tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-290754102024-03-07T22:47:09.812-05:00Glimpses IntangibleLife's little moments in poems, prose and short story.
Dotted with photographs
Copyright© 2007,2008Paulinehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04396630165479894686noreply@blogger.comBlogger572125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29075410.post-89411791014779055902016-12-20T09:21:00.001-05:002016-12-20T09:21:20.978-05:00<span style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue", Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"></span>Wishing all a peace filled Christmas<br />
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Filled with light and serenity.<br /><div class="blogger-post-footer"><embed type="application/x-shockwave-flash" src="http://picasaweb.google.com/s/c/bin/slideshow.swf" width="288" height="192" flashvars="host=picasaweb.google.com&RGB=0x000000&feed=http%3A%2F%2Fpicasaweb.google.com%2Fdata%2Ffeed%2Fapi%2Fuser%2FGlimpsesIntangible%2Falbumid%2F5005765970569420033%3Fkind%3Dphoto%26alt%3Drss%26authkey%3DQrnzuQJyzDg" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer"></embed></div>Paulinehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04396630165479894686noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29075410.post-90732374375786588582016-11-11T20:45:00.001-05:002016-11-11T20:45:30.051-05:00Veteran's Day 2016<br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">Xmas is an abbreviation at least 1,000 years old.</span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;">X is actually the Greek letter Chi.</span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;">The first letter of the word Christos.....</span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;">Meaning Christ.</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">Wishing all a Merry Christmas and a season filled with beauty.</span><br />
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<strong>May you remember too</strong><br />
<strong>Each brave soldier dressed</strong><br />
<strong>In garments worn</strong><br />
<strong>Some crisp</strong><br />
<strong>Some now tattered and torn</strong><br />
<strong>Some with stories still to tell</strong><br />
<strong>Some with voices silenced</strong><br />
<strong>All serving to protect</strong><br />
<strong>May you enjoy the freedoms</strong><br />
<strong>These men and women provide</strong><br />
<strong>Say thank you to</strong><br />
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<strong><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"></span></strong><br /><div class="blogger-post-footer"><embed type="application/x-shockwave-flash" src="http://picasaweb.google.com/s/c/bin/slideshow.swf" width="288" height="192" flashvars="host=picasaweb.google.com&RGB=0x000000&feed=http%3A%2F%2Fpicasaweb.google.com%2Fdata%2Ffeed%2Fapi%2Fuser%2FGlimpsesIntangible%2Falbumid%2F5005765970569420033%3Fkind%3Dphoto%26alt%3Drss%26authkey%3DQrnzuQJyzDg" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer"></embed></div>Paulinehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04396630165479894686noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29075410.post-87057255442943054902015-01-03T19:00:00.000-05:002015-01-03T19:00:42.483-05:00Moment of Reflection<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">While rare is the acorn that becomes an oak tree,</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">every oak tree,</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">every last one,</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">began as an acorn you could pick up</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">quoted from David McCullough Jr.</span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><embed type="application/x-shockwave-flash" src="http://picasaweb.google.com/s/c/bin/slideshow.swf" width="288" height="192" flashvars="host=picasaweb.google.com&RGB=0x000000&feed=http%3A%2F%2Fpicasaweb.google.com%2Fdata%2Ffeed%2Fapi%2Fuser%2FGlimpsesIntangible%2Falbumid%2F5005765970569420033%3Fkind%3Dphoto%26alt%3Drss%26authkey%3DQrnzuQJyzDg" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer"></embed></div>Paulinehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04396630165479894686noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29075410.post-24667859692267590872014-04-09T15:57:00.000-04:002014-04-09T15:57:01.437-04:00SLIP and SLIDEApril arrives with softened ground<br />
Look where you walk<br />
For easily you'll fall down<br />
Silly adult wearing a smile<br />
Climbing the hilltop<br />
Capturing the view<br />
Returning now having touched<br />
The clouds<br />
Having swung from the peak in<br />
Remaining ski loft seat<br />
Almost to the car....<br />
Oops slip and slide<br />
Laughing at life<br />
From the other side<br />
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Pauline<div class="blogger-post-footer"><embed type="application/x-shockwave-flash" src="http://picasaweb.google.com/s/c/bin/slideshow.swf" width="288" height="192" flashvars="host=picasaweb.google.com&RGB=0x000000&feed=http%3A%2F%2Fpicasaweb.google.com%2Fdata%2Ffeed%2Fapi%2Fuser%2FGlimpsesIntangible%2Falbumid%2F5005765970569420033%3Fkind%3Dphoto%26alt%3Drss%26authkey%3DQrnzuQJyzDg" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer"></embed></div>Paulinehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04396630165479894686noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29075410.post-61729613759012597052013-02-25T14:53:00.001-05:002013-02-25T14:53:44.799-05:00Lost and FoundI have been lost and<br />
Found within the woods<br />
Seeking the unseen<br />
The unspoken<br />
The misunderstood<br />
Searching each leaf<br />
Every cloud<br />
Only to be granted<br />
The rainbow of hope<br />
