tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30965985578033783992024-03-05T17:32:18.538-08:00I'd Like To SayJudy Roneyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05439992575221937268noreply@blogger.comBlogger488125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3096598557803378399.post-69393265018342821072014-03-09T16:31:00.001-07:002014-03-09T16:32:25.993-07:00Inheritance<br />
<br />
She left him money, not much<br />
but enough<br />
to get something special<br />
from her to him<br />
<br />
First he split the money<br />
with his wife.<br />
He knew she loved<br />
his mom, too,<br />
and because<br />
that‘s the way he was.<br />
<br />
He took the rest<br />
and purchased<br />
an overstuffed<br />
leather recliner.<br />
<br />
Why?<br />
Why a recliner I asked him.<br />
His reply?<br />
<br />
Every time I sit,<br />
I’ll feel her arms<br />
around me<br />
as if she were a huge<br />
old stuffed recliner<br />
bringing me comfort<br />
after a rough day.Judy Roneyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05439992575221937268noreply@blogger.com18tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3096598557803378399.post-64497764870315143042014-02-24T03:53:00.002-08:002014-02-24T03:54:15.466-08:00Green Life<br />
<br />
<br />
Sallow green,<br />
tummy churns<br />
hold it all in<br />
what ever it is<br />
until I can unload.<br />
<br />
Oh, I’ve felt this before<br />
felt the color of revolt<br />
when combining<br />
sugar, wheat,<br />
and diet cokes.Judy Roneyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05439992575221937268noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3096598557803378399.post-36184637273545929122014-02-12T15:10:00.000-08:002014-02-24T04:30:41.387-08:00Holder of the Universe<br />
<br />
<br />
My job is to hold up the universe<br />
That surrounds me. The heft<br />
Is greatest on overcast days<br />
Or when someone hurts<br />
Me or a loved one. The sunlight<br />
Helps but not as much as a kind,<br />
Weightless word.Judy Roneyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05439992575221937268noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3096598557803378399.post-77998434547533691762014-02-12T15:00:00.000-08:002014-02-12T15:00:25.510-08:00Ready to Wear Red<br />
<br />
<br />
Dim memories<br />
of a knock down dead<br />
satin red dress<br />
fitted with curvy bodice,<br />
and size sleek waist. No<br />
<br />
self consciousness<br />
in the wearing. It was part<br />
of me. I’m thankful<br />
<br />
for the memory<br />
of me in a red dress.<br />
I must have been twelve.<br />
Judy Roneyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05439992575221937268noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3096598557803378399.post-17225428257866411142014-02-11T04:38:00.000-08:002014-02-11T04:38:11.849-08:00Between Two and Four<br />
<br />
<br />
I disappear around two p.m.<br />
Down time<br />
is a stretch of time after<br />
work out, errands, meetings,<br />
writing, painting, lunch.<br />
Then I fade to a beige caramel<br />
melting…into the color of my walls.<br />
No one can reach me -<br />
I am gone. My eyes<br />
flicker, heart begins to beat<br />
again - first signs I’m coming back.<br />
I revive, become alive after<br />
four. I‘m ready…<br />
Judy Roneyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05439992575221937268noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3096598557803378399.post-52529697446161775392014-02-02T06:12:00.000-08:002014-02-02T19:39:57.916-08:00Snow White<br />
<br />
<br />
Architectural bodies<br />
gather, float to show<br />
what is perfection in form<br />
and motion. Soft silhouettes<br />
pirouette on the mountainous<br />
terrain like ballerinas.<br />
<br />
All that is beauty<br />
drifts, builds<br />
to a crescendo<br />
until all the world<br />
is cleansed in the purity<br />
of white flakes.<br />
<br />
The winter sun<br />
appears as if on cue,<br />
spotlights them all<br />
and they are transformed<br />
to a dazzling diamond<br />
radiance. What a performance.<br />
What a show of beauty<br />
and grace. Bravo!Judy Roneyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05439992575221937268noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3096598557803378399.post-75907055127629771522014-01-26T05:24:00.000-08:002014-01-26T05:24:21.287-08:00Signs<br />
<br />
<br />
The charcoal clouds are pregnant<br />
with rain and distress.<br />
The chilled breeze foretells<br />
a day of unrest.<br />
Witches-hair<br />
moss sways<br />
from live oaks<br />
that knarl their way<br />
upward. I watch<br />
as leaves scatter.<br />
The world becomes<br />
silent except for the sound<br />
of shaking, breaking<br />
trees and whistles<br />
of warning from<br />
the wind. It’s time.<br />
Judy Roneyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05439992575221937268noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3096598557803378399.post-25165991605811515602014-01-24T17:13:00.001-08:002014-01-24T17:13:25.799-08:00Verde Eyes<br />
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br /></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
Discern intent</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
beyond</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
veiled words.</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br /></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
Garner sacred</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
