tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-71890691404761447222024-02-06T22:32:15.551-08:00Windows to the Words WritingJames Parkerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14780546357335117813noreply@blogger.comBlogger4125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7189069140476144722.post-13167942528467864412009-05-08T06:44:00.000-07:002009-05-08T17:58:12.942-07:00MAY...Sunrise/Sunset<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjimNwNlppTVFWR5V7dzE0DMILhnC1laVo3tOeSHUNlyT5dEvXNNOIyRmZtEyvW7O7fTh5p1XwZnDJg98BuP6YBhMdkiEVFdBTctPUk8k9irKfil-H2JbcGjZMYj5p_pqsvWUDjBNODcHh_/s1600-h/dawn_dusk_orange.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333449704987820802" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 63px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjimNwNlppTVFWR5V7dzE0DMILhnC1laVo3tOeSHUNlyT5dEvXNNOIyRmZtEyvW7O7fTh5p1XwZnDJg98BuP6YBhMdkiEVFdBTctPUk8k9irKfil-H2JbcGjZMYj5p_pqsvWUDjBNODcHh_/s320/dawn_dusk_orange.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"><span style="COLOR: rgb(51,255,255)"><span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"><span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"><span style="font-family:georgia;">Sunrises and Sunsets should be a perfect inspiration for poems and contemplation, It would be great to see your thoughts here. Submit <span style="COLOR: rgb(204,153,51)"></span>yo<span style="COLOR: rgb(255,255,102)"></span>urs to <a href="mailto:Jpolderndirt2@yahoo.com">Jpolderndirt2@yahoo.com</a></span></span></span></span> </div><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"> </div><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ffff66;">"How Many Sunsets?"</span><br /></span></div><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: left"><span style="COLOR: rgb(255,204,51)"><span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"><span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold">I used to look at sunsets and notice the colors of the sky and the sun setting on the horizon. The deep orange and the glowing red. The band of yellow peeking through.<br /><br />But now I focus on other things. Like how quickly the sun disappears and darkness closes in.<br /><br />My perception has changed. What was once a cause for excitement and celebration, has been replaced with pangs of loss.<br /><br />Another day gone. Another New Year.<br /><br />I can't stop time. Or the sun from setting.<br /><br />And I'm so grateful to see it rise another day.<br /><br /></span></span></span><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"><span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(255,204,51); FONT-STYLE: italic"><span style="COLOR: rgb(255,102,102)">Submitted by<br /><span style="FONT-STYLE: italic">Nancy (Every Photo Tells A Story)<br /><br /></span></span></span><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"><span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(255,204,51); FONT-STYLE: italic"><span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"><span style="COLOR: rgb(51,255,51)">Every 24 hours, I'm given a gift,<br />That brings my heart joy, and my spirit a lift.<br /><br />The sky comes ablaze, sunrise or sunset<br />With wondrous colors I won't soon forget.<br /><br />We're blessed with not knowing, exactly how many,<br />Of these sights we will see...So I try not to miss any.<br /></span></span></span><span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(255,204,51)"><span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"><span style="COLOR: rgb(51,255,51)"><br /><span style="COLOR: rgb(255,102,102)">James Parker</span></span></span></span><span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(255,204,51); FONT-STYLE: italic"><span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"><span style="COLOR: rgb(51,255,51)"><br /><br /></span></span></span><span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(255,204,51)"><span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"><span style="COLOR: rgb(51,255,51)"><span style="COLOR: rgb(51,255,255); FONT-STYLE: italic">The rays of sun in the light of dawn...<br />My inspiration from the day I was born.<br /><br /></span></span></span><span style="COLOR: rgb(51,255,51)"><span style="COLOR: rgb(51,255,255)"><span style="COLOR: rgb(255,153,102)">Justin Hayward (Moody Blues)<br />from "Long, Long Highway"<br /><br /><span style="COLOR: rgb(255,153,255)"><span style="FONT-STYLE: italic">We have a Creator. His spiritual world is within us, around us, ...above and beyond. But in His spiritual universe is the Yin and the Yang. The good and evil. The positive and the negative. It is the way of all things.<br /><br />But we have the tool of attraction. If our focus is negative, we attract negative things and the result is depression and despair. If our focus is positive, then we attract positive things and the result is joy and the ability to cope.<br /><br />As humans, we are far from the "finished product" of creation. This little earthly, fleeting wisp of lifetime is not the end.<br /><br />In the beauty of the sunrises and sunsets, we are given a glimpse of the glorious realm that lies beyond the blue horizon.