The silence of peace<br />
The joy of friendship<br />
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<div class="blogger-post-footer"><embed type="application/x-shockwave-flash" src="http://picasaweb.google.com/s/c/bin/slideshow.swf" width="288" height="192" flashvars="host=picasaweb.google.com&RGB=0x000000&feed=http%3A%2F%2Fpicasaweb.google.com%2Fdata%2Ffeed%2Fapi%2Fuser%2FGlimpsesIntangible%2Falbumid%2F5005765970569420033%3Fkind%3Dphoto%26alt%3Drss%26authkey%3DQrnzuQJyzDg" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer"></embed></div>Paulinehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04396630165479894686noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29075410.post-16958332743754353682010-03-03T14:34:00.003-05:002010-03-03T14:44:13.667-05:00March<span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;">Snow covered ground</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;">puddles of warmth</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;">serenade of song birds</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;">conflict of wind and sun</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;">beguile layers of clothes</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;">bulbs begin to sprout</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;">confusion in the ground</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;">winter's hold is letting go</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;">to welcome spring delight</span><br /><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;">2010 Pauline</span><br /><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><embed type="application/x-shockwave-flash" src="http://picasaweb.google.com/s/c/bin/slideshow.swf" width="288" height="192" flashvars="host=picasaweb.google.com&RGB=0x000000&feed=http%3A%2F%2Fpicasaweb.google.com%2Fdata%2Ffeed%2Fapi%2Fuser%2FGlimpsesIntangible%2Falbumid%2F5005765970569420033%3Fkind%3Dphoto%26alt%3Drss%26authkey%3DQrnzuQJyzDg" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer"></embed></div>Paulinehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04396630165479894686noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29075410.post-34906942175592462352010-01-16T14:41:00.001-05:002010-03-03T14:31:07.683-05:00Still Life<span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;">Walking upon the frozen lake</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;">surrounded by silent woods</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;">unseen wildlife's</span><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"> watchful eyes</span><br /><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;">crystal clear blue sky </span><br /><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;">crisp air </span><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;">attempts to caress </span><br /><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;">remnants of skin </span><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;">unclothed</span><br /><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;">water and ice tussle in delight </span><br /><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;">surface cracks unfold</span><br /><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;">footsteps linger---listening</span><br /><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;">as winter and spring</span><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"> rustle</span><br /><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;">a ping---a sing---unseen</span><br /><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;">beneath this frozen lake</span><br /><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;">nature creates </span><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;">this wonderland</span><br /><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;">for hearts </span><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;">and souls to rejoice</span><br /><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;">untouchable----</span><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;">protected</span><br /><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;">wrapped in powerful </span><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;">beauty</span><br /><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;">comforted by His sublime</span><br /><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;">mysterious hand that paints </span><br /><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;">the surface of this earth in ever</span><br /><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;">changing wonder which unfold</span><br /><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;">before our eyes</span><br /><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;">Pauline 2010</span><br /><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"></span><br /><br /><br /><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><embed type="application/x-shockwave-flash" src="http://picasaweb.google.com/s/c/bin/slideshow.swf" width="288" height="192" flashvars="host=picasaweb.google.com&RGB=0x000000&feed=http%3A%2F%2Fpicasaweb.google.com%2Fdata%2Ffeed%2Fapi%2Fuser%2FGlimpsesIntangible%2Falbumid%2F5005765970569420033%3Fkind%3Dphoto%26alt%3Drss%26authkey%3DQrnzuQJyzDg" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer"></embed></div>Paulinehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04396630165479894686noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29075410.post-11809085685799527102009-12-18T09:37:00.001-05:002009-12-18T09:39:27.047-05:00Celebrate the Season<span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;">Travel light, live</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;">light; spread the</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;">light, be the light.