truths</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
in the mundane.</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br /></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
See connections</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
unrevealed</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
to others.</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br /></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
Verde eyes,</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
see me</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
as I am.</div>
Judy Roneyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05439992575221937268noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3096598557803378399.post-79628950463369902262014-01-06T17:26:00.002-08:002014-01-06T17:26:55.432-08:00One Year<br />
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br /></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
This year looks much like</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
last year. Blank
slate, pen</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
in my hand, resolute, intent</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
for a personal best.</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br /></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
Two thousand fourteen.</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
The only one I’m given.</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
One glorious year </div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
to orchestrate, </div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
then await</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
my fate.</div>
Judy Roneyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05439992575221937268noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3096598557803378399.post-4993918474473396052014-01-03T06:44:00.000-08:002014-01-03T06:44:00.002-08:00One<br />
<br />
<br />
First day of a clean slate<br />
blank pages, new opportunities<br />
to make or break what comes<br />
of the next<br />
three hundred and sixty-four. <br />
Our choices and fate intertwine.<br />
I try to stack the deck<br />
with good choices and resolution.<br />
Judy Roneyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05439992575221937268noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3096598557803378399.post-79488626110702530092014-01-02T15:48:00.002-08:002014-01-02T16:11:25.629-08:00No Constraints<br />
<br />
She’s a born artist.<br />
Dali with a twist.<br />
Of all the gifts she’ll choose paints,<br />
or colored pencils,<br />
these are essential.<br />
Finished product - no constraints.<br />
<br />
<br />
Complimentary.<br />
Colors sensory.<br />
Without being taught to see,<br />
she knows form and line,<br />
loses herself in time,<br />
even though she’s only three.<br />
<br />
(The Alouette<br />
consists of two or more stanzas of 6 lines each, with the following set rules:<br />
Meter: 5, 5, 7, 5, 5, 7<br />
Rhyme Scheme: a, a, b, c, c, b)Judy Roneyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05439992575221937268noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3096598557803378399.post-9385618899336332592014-01-01T13:42:00.000-08:002014-01-01T13:43:33.014-08:00Weird<br />
<br />
<br />
Today is an overcast day.<br />
Chilly, didn’t make it out<br />
of the sixties. The witches hair<br />
moss sways<br />
from the trees surrounding me.<br />
For the first time<br />
I see the scene<br />
as my visitors do.Judy Roneyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05439992575221937268noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3096598557803378399.post-70531397476059467412013-03-02T05:26:00.004-08:002013-06-23T18:16:01.118-07:00Decisions, Decisions<br />
<div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;">
<span style="font-family: Calibri;"></span> </div>
<span style="font-family: Calibri;">Weigh and
research,</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Calibri;">set up
through the night,</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Calibri;">feel fire
consume gut,</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Calibri;">headache constant
companion. </span><br />
<br />
<div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;">
<span style="font-family: Calibri;">Conclusion: Decisions <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>made</span></div>
<span style="font-family: Calibri;">without much
thought</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Calibri;">turned out well</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Calibri","sans-serif"; font-size: 11pt; line-height: 115%; mso-ansi-language: EN-US; mso-ascii-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-bidi-language: AR-SA; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-bidi; mso-fareast-font-family: Calibri; mso-fareast-language: EN-US; mso-fareast-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-hansi-theme-font: minor-latin;">at least half the<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>time.</span>Judy Roneyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05439992575221937268noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3096598557803378399.post-43115641836156009892013-03-01T17:23:00.003-08:002013-03-01T17:24:17.636-08:00Rubáiyát<br />
<div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0in 0in 0pt;">
<b><i><span lang="EN" style="color: #666666; font-family: "Georgia","serif"; font-size: 12pt; mso-ansi-language: EN; mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";"><o:p></o:p></span></i></b> </div>
