sometimes like a storm // other times like a calming surf
When one lives by the sea they understand
the peaceful respite knowing there is one to call
to help wash away the stresses of the day
Most true friends can be counted on one hand
Always in your heart whether near or far
Standing with you like a lighthouse in a storm
sending you a beacon of trust in your time of need
Friends are with you through thick or thin
“One must live by the sea to understand…”
Today at d’Verse, Punam asked us to choose a first line from a blogger friend’s poem and write a poem about friendship. I chose my line from my good friend, Elizabeth Gauffreau, who has been a most encouraging support to me. She never misses a post I put up and always comments in helpful and affirming ways. To me she is like the ocean tide flowing through my blog every day. My thanks to her for letting me use her line from the post, “To Live By The Sea.”
When I was young, we always referred to the Quarter Moon or Mezza Luna as the Toenail Moon since it looked like a clipped toenail. Sometimes it was just a sliver and other times as much as a quarter.
My earliest recollections are of the nursery rhyme, “Hey Diddle, Diddle,” which was a silly poem about the cow jumping over the moon. Apparently, the silliness made it stick in my head for the past seventy years. Can you still quote it word for word? I am sure you can!
Quarter moon waxing
jumping over Winter’s moon.
Cows stay in the barn
Illustration book cover from bing images!
Today at d’Verse, Frank Tassone asked us to write a Monday Haibun with reference to the Mezza Luna or Quarter Moon. This one took me back to my childhood and the Nursery Rhymes read to me back then.
This painting is on a recycled canvas from the Habitat Restore where I volunteer. I cut the canvas off the frame and turned it over to get a smooth canvas to work on. I staple it back on and soak it to shrink it tight.
This will probably be the last very large canvas I will paint. It takes a lot of work and a lot of standing to get it done. It is hard on my muscles and joints.
But memories of four-part harmony still bring chills
To those of us us who were there.
Today at d’Verse, Linda asked us to write a 44 word Quadrille using any form or the word music. When I was a child, back in the 1950s, I grew up in a conservative Mennonite church. In our church musical accompaniment was not permitted. It was great sitting in a church full of people singing four-part harmony. I still find it very soothing to my soul when I hear it. The song above was one that became a favorite in later years. It is known simply as 606, the number of the hymn book page where it was found.
This is Cruz, my niece’s dog. She had him for many years, but he developed some health issues that could not be treated. As his health declined, she realized she needed to let him go. So, with her permission I have created this post in his memory.