</span><br /><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;">author unknown</span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><embed type="application/x-shockwave-flash" src="http://picasaweb.google.com/s/c/bin/slideshow.swf" width="288" height="192" flashvars="host=picasaweb.google.com&RGB=0x000000&feed=http%3A%2F%2Fpicasaweb.google.com%2Fdata%2Ffeed%2Fapi%2Fuser%2FGlimpsesIntangible%2Falbumid%2F5005765970569420033%3Fkind%3Dphoto%26alt%3Drss%26authkey%3DQrnzuQJyzDg" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer"></embed></div>Paulinehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04396630165479894686noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29075410.post-61661773095470011452009-11-04T15:29:00.003-05:002009-11-04T16:01:02.034-05:00Three Hearts<span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;">A solitary soul</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;">works upon his boat</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;">dark clothing grasps</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;">the warmth of sun rays</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;">playfully I call to him</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;">any lobster today</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;">he stands within our path</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;">near his river home</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;">uncertain of his presence</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;">we stop and exchange </span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;">light friendly conversation</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;">suddenly he begins to unfold</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;">his recent tragedy</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;">a wife he drove for minor </span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;">surgery he tells two strangers</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;">she passed away</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;">speechless I stand beside him</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;">tears fall from this hidden well</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;">longing to comfort him</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;">yet frozen... </span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;">struck dumb...</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;">pain of loss we understood</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;">and for this moment brief</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;">three hearts upon the river bank</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;">stood silently each feeling alone</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;">each feeling incomplete</span><br /><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;">each questioning life's mysteries</span><br /><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;">each heart dying individually yet</span><br /><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;">wondering if ever we could be of</span><br /><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;">any help to someone else that</span><br /><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;">shares this dreadful loss</span><br /><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;">willing to at least be silent and</span><br /><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;">hear the other talk</span><br /><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;">Pauline 2009</span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><embed type="application/x-shockwave-flash" src="http://picasaweb.google.com/s/c/bin/slideshow.swf" width="288" height="192" flashvars="host=picasaweb.google.com&RGB=0x000000&feed=http%3A%2F%2Fpicasaweb.google.com%2Fdata%2Ffeed%2Fapi%2Fuser%2FGlimpsesIntangible%2Falbumid%2F5005765970569420033%3Fkind%3Dphoto%26alt%3Drss%26authkey%3DQrnzuQJyzDg" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer"></embed></div>Paulinehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04396630165479894686noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29075410.post-35895837989012560102009-07-19T14:26:00.003-04:002009-07-19T14:33:36.217-04:00Hello<span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;">Just to stop and say hello</span><br /><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;">life is swiftly passing</span><br /><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;">twists and turns of unexpected</span><br /><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;">nature fill my days with pause</span><br /><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;">and exploration......</span><br /><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;">this should be a peaceful time for me</span><br /><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;">yet questions and uncertainty fill</span><br /><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;">the days and weeks for me</span><br /><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;">just to stop and say hello</span><br /><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;">is what I need to do</span><br /><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;">to make you all aware that you</span><br /><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;">are still</span><br /><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;">forever so important to me.......