<span style="font-size: 12pt;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">If I were to write a rubaiyat<o:p></o:p></span></span><br />
<span style="font-size: 12pt;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">what would be my first thought?<o:p></o:p></span></span><br />
<span style="font-size: 12pt;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">I’ve never heard of this form before,<o:p></o:p></span></span><br />
<span style="font-size: 12pt;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">certainly I was never taught.<o:p></o:p></span></span><br />
<br />
<div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0in 0in 0pt;">
<span style="font-size: 12pt;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">I’d sit down right here, <o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
t<span style="font-size: 12pt;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">ell myself <i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">no fear,</i></span></span><br />
<span style="font-size: 12pt;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">write to the form, then rearrange,<o:p></o:p></span></span><br />
<span style="font-size: 12pt;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">that’s right, now get it in gear!<o:p></o:p></span></span>Judy Roneyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05439992575221937268noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3096598557803378399.post-9912637855269142652013-02-28T05:43:00.003-08:002013-03-01T04:31:05.939-08:00Four A.M.<br />
Alone in the bathroom at 4 a.m.<br />
I sit with the toilet seat down.<br />
Try to think of nothing,<br />
then something<br />
benign. Try to dry the tears <br />
from their source<br />
by wishing, praying,<br />
sop up the ones outside. <br />
Cover my mouth <br />
so sobs won't explode into<br />
quiet house sounds;<br />
ticking clock,<br />
guest's cough<br />
husband snores<br />
serenade my madness.<br />
I can get up in another hour<br />
off the toilet, out the door.<br />
to begin the daytime noises;<br />
clacking at the computer keys,<br />
coffee brewing, teeth brushing,<br />
rushing to start the day.<br />
<br />
<br />
*Take a line from another poet's work and write a new poem using that line.<br />
<br />
From Mary Rosenthal Mansfield's "Three Minute Wait." (Alone in the bathroom at 4 a.m.)Judy Roneyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05439992575221937268noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3096598557803378399.post-80619087033373929552013-02-24T16:45:00.000-08:002013-02-24T16:45:21.385-08:00It's Sunday
<br />
<div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0in 0in 0pt;">
<span style="font-size: 12pt;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">He speaks.<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
<span style="font-size: 12pt;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">We listen.<o:p></o:p></span></span><br />
<span style="font-size: 12pt;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">Try to interpret<o:p></o:p></span></span><br />
<span style="font-size: 12pt;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">his broken English.<o:p></o:p></span></span><br />
<br />
<div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0in 0in 0pt;">
<span style="font-size: 12pt;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">The congregation <o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
<span style="font-size: 12pt;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">becomes my conspirator.<o:p></o:p></span></span><br />
<span style="font-size: 12pt;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">We kneel, recite, sing, <o:p></o:p></span></span><br />
<span style="font-size: 12pt;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">pretend to understand,<o:p></o:p></span></span><br />
<span style="font-size: 12pt;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">respond when we think it’s right.<o:p></o:p></span></span><br />
<br />
<div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0in 0in 0pt;">
<span style="font-size: 12pt;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">What do I get from this?<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
<span style="font-size: 12pt;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">Why do I keep going?<o:p></o:p></span></span><br />
<br />
<div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0in 0in 0pt;">
<span style="font-size: 12pt;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">It’s what I do<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
<span style="font-size: 12pt;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">on Sundays<o:p></o:p></span></span><br />
<span style="font-size: 12pt;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">It’s Sunday again.<o:p></o:p></span></span><br />
Judy Roneyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05439992575221937268noreply@blogger.com10tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3096598557803378399.post-74864551647965565012013-02-21T05:00:00.000-08:002013-02-21T05:19:39.231-08:00Home<br />
<div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;">
<span style="font-size: 14pt; line-height: 115%;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;"><o:p></o:p></span></span> </div>
<br />
<div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;">
