Aunt Jan crocheted more afghans
Than my little hands could count.
A lady I called Nana
Taught me all the ins and outs.
And from a science teacher,
I quickly learned to knit.
But weaving suits me best of all,
A natural knotting fit!
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A Quadrille for
Aunt Jan crocheted more afghans
Than my little hands could count.
A lady I called Nana
Taught me all the ins and outs.
And from a science teacher,
I quickly learned to knit.
But weaving suits me best of all,
A natural knotting fit!
—
A Quadrille for
Download “Mantle So Green” Mp3
You may be familiar with this 19th-century Irish tune, “Mantle So Green.” Perhaps you’ve heard Sinead O’Connor’s recording. It’s a song about a woman remaining faithful to her beloved, who went off to fight in a British war.
This is a popular Celtic harp tune, and today I’m playing lyre (mine sounds like a harp), with alto recorder and viola rounding out the session, as it were.
I hope you enjoy this arrangement!
This is a prayer hymn that was written for, and is often still sung at Christian wedding ceremonies. Dorothy F. Gurney wrote the lyrics in 1883 for her sister’s wedding. In 1889 Joseph Barnby composed the melody most commonly heard today.
I hope you enjoy this beautiful hymn played on Oriole (soprano) recorder and lyre! Apologies for the sneezes in the background! You know what they say: “In sickness and in health…”
We pray for change to come… and fast!
We wait and wait for pain to pass.
We try and try until, at last,
We rest, resigned, to what we have.
Then, swiftly changes break like Spring!
Now, what to do with these new things?!
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A Quadrille in response to Sarah’s prompt at
DVerse.
Is Nature a fool?
No! With a head for business,
She works for the Good!
—
Written for Ronovan’s Haiku challenge of fool and head at:
If you won’t listen,
Then why even ask questions?
To hear yourself talk?
Come with me now! It’s time to start!
Don’t hesitate! Just take a chance
And join life’s never-ending dance–
One step onto your path of art!
You have a purpose and a part
To play upon the grandest stage.
You are a book, an author’s page!
And yet you write the story told;
You play the part as you unfold.
It’s now your time, your place, your age!
—
Written for
Ronovan Writes Décima Poetry Challenge Prompt No. 47: (START) in the A rhyme line.
This is a companion poem to
How Perfect?
When we don’t understand our mechanics,
Our reaction is worry and panic!
We can learn all the facts,
Yet feel hurt by the lack
Of compassion that others have granted!
How perfect do we need to be
To share the yearning in our hearts?
If we don’t give, we can’t receive…
How perfect do we need to be?
A life expert? There’s no such thing!
So do not cower! Play your part!
How perfect do we need to be
To share the yearning in our hearts?
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A Triolet written for
#Threethingschallenge #523.
You admonish me,
taking me in hand to change
how I play the game.
How I play the game,
you believe, is wrong because
it displeases you.
It displeases you,
and we will never be close–
admonish yourself!
—
Written for
#Threethingschallenge #524.
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