Thursday, May 5, 2022

HAPPY ANNIVERSARY WISHES

                                            What I said almost a year ago still holds true today...



A TOAST FROM A PARENTAL PERSPECTIVE:  When a child is born and they hand you that little bundle, the first time you look into their tiny, trusting face it's only natural to want to give them everything, to promise them the world... and so you whisper into their ear: "The Best is Yet to Come"...Yet, with the passage of time, you realize just how much wisdom needs to be passed on such that they best achieve their goals and evolving dreams in the lengthy journey toward