<span style="font-size: 14pt; line-height: 115%;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">Sanctuary, four walls or more.<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
<span style="font-size: 14pt; line-height: 115%;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">Scent of candles, low light.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span></span></span><br />
<span style="font-size: 14pt; line-height: 115%;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">Encapsulate nature, continuation<o:p></o:p></span></span><br />
<span style="font-size: 14pt; line-height: 115%;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">of home.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Palm trees catch every breeze,<o:p></o:p></span></span><br />
<span style="font-size: 14pt; line-height: 115%;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">soft seats for writing and thinking,<o:p></o:p></span></span><br />
<span style="font-size: 14pt; line-height: 115%;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">oaks sturdy and magnificent overhead,<o:p></o:p></span></span><br />
<span style="font-size: 14pt; line-height: 115%;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">native grasses, fire pit lined by
boulders,<o:p></o:p></span></span><br />
<span style="font-size: 14pt; line-height: 115%;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">natural seating from storm<o:p></o:p></span></span><br />
<span style="font-size: 14pt; line-height: 115%;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">downed tree. I flourish.</span></span><br />
<span style="font-family: Calibri;"></span><br />
<span style="font-family: Calibri;">(Home in less than 48 words)</span>Judy Roneyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05439992575221937268noreply@blogger.com17tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3096598557803378399.post-45739593149091484942013-02-21T04:43:00.000-08:002013-02-21T04:43:14.440-08:00She Had It All
<br />
<div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;">
<span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;"><o:p></o:p></span></span> </div>
<br />
<div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;">
<span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">Country singer dead at age
thirty-seven.<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
<span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">She sang like an angel, had the face
of one, too.<o:p></o:p></span></span><br />
<br />
<div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;">
<span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">Dead <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>by her own hand. <o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
<br />
<div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;">
<span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">Lost custody of her two sons to her
estranged<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
<span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">mom, her husband died a few months
before<o:p></o:p></span></span><br />
<span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">in the same place her body was found, </span></span><br />
<span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">her
court ordered </span></span><span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">rehab under way, her home </span></span><br />
<span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">reeked<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>of waste. The headline: <o:p></o:p></span></span><br />
<br />
<div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;">
<span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">She Had It All.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span><o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
Judy Roneyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05439992575221937268noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3096598557803378399.post-55010970650088760972013-02-19T16:07:00.002-08:002013-02-19T16:24:37.337-08:00First Kiss<br />
<div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;">
<span style="font-family: Calibri;"></span><br />
<span style="font-family: Calibri;"></span><br />
<span style="font-family: Calibri;"></span><br />
<span style="font-family: Calibri;"></span> </div>
<span style="font-family: Calibri;"><strong>The team rushed you off, out of sight.</strong></span><br />
<span style="font-family: Calibri;"><strong>Steady
stream of commands then</strong></span><br />
<span style="font-family: Calibri;"><strong>hissing,
suctioning</strong></span><br />
<span style="font-family: Calibri;"><strong>machines. Filtration
of fear all around.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span></strong></span><br />
<span style="font-family: Calibri;"><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"><strong></strong></span></span><br />
<span style="font-family: Calibri;"><strong>No one said
a word to me.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>No eye contact.</strong></span><br />
<span style="font-family: Calibri;"><strong>I closed my
eyes, didn’t ask, didn’t look,</strong></span><br />
<span style="font-family: Calibri;"><strong>mumbled,
Please God, before oblivion.</strong></span><br />
<span style="font-family: Calibri;"><strong></strong></span><br />
<span style="font-family: Calibri;"><strong>I could see
you from time to time </strong></span><br />
<span style="font-family: Calibri;"><strong>Through panels
