedicated to those elderly woodsmen who may follow the deer no more.

Monday, July 6, 2009

A caution to those of us who pray

Prayers we send to God in suplication, e.g. "God send me XYZ to end this need" may actually be answered with a WTZ. Thus God offers us His covenant.

Take care least we offen God by refusing His choice as not the XYZ of our request.

If we pray then we believe,
we trust,
and we must accept.



Thursday, July 2, 2009

Tír na nÓg

The Gaelic name for Ireland that translates into English as the Land of the Eternal Youth or the Land of the Ever-Young.

Irish eyes are smiling.

More Independence Day Stuff

There are only six (6) or so WWI vets alive around the world today.

My mother's uncle serve in the US Army in WWI as a medic in a hospital in France. He never saw a trench or any combat. He lived to be over 100 years old.

Thanks to all those who served!


Wednesday, July 1, 2009

The 4th of July

I hope everyone will celebrate this day in some way and say thanks to all who struggled and struggle for our Independence.

My father served with Patton's 3rd army in WWII. He was wounded. Dad is gone now but this day he is recalled as the young boy who lied about his age and went to war at age 15!

My son's favorite holiday..."because there are fire works and I don't have to buy anyone a present."

A best present may come in the form of a family visit!