</span><br /><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;">Pauline</span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><embed type="application/x-shockwave-flash" src="http://picasaweb.google.com/s/c/bin/slideshow.swf" width="288" height="192" flashvars="host=picasaweb.google.com&RGB=0x000000&feed=http%3A%2F%2Fpicasaweb.google.com%2Fdata%2Ffeed%2Fapi%2Fuser%2FGlimpsesIntangible%2Falbumid%2F5005765970569420033%3Fkind%3Dphoto%26alt%3Drss%26authkey%3DQrnzuQJyzDg" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer"></embed></div>Paulinehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04396630165479894686noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29075410.post-71686098276228513932009-05-21T21:23:00.002-04:002009-05-21T21:37:46.291-04:00Yesterdays Light<div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhS6udsaTtn11sjj6exOpJQG-asOz4tHemMf7ceZO25M8HcUFK6NextjTa63zg2M_TvdfZLzbKUN4GSwGgM9IGWMAJU2-F6M6sdO_D6TBdsKVBqAHJ8FgRcQW3CXYUpkf83yio2/s1600-h/100_0764.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338454200879315778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhS6udsaTtn11sjj6exOpJQG-asOz4tHemMf7ceZO25M8HcUFK6NextjTa63zg2M_TvdfZLzbKUN4GSwGgM9IGWMAJU2-F6M6sdO_D6TBdsKVBqAHJ8FgRcQW3CXYUpkf83yio2/s200/100_0764.jpg" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"> Graceful framework</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;">of decorative art clings</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;">to porch rafters</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;">that hold memories</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;">of laughter and song</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;">couples gliding</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;">across the porch floor</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;">enraptured in dreams</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;">caressed by soft light</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"></span> </div><div align="left"><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;">photo and verse by Pauline©2009</span></div><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"><div align="center"><br /></div></span><div align="center"></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><embed type="application/x-shockwave-flash" src="http://picasaweb.google.com/s/c/bin/slideshow.swf" width="288" height="192" flashvars="host=picasaweb.google.com&RGB=0x000000&feed=http%3A%2F%2Fpicasaweb.google.com%2Fdata%2Ffeed%2Fapi%2Fuser%2FGlimpsesIntangible%2Falbumid%2F5005765970569420033%3Fkind%3Dphoto%26alt%3Drss%26authkey%3DQrnzuQJyzDg" 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align="center"><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;">held in my arms</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"> welcoming</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;">new beginnings</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"><br /> </div></span><div align="center"></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><embed type="application/x-shockwave-flash" src="http://picasaweb.google.com/s/c/bin/slideshow.swf" width="288" height="192" flashvars="host=picasaweb.google.com&RGB=0x000000&feed=http%3A%2F%2Fpicasaweb.google.com%2Fdata%2Ffeed%2Fapi%2Fuser%2FGlimpsesIntangible%2Falbumid%2F5005765970569420033%3Fkind%3Dphoto%26alt%3Drss%26authkey%3DQrnzuQJyzDg" 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href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi3LgMu9Fn1dTAbj-e-5yq4m2qVIBrRm-T8QeTyeAAvrooNTLnJY8Ot1YCj5B2aG1VsDI6cY03Moq1Y9VGyr-FpEil4lBh1_JWAm1gsvDKDy4X3oay-uFXNOHFHUAK8v4sRg4Ti/s1600-h/100_0243.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318984545201626834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi3LgMu9Fn1dTAbj-e-5yq4m2qVIBrRm-T8QeTyeAAvrooNTLnJY8Ot1YCj5B2aG1VsDI6cY03Moq1Y9VGyr-FpEil4lBh1_JWAm1gsvDKDy4X3oay-uFXNOHFHUAK8v4sRg4Ti/s200/100_0243.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div></div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><embed type="application/x-shockwave-flash" src="http://picasaweb.google.com/s/c/bin/slideshow.swf" width="288" height="192" flashvars="host=picasaweb.google.com&RGB=0x000000&feed=http%3A%2F%2Fpicasaweb.google.com%2Fdata%2Ffeed%2Fapi%2Fuser%2FGlimpsesIntangible%2Falbumid%2F5005765970569420033%3Fkind%3Dphoto%26alt%3Drss%26authkey%3DQrnzuQJyzDg" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer"></embed></div>Paulinehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04396630165479894686noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29075410.post-82855302161760046652009-03-16T14:13:00.002-04:002009-03-16T14:24:13.169-04:00Slender Maiden<span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;">Slender maiden stretches her toes</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;">downward toward the earthen snow</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;">disguised within frozen sap this</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;">slender maiden a debutante</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;">sweetly dressed for this display</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;">will bring forth smiles hidden beneath</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;">her shield of bark</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;">once warmed by firewood she emits </span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;">her gifts of aromatic maple sugar days</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;">©2009Pauline</span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><embed type="application/x-shockwave-flash" src="http://picasaweb.google.com/s/c/bin/slideshow.swf" width="288" height="192" flashvars="host=picasaweb.google.com&RGB=0x000000&feed=http%3A%2F%2Fpicasaweb.google.com%2Fdata%2Ffeed%2Fapi%2Fuser%2FGlimpsesIntangible%2Falbumid%2F5005765970569420033%3Fkind%3Dphoto%26alt%3Drss%26authkey%3DQrnzuQJyzDg" 