of glass and the hum</strong></span><br />
<span style="font-family: Calibri;"><strong>of your
breathing machine. <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Lights blinding.</strong></span><br />
<span style="font-family: Calibri;"><strong>You were too
vulnerable and dependent </strong></span><br />
<span style="font-family: Calibri;"><strong>on machines,
wires, and tape.</strong></span><br />
<strong></strong><br />
<div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;">
<span style="font-family: Calibri;"><strong>Finally you
were brought into my darkened</strong></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;">
<strong><span style="font-family: Calibri;">room. </span><span style="font-family: Calibri;">The blue
clad nurses an entourage</span></strong></div>
<span style="font-family: Calibri;"><strong>coming to
see the reunion </strong></span><br />
<span style="font-family: Calibri;"><strong>of mother
and miracle child.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span></strong></span><br />
<strong></strong><br />
<div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;">
<span style="font-family: Calibri;"><strong>You looked
strong, wondrously made</strong></span></div>
<span style="font-family: Calibri;"><strong>ten fingers,
ten toes, all the right appendages.</strong></span><br />
<span style="font-family: Calibri;"><strong>They handed
you to me. </strong></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Calibri;"><strong>I engulfed
you in my arms, couldn’t see</strong></span><br />
<strong>f<span style="font-family: Calibri;">or tears, but
I found your precious </span><span style="font-family: Calibri;">cheek.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span></span></strong><br />
<span style="font-family: Calibri;"><strong>That kiss
has lasted my lifetime.</strong></span><br />
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<span style="font-size: 12pt;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;"><o:p></o:p></span></span> </div>
<span style="font-size: 12pt;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">She sacrifices her enjoyment in life<o:p></o:p></span></span><br />
<span style="font-size: 12pt;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">for those around her.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>She can live<o:p></o:p></span></span><br />
<span style="font-size: 12pt;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">with anyone is her reply when asked<o:p></o:p></span></span><br />
<span style="font-size: 12pt;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">how she lives with a husband like that.<o:p></o:p></span></span><br />
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<span style="font-size: 12pt;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">Her secret is to get used to all the
things <o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
<span style="font-size: 12pt;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">she hates about him, prays, and goes on.<o:p></o:p></span></span><br />
<span style="font-size: 12pt;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">Her children she has sacrificed <o:p></o:p></span></span><br />
<span style="font-size: 12pt;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">every ounce of her being from day one.<o:p></o:p></span></span><br />
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<span style="font-size: 12pt;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">She tells her daughter when she visits her in
prison<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
<span style="font-size: 12pt;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">how she is sacrificing now by raising
her <o:p></o:p></span></span><br />
<span style="font-size: 12pt;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">grandkids.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>People ask her how she does <o:p></o:p></span></span><br />
<span style="font-size: 12pt;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">it, she beams before she gets serious<o:p></o:p></span></span><br />
<span style="font-size: 12pt;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">and tells about how she sacrifices
herself.<o:p></o:p></span></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Cambria Math","serif"; font-size: 14pt;">I can’t
speak of love and be believable.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
<span style="font-family: "Cambria Math","serif"; font-size: 14pt;">It’s
all bells and confetti and “<em>he’s the one</em>!”<o:p></o:p></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Cambria Math","serif"; font-size: 14pt;">I saw
him kneeling in an aisle at a discount store.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
<span style="font-family: "Cambria Math","serif"; font-size: 14pt;">He
looked up,our eyes met, and something</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Cambria Math","serif"; font-size: 14pt;">inside my head said, <em>this is the man<o:p></o:p></em></span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Cambria Math","serif"; font-size: 14pt;"><em>I’m
going to marry.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span></em>He was the first man<o:p></o:p></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Cambria Math","serif"; font-size: 14pt;">I
couldn’t get enough of…his face, his eyes,<o:p></o:p></span></div>
<span style="font-family: "Cambria Math","serif"; font-size: 14pt;">his voice,