<br /><br /><span style="COLOR: rgb(255,102,102)">James Parker</span><br /></span></span></span></span></span><span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"><span style="COLOR: rgb(51,255,51)"><span style="COLOR: rgb(51,255,255); FONT-STYLE: italic"></span></span></span></span><span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(255,204,51); FONT-STYLE: italic"><span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"><span style="COLOR: rgb(51,255,51)"><br /></span></span><span style="COLOR: rgb(255,102,102)"><span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"></span></span></span><br /><span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(255,204,51); FONT-STYLE: italic"><span style="COLOR: rgb(255,102,102)"><span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"></span></span></span></div><span style="COLOR: rgb(255,204,51)"><span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"><span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"></span></span></span></div></div>James Parkerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14780546357335117813noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7189069140476144722.post-69555492775648799222009-04-18T18:05:00.000-07:002009-04-18T18:08:52.325-07:00ENJOY THE RIDE<strong><em><span style="color:#99ffff;">If your day has been great, or if your day has been a bummer.....</span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color:#99ffff;"></span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="font-size:180%;color:#99ffff;">Click this...... <span style="color:#ff99ff;"><a href="http://www.lshs64.com/enjoytheride.html">Enjoy the Ride</a></span></span></em></strong>James Parkerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14780546357335117813noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7189069140476144722.post-56504411170343547132009-02-28T20:44:00.000-08:002009-03-14T18:29:59.044-07:00WRITINGS FOR MARCH<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-weight: bold;"><span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 204);">The following po<span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);">em represents an epileptic seizure told in the language of EEG</span></span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);">~~~~^^^colors and lightening^^^~~~~</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);">~~~~^^^and feeling of frightening^^^~~~~</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);">^^~~~^^^and noises and static^^^~~~^^</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);">^^^~~~~^^^my focus erratic^^^~~~~^^^</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);">~~~~VVV^^quickening, deafening^^VVV~~~~</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);">VVV~~~^^storming, advancing^^~~~VVV</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);">~~~^^^blazes of white^^^~~~</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);">^^^~~~~undesired, but entrancing~~~~^^^</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);">~~~^^^^closing the window^^^^~~~</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);">^^^~~~~it's trapped in my brain~~~~^^^</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);">~~~~^^^and I am trapped, too^^^~~~~</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);">^^^^~~~till the storm starts to wane~~~^^^^</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);">~~~~^^^when the colors and lights^^^~~~~</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);">^^^^~~~fade away....fade away~~~^^^^</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);">~~~~^^^the window will open^^^~~~~</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);">^^^^~~~and I can go play~~~^^^^<br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);">"Looking Out The Window"</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"><a href="http://michaelpealow.blogspot.com/">Michael Pealow..."Meandering Michael"</a><a href="http://michaelpealow.blogspot.com/"><br /><span style="font-style: italic;"><span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);">dedicated to his daughter, Jade</span></span></a><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);">The poem was inspired by an image posted on the March 12<br /><a href="http://everyphototellsastory.blogspot.com/">"Every Photo Tells A Story"</a><br /></span></span></span><br /><br /></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhl3tDU-zwJ2f7ZFA09hIAAzY42iYBWZv7uUuPqVwD4pC_oqmCdlWRaRtB5LEVIYUfgeZojBh86W7LFeo4q2OBCi-2ZshfdQZshzzKpWrui2UTZHg66PcGCNlNGzL98us4vPK8O6czPQ9Wx/s1600-h/flying.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 278px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhl3tDU-zwJ2f7ZFA09hIAAzY42iYBWZv7uUuPqVwD4pC_oqmCdlWRaRtB5LEVIYUfgeZojBh86W7LFeo4q2OBCi-2ZshfdQZshzzKpWrui2UTZHg66PcGCNlNGzL98us4vPK8O6czPQ9Wx/s400/flying.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310030602133181058" border="0" /></a><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"><span style="font-weight: bold;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family:georgia;"><span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);">Photo by Caroline "Flying"</span></span></span></span></span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"><span style="font-weight: bold;"><a href="http://thezeninyou.wordpress.com/">The Zen in You</a><br /><a href="http://nowordz.shutterchance.com/archive.php">NoWordz</a><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);">On February 26, this was my entry to <a href="http://everyphototellsastory.blogspot.com/">Every Photo Tells A Story .