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style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;">To capture</span></div><div align="left"><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;">Loose celestial s</span><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;">tars</span></div><div align="left"><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;">That run before his s</span><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;">word</span></div><div align="left"><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"></span> </div><div align="left"><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"></span> </div><div align="left"><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;">©2009Pauline</span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><embed type="application/x-shockwave-flash" src="http://picasaweb.google.com/s/c/bin/slideshow.swf" width="288" height="192" flashvars="host=picasaweb.google.com&RGB=0x000000&feed=http%3A%2F%2Fpicasaweb.google.com%2Fdata%2Ffeed%2Fapi%2Fuser%2FGlimpsesIntangible%2Falbumid%2F5005765970569420033%3Fkind%3Dphoto%26alt%3Drss%26authkey%3DQrnzuQJyzDg" 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hurried, so angry</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;">so saddened</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;">Stop!</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;">for just today to breath</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;">in love swallow love</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;">give love away</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;">not physical but spiritual</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"> thoughtfulness and caring</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"> giving and sharing</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;">one day of peaceful bliss</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;">I wish for all humanity</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;">on this St. Valentine's Day</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"></span> </div><div align="left"><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;">©2009Pauline</span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><embed type="application/x-shockwave-flash" src="http://picasaweb.google.com/s/c/bin/slideshow.swf" width="288" height="192" flashvars="host=picasaweb.google.com&RGB=0x000000&feed=http%3A%2F%2Fpicasaweb.google.com%2Fdata%2Ffeed%2Fapi%2Fuser%2FGlimpsesIntangible%2Falbumid%2F5005765970569420033%3Fkind%3Dphoto%26alt%3Drss%26authkey%3DQrnzuQJyzDg" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer"></embed></div>Paulinehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04396630165479894686noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29075410.post-51015987951981004862009-02-13T17:44:00.002-05:002009-02-13T17:50:33.329-05:00Such Form Such Style<div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjjNDh1SENM_3XkAGmkD1wBft7Q1VgB-wJ9G4vpjjYw0sVUnj4rj-lgszEYcNcx5ydLWS8m0pSeuLRVswqG0iyDTmJ_QYvnSCw6t2QRXCpHLrfKzaAKGs6u6eStvdQs4etRUQeE/s1600-h/100_0241.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302417172623484722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjjNDh1SENM_3XkAGmkD1wBft7Q1VgB-wJ9G4vpjjYw0sVUnj4rj-lgszEYcNcx5ydLWS8m0pSeuLRVswqG0iyDTmJ_QYvnSCw6t2QRXCpHLrfKzaAKGs6u6eStvdQs4etRUQeE/s200/100_0241.jpg" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"> photo by Pauline©2009<br /></span><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><embed type="application/x-shockwave-flash" src="http://picasaweb.google.com/s/c/bin/slideshow.swf" width="288" height="192" flashvars="host=picasaweb.google.com&RGB=0x000000&feed=http%3A%2F%2Fpicasaweb.google.com%2Fdata%2Ffeed%2Fapi%2Fuser%2FGlimpsesIntangible%2Falbumid%2F5005765970569420033%3Fkind%3Dphoto%26alt%3Drss%26authkey%3DQrnzuQJyzDg" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer"></embed></div>Paulinehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04396630165479894686noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29075410.post-32893997760381770272009-02-08T08:00:00.001-05:002009-02-08T08:00:01.796-05:00Marathon of Clouds<span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;">A marathon of clouds</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;">Uniformed in white</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;">Race across a cobalt sky</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;">Revealing constellations bright</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;">They stand affixed upon a crisp </span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;">Blue sky as if to cheer</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;">Each cloud race by</span><br /><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;">©2009Pauline</span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><embed type="application/x-shockwave-flash" src="http://picasaweb.google.com/s/c/bin/slideshow.swf" width="288" height="192" flashvars="host=picasaweb.google.com&RGB=0x000000&feed=http%3A%2F%2Fpicasaweb.google.com%2Fdata%2Ffeed%2Fapi%2Fuser%2FGlimpsesIntangible%2Falbumid%2F5005765970569420033%3Fkind%3Dphoto%26alt%3Drss%26authkey%3DQrnzuQJyzDg" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer"></embed></div>Paulinehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04396630165479894686noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29075410.post-50855225816118748582009-01-28T20:20:00.005-05:002009-01-28T22:50:44.032-05:00Curvature<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi0sFGVoaAachKawBYAHMg1TYgx9PF8M1fI16JKiaAB8ZHA9Q6nAKJbi6B2BZFCO27XbcE4tD5HT5imvTGCK-MT_XLzupcLcaBItTrt6eYn8mjXvAobH6OGIUxTxWLSrgGHMVPB/s1600-h/100_0189.jpg"></a><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj1ER5nd61sgXBBkIfydJYZeDhPDuJgrzvKx4ARUuOkgeedRXKNqCmRh2h8FTrul8_tjFpMpSR799bGWzBV2K7opjL5kV2xTUNKw2h30ZYIBb0VjSdPifJYhZjdm5JYpAXD7FFp/s1600-h/100_0185.