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So for today’s Found Poetry February, I’ve taken a snapshot of my inbox. I picked out a few words, and then strung them together in a little poem. Fun huh!?
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A little extra spice, because it’s snowy and cold in my little corner of the world.
Cinnamon Spice Cocoa
INGREDIENTS 3/4 teaspoon vanilla extract 4 cups milk (1 qt.) 1/3 cup water hot 1/2 cup sugar Dash salt 1/4 cup HERSHEY’S Cocoa 1/2 teaspoon ground cinnamon DIRECTIONS Mix sugar, cocoa, cinnamon and salt in medium saucepan; stir in water. Bring to boil over medium heat, stirring constantly; boil and stir 2 minutes. Add milk; stir and heat until hot. Do Not Boil. Remove from heat; add vanilla. Beat with whisk until foamy. About six 6-ounce servings. Note: Recipe may be doubled.
For Found Poetry February day 17, another example of poetry in public places.
The child is the key, a powerful force increasingly volatile generations sacrifice
everything to their old family crown, success a rare condition all the old conquests purchased cheaplyContinue reading “Volatile Generations”→
For Found Poetry February day 15. Sometimes found poetry is simply something I “find” that is poetry to me. I found this gem at the Wellington, NZ Te Papa Museum. The picture isn’t great, it’s really hard to shoot through glass on a lit display so I’ve recapped it for you below.
Today’s bit of found poetry is in the black-out form and derived from an information sign at an exhibit of Japanese Farm Houses in Osaka, Japan
Graves and tombs on the mountain stone statues standing over memorial to console dead souls the earth, the water, the fire the wind, the sky, the gem symbol of the universe
When I see old buildings, art works, poetry or people I’m always amazed at the gratitude I feel to be seeing these things that have stood the test of time. I remember that tomorrow is never guaranteed. Today is all we have. Seldom have I felt this more acutely than today. Today a young friend is waging his final battle. He has fought Leukemia for over 12 years and is slipping fast. He is 14 years old. So look around you today, forgive the people you need to forgive, love the people you need to love and remember that tomorrow is never guaranteed.
First of all let me apologize, I’ve been more than a little lax in reading, commenting, and my own writing this week. A brief explanation, thanks to the strange iniquities in the US medical and insurance systems, it has been necessary for me to travel through several states to arrive at a medical facility that is within my insurance network in order to have a minor medical procedure done. Add to the fact that the procedure, while minor, includes the word “biopsy” and as you can probably guess, my mind has been a bit preoccupied. Continue reading “Found Poetry February Day 12 – My Wild Heart”→