his body, his spirit.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>He opened me<o:p></o:p></span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Cambria Math","serif"; font-size: 14pt;">to love and it was everywhere. My life</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Cambria Math","serif"; font-size: 14pt;">became a wonder, an adventure.<o:p></o:p></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Cambria Math","serif"; font-size: 14pt;">He
made me feel like an eagle soaring<o:p></o:p></span></div>
<span style="font-family: "Cambria Math","serif"; font-size: 14pt;">instead
of the broken bird I thought I was.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span><o:p></o:p></span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Cambria Math","serif"; font-size: 14pt;">He
lifted me up to a place where I take hold<o:p></o:p></span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Cambria Math","serif"; font-size: 14pt;">of every
minute and squeeze.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span><o:p></o:p></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Cambria Math","serif"; font-size: 14pt;">For forty-three years I have soared and he<o:p></o:p></span></div>
<span style="font-family: "Cambria Math","serif"; font-size: 14pt;">is always
amazed at me.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Even the days<o:p></o:p></span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Cambria Math","serif"; font-size: 14pt;">that
are sad or troubled<o:p></o:p></span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Cambria Math","serif"; font-size: 14pt;">leave
me with a soft landing in his arms.<o:p></o:p></span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Cambria Math","serif"; font-size: 14pt;">No you
won’t believe<o:p></o:p></span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Cambria Math","serif"; font-size: 14pt;"><span style="font-family: Times New Roman; font-size: large;">m</span>y story
of love for I can’t believe it myself.<o:p></o:p></span><br />
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<span style="color: black; font-family: "Arial","sans-serif"; line-height: 115%;">Dear ones,</span></div>
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<span style="color: black; font-family: "Arial","sans-serif"; line-height: 115%;"><o:p></o:p></span> </div>
<span style="color: black; font-family: "Arial","sans-serif"; line-height: 115%;">I wish you a life <o:p></o:p></span><br />
<span style="color: black; font-family: "Arial","sans-serif"; line-height: 115%;">free from fears that stalk<o:p></o:p></span><br />
<span style="color: black; font-family: "Arial","sans-serif"; line-height: 115%;">and monsters that masquerade.<o:p></o:p></span><br />
<span style="color: black; font-family: "Arial","sans-serif"; line-height: 115%;">My hope is that you always look<o:p></o:p></span><br />
<span style="color: black; font-family: "Arial","sans-serif"; line-height: 115%;">and find beauty in this world,<o:p></o:p></span><br />
<span style="color: black; font-family: "Arial","sans-serif"; line-height: 115%;">take note and celebrate<o:p></o:p></span><br />
<span style="color: black; font-family: "Arial","sans-serif"; font-size: 10pt; line-height: 115%;"><span style="font-size: small;">the blessings in your lives.<o:p></o:p></span></span>Judy Roneyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05439992575221937268noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3096598557803378399.post-36511681535049668562013-02-12T19:45:00.001-08:002013-02-13T11:19:15.192-08:00I’m a Cancer<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi-bRujwVgc60DshAyxVm5yeLajv1wZF3bFNGcLhU_EKVL6AriFG1T57NupErI8_xSaqdDdoibecMV6rRf8RdzrSLTLPel078O7XfbsFTRnAW-v0E6Op3-axMAPocQIsZIZaF23SoQtJw8/s1600/cancer.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="191" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi-bRujwVgc60DshAyxVm5yeLajv1wZF3bFNGcLhU_EKVL6AriFG1T57NupErI8_xSaqdDdoibecMV6rRf8RdzrSLTLPel078O7XfbsFTRnAW-v0E6Op3-axMAPocQIsZIZaF23SoQtJw8/s320/cancer.jpg" width="320" /></a><br />
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<span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;"></span></span><br />
<span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">I don’t tell people my sign. <o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
<span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">Don’t want to say it aloud.<o:p></o:p></span></span><br />
<span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">The word sends shivers<o:p></o:p></span></span><br />
<span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">down my spine. <o:p></o:p></span></span><br />
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<span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">The icon for the moniker<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
<span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">I was handed at birth?<o:p></o:p></span></span><br />
<span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">A crab!<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> Need I say more?</span></span></span><br />
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<span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">I might have enjoyed<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
<span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">astrology if I had been<o:p></o:p></span></span><br />