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296520495748466258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj1ER5nd61sgXBBkIfydJYZeDhPDuJgrzvKx4ARUuOkgeedRXKNqCmRh2h8FTrul8_tjFpMpSR799bGWzBV2K7opjL5kV2xTUNKw2h30ZYIBb0VjSdPifJYhZjdm5JYpAXD7FFp/s200/100_0185.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjJIMTJNJOwJVUR4n4abQwABfXPD-Jk_KEwlKYC4TwGhIqnOaepmnvvXqrG-hZKjwq_dhmG761f_M_xtTl6ILgxIcRd9Hou1l-9B1bOjv9zYrSKa9Bb-tW-jG-YwWDUQrm0z1Wd/s1600-h/100_0184.jpg"></a><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;">The view from here is slanted</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;">weathered by the years</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;">is it time to renovate</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;">or time to find escape</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;">through curvature of glass and wood</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;">some beauty still remains</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;">listening intently the building sings</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;">its sweet refrain of usefulness</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;">and purpose </span><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;">for storage shed and home</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;">that now lovingly embraces canvas </span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;">for an artists hand</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;">the view from here is slanted</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;">weathered from the years</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;">but inside are stored hidden dreams</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;">painted by the man that </span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;">still believes in capturing</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;">simplicity of his unannounced dreams</span></div><div align="left"><span style="font-size:78%;"><span style="font-family:Arial;">photo and verse©2009Pauline</span><br /><br /></span></div><div align="center"></div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><embed type="application/x-shockwave-flash" src="http://picasaweb.google.com/s/c/bin/slideshow.swf" width="288" height="192" flashvars="host=picasaweb.google.com&RGB=0x000000&feed=http%3A%2F%2Fpicasaweb.google.com%2Fdata%2Ffeed%2Fapi%2Fuser%2FGlimpsesIntangible%2Falbumid%2F5005765970569420033%3Fkind%3Dphoto%26alt%3Drss%26authkey%3DQrnzuQJyzDg" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer"></embed></div>Paulinehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04396630165479894686noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29075410.post-57592509265342848992009-01-25T22:31:00.004-05:002009-01-25T22:41:05.407-05:00Confetti of Yesterdays<span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;">Peering into this reality</span><br /><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;">Recognizing head on</span><br /><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;">The absence of you!</span><br /><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;">Experiencing loss, anger</span><br /><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;">Sadness, solitude</span><br /><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;">Filling the void with questions</span><br /><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;">Of what to do?</span><br /><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;">Where to go from here?</span><br /><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;">The paper shredder is both</span><br /><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;">Friend and foe</span><br /><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;">Destroying with angry teeth</span><br /><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;">Each handwritten note</span><br /><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;">Leaving me confetti of yesterdays</span><br /><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;">©2009Pauline</span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><embed type="application/x-shockwave-flash" src="http://picasaweb.google.com/s/c/bin/slideshow.swf" width="288" height="192" flashvars="host=picasaweb.google.com&RGB=0x000000&feed=http%3A%2F%2Fpicasaweb.google.com%2Fdata%2Ffeed%2Fapi%2Fuser%2FGlimpsesIntangible%2Falbumid%2F5005765970569420033%3Fkind%3Dphoto%26alt%3Drss%26authkey%3DQrnzuQJyzDg" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer"></embed></div>Paulinehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04396630165479894686noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29075410.post-80704216024672994242009-01-23T13:14:00.002-05:002009-01-23T13:44:09.393-05:00LLAMA January Meeting<div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiyojv8jCyUKgd_xSQVxflFhfJgHPjqisd6s6RkjDklAoRIRKhwBECe6mJAdY5RIJGkbvqEQGjkrDEokMGJF2eFNjkBBpyrMg-muzmgenVzx5UqfTFGhPeFpU0L6bgEePK_G1lF/s1600-h/100_0161%5B1%5D"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294560244130051426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiyojv8jCyUKgd_xSQVxflFhfJgHPjqisd6s6RkjDklAoRIRKhwBECe6mJAdY5RIJGkbvqEQGjkrDEokMGJF2eFNjkBBpyrMg-muzmgenVzx5UqfTFGhPeFpU0L6bgEePK_G1lF/s200/100_0161%5B1%5D" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"> photo by Pauline©2009</span><br /><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><embed