I've ideas that I hold dear to me And have come to believe That they were planted in my soul Before I learned to breathe
For tho my outer casing's changed My heart beats much the same Yet some may find me awkard With thoughts serene or lame
For I've no lust for battle Nor status do I seek For me a day of silence Is sweeter than complete
And often judged as lacking For all I do not say Within my soul I cherish all That came.....to always.....stay
The outside cannot change me My years have shown this true Such outcome of this life of mine Will show all that is due
And if what I've held dear to me Remains throughout my length The ideas planted long ago Where there........to give........me strength
pax a 6/28/06
It is my belief in the goodness of cookies, that has lead me thru these times of anguish and tribulations, and deep in my heart, I know Ogre Ed, realizes the error of his gluttonous appetites, and some day, will listen to his inner voice.......gain strength........and let the cookies live! No one is beyond redemtion....Cookieville is the land of second chances, the land of freedom for all, where Cookies and Human can live in equality and harmony............It's the sweetest receipe for all ingrediants involved.......Ogre Ed.......we believe in YOU
So true! All the things I loved as a little girl still nurture my soul. This beauty is so peaceful, Anita and shows your quiet strength. I find your overtures for peace commendable. Alas, the Ogre seems unable to give up his addiction. Maybe we need an expert on conflict resolution to find the middle ground. What say fruitcake, lol?
Immense burst of passion and well being coming out of this write that you share so willingly with us. Your knowledge and advice is sage and wise and I love to read your works.
You are so clever if Ed can do it so can you, write a poem and just put a tag on the end about cookies which will have to make the ogre show his hand;-)Queen A Pax you are da lady! you rule kookieville (and who knows what else;-)
This is a beautiful, serene poem, Anita. I love to kick back in the quiet also. I rarely turn on the radio or television...well I turn on the television so that I will fall asleep, but that is about it. When I moved to New Mexico it was with the intent that I would spend time with myself and remove myself from the rat-race. I have done a pretty good job of doing it too. Alone is never the same thing as lonely and my alone time is my most precious time. I wonder if Ogre Ed could get used to eating just the dead, burned cookies. If he could, perhaps a compromise can be made. If he isn't killing the cookie souls of the living cookies, we could sort of refer to Ed as the Mean-Ogre Recycling Machine. Ashes to ashes and all. Happy 4th of July.
Take care,
Sherry
Our current President once proclaimed that he thought 'Fish and Mankind could peacefully co-exist.' And I guess a cookie ogre and an evil queen could peacefully co-exist, if you allow me to continue eating my cookies - if not, Let the War Rage ON!!!!
PS I was peacefully relaxing, enjoying my Independence Day, devouring dozens of cookies, when one of my hellish hounds alerted me to your comments. Back to the cookies - Dunk, Chomp, Slurp, and BUUUUURP...
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Seeing or not hearing is believing..lol
Fee
I have the distinct feeling that Ogre Ed will repsond favorably to your overtures for a Cookie Truce...I can see where you are coming from...LOLS
All that work slaving over a hot stove every day, would drive anyone to distraction..:)
Your poetry like your admirable baking, is most edifying and food for the soul...
Peter
Take care,
Sherry
Way to lay down the reigning Spatula, my good Queen!
Happy Independence Day - and to your son, please!
love&prayers, rhonda
Happy Fourth of July to an Independent Woman.
Susan
PS I was peacefully relaxing, enjoying my Independence Day, devouring dozens of cookies, when one of my hellish hounds alerted me to your comments. Back to the cookies - Dunk, Chomp, Slurp, and BUUUUURP...