<span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">an Aquarius or a Pisces.<o:p></o:p></span></span>Judy Roneyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05439992575221937268noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3096598557803378399.post-13495573870590447622013-02-12T05:12:00.002-08:002013-02-13T11:36:17.835-08:00I Remember Love<span style="font-family: Calibri;"></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Calibri;">I’m reminded
of our first kiss</span></div>
<span style="font-family: Calibri;">at Aire’s
Diner,Tampa.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Calibri;">Food was cheap
and I was a cheap</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Calibri;">date for my
air force man in blue.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Calibri;">He later
asked me to marry him</span></div>
<span style="font-family: Calibri;">in the same
booth where we</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Calibri;">played the
same songs.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Calibri;">Bridge Over
Troubled Waters</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Calibri;">was our fav, so were the Supremes.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Calibri;">I hear
a song or remember</span></div>
<span style="font-family: Calibri;">back forty-three years ago </span><br />
<span style="font-family: Calibri;">to that time
and I’m transported</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Calibri;">to the all
encompassing </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Calibri;">new love we shared.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I had no clue then</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Calibri;">how much
better love would get.</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: 12pt;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">I love going to the dentist.<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
<span style="font-size: 12pt;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">Hearing the drill is enough <o:p></o:p></span></span><br />
<span style="font-size: 12pt;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">to make my heart <o:p></o:p></span></span><br />
<span style="font-size: 12pt;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">pound faster with anticipation.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span><o:p></o:p></span></span><br />
<span style="font-size: 12pt;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">I have two dentists, <o:p></o:p></span></span><br />
<span style="font-size: 12pt;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">they tell me the same thing,<o:p></o:p></span></span><br />
<span style="font-family: Calibri;"><i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"><span style="font-size: 12pt;">I
won’t hurt you</span></i><span style="font-size: 12pt;">, and they never do.<o:p></o:p></span></span><br />
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<span style="font-size: 12pt;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">They have small hands and start<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
<span style="font-size: 12pt;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">IV meds to put me out while I’m<o:p></o:p></span></span><br />
<span style="font-size: 12pt;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">In the waiting room,<o:p></o:p></span></span><br />
<span style="font-size: 12pt;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">that way there’s never the slightest <o:p></o:p></span></span><br />
<span style="font-size: 12pt;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">bit of anxiety.<o:p></o:p></span></span><br />
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<span style="font-size: 12pt;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">Crowns, root canals, implants…<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
<span style="font-size: 12pt;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">a piece of cake with these two <o:p></o:p></span></span><br />
<span style="font-size: 12pt;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">gentle souls.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>They give me <o:p></o:p></span></span><br />
<span style="font-size: 12pt;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">pain meds when I leave that<o:p></o:p></span></span><br />
<span style="font-size: 12pt;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">are highly effective and by morning<o:p></o:p></span></span><br />
<span style="font-size: 12pt;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">I don’t even need them.<o:p></o:p></span></span><br />
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<span style="font-size: 12pt;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">I hear stories about painful procedures <o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
<span style="font-size: 12pt;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">but I’m one of the lucky ones.<o:p></o:p></span></span><br />
<span style="font-size: 12pt;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">I love going to the dentist!</span></span><br />
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(Prompt: <i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">Write about
loving something you really don’t love at all.)</i></div>
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</span></span><br />Judy Roneyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05439992575221937268noreply@blogger.com2