type="application/x-shockwave-flash" src="http://picasaweb.google.com/s/c/bin/slideshow.swf" width="288" height="192" flashvars="host=picasaweb.google.com&RGB=0x000000&feed=http%3A%2F%2Fpicasaweb.google.com%2Fdata%2Ffeed%2Fapi%2Fuser%2FGlimpsesIntangible%2Falbumid%2F5005765970569420033%3Fkind%3Dphoto%26alt%3Drss%26authkey%3DQrnzuQJyzDg" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer"></embed></div>Paulinehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04396630165479894686noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29075410.post-62594600763517537702009-01-20T14:16:00.004-05:002009-01-20T14:48:23.878-05:00Inaugural Observance<span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;">Myriad of emotions </span><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;">unspoken</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;">written upon the faces hidden</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;">beneath </span><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;">appropriate smiles</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;">joy, anticipation, disappointment</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;">what private thoughts are processed</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;">along the corridor and stairs</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;">what impact of the peoples cheers</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;">lay etched upon his heart</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;">as history records this day</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;">no promises are heard</span><br /><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;">yet the audience holds fast</span><br /><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;">in waiting for his whispered word</span><br /><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;">of hope, renewal, some new start</span><br /><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;">one step forward into the brightness</span><br /><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;">of our future days.</span><br /><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;">©2009Pauline</span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><embed type="application/x-shockwave-flash" src="http://picasaweb.google.com/s/c/bin/slideshow.swf" width="288" height="192" flashvars="host=picasaweb.google.com&RGB=0x000000&feed=http%3A%2F%2Fpicasaweb.google.com%2Fdata%2Ffeed%2Fapi%2Fuser%2FGlimpsesIntangible%2Falbumid%2F5005765970569420033%3Fkind%3Dphoto%26alt%3Drss%26authkey%3DQrnzuQJyzDg" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer"></embed></div>Paulinehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04396630165479894686noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29075410.post-77055575985143974872009-01-13T08:00:00.001-05:002009-01-13T08:00:03.107-05:00Autumn's Rebirth<div align="left"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhj64ujdUML94CHQOfTP-YLDe2bJg6ieLJVyb3m3uHxeDZi2Leea-1TfRp9gibv4vLyIsWehC4EIe8DYczWzKg36G91PRGIY5Q4OzCB1KaoWr5l1xmUMwtSmnCL7j8hnEO5zFuz/s1600-h/000_0239.jpg"></a><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;">Autumn the season</span></div><div align="left"><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;">that says goodbye</span></div><div align="left"><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;">leaves flutter an</span></div><div align="left"><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;">autumnal dance and</span></div><div align="left"><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;">rest upon earths floor</span></div><div align="left"><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;">yet an unexpected</span></div><div align="left"><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;">invitation surprisingly</span></div><div align="left"><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;">arrives bringing me to</span></div><div align="left"><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;">witness rebirth from</span></div><div align="left"><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;">on high</span></div><div align="left"><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;">baptismal water and lifted</span></div><div align="left"><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;">hearts</span></div><div align="left"><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;">choir fulfilling angelic sounds</span></div><div align="left"><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;">autumn's goodbye is no longer</span></div><div align="left"><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;">found</span></div><div align="left"><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;">our spirits are stretched</span></div><div align="left"><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;">passing through invisible bounds</span></div><p align="left"><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"></span></p><p align="left"><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"><span style="font-size:78%;">©2008Pauline</span></span></p><p align="left"><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"><span style="font-size:78%;">gift of witnessing an adult baptismal ceremony</span></p><div align="left"><br /></div></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><embed type="application/x-shockwave-flash" src="http://picasaweb.google.com/s/c/bin/slideshow.swf" width="288" height="192" flashvars="host=picasaweb.google.com&RGB=0x000000&feed=http%3A%2F%2Fpicasaweb.google.com%2Fdata%2Ffeed%2Fapi%2Fuser%2FGlimpsesIntangible%2Falbumid%2F5005765970569420033%3Fkind%3Dphoto%26alt%3Drss%26authkey%3DQrnzuQJyzDg" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer"></embed></div>Paulinehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04396630165479894686noreply@blogger.com2