</a><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"><span style="font-style: italic;">I watch the children go flying by,<br />A silent tear moistening my eye<br /><br />I think of joys in times gone past,<br />Of youthful glee and greener grass<br /><br />It seems just yesterday, I was flying too.<br />A kid in the clouds, the world brand new<br /><br />But the years go by, and I grow old<br />That world, once warm, now grows cold<br /><br />Don't get me wrong, with joy I rhyme<br />I only wish I had more time<br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);">James Parker</span><br /></span></span></span></span></span><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"><span style="font-weight: bold;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family:georgia;"><span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"></span></span></span></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"><span style="font-weight: bold;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family:georgia;"><span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"></span></span></span></span></span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"><span style="font-weight: bold;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family:georgia;"><span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"></span></span></span></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-style: italic;"><span style="font-weight: bold;"><span style="font-family:georgia;">In the eyes of a child you will learn how to see,<br />That your world's spinning round,<br />And through life you will be,<br />A small part of the hope of the love that exists.<br />In the eyes of a child you will see<br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);">The Moody Blues<br /><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);">My Daddy gave me a song a few years back from an album called "the View From the Hill' by Justin Hayward..."Billy". About a teen who lost his way and his story ends in tragedy...like some recent news headlines. It is so sad, but so true.<br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);">"It's a sad world, when there's no one,<br />who can reach out,<br />to the source of your pain"<br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);">Justin Hayward<br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);">submitted by </span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span><span><span style="font-weight: bold;"><span style="font-family:georgia;"><span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"><span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"><span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"><span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"><span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);">Tish</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span><span style="font-style: italic;"><span style="font-weight: bold;"><span style="font-family:georgia;"><span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"><span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"><span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"><span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"><span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"></span><br /></span></span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"></span><br /></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></div>James Parkerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14780546357335117813noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7189069140476144722.post-55807077772397093092009-02-20T16:11:00.000-08:002009-02-20T16:14:49.963-08:00DANCE<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-weight: bold;"><span style="font-family: georgia;">I dance to find myself</span></span></span></span><br /><span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-weight: bold;"><span style="font-family: georgia;">Lost so long ago</span></span></span></span><br /><span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-weight: bold;"><span style="font-family: georgia;">The zills and veils are props </span></span></span></span><br /><span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-weight: bold;"><span style="font-family: georgia;">To help me on my journey</span></span></span></span><br /><span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-weight: bold;"><span style="font-family: georgia;"></span></span></span></span></div><span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-weight: bold;"><span style="font-family: georgia;"><br /></span></span></span></span><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-weight: bold;"><span style="font-family: georgia;">Starbird (Shelly)</span></span></span></span><br /><span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-weight: bold;"><span style="font-family: georgia;"></span></span></span></span></div>James Parkerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14780546357335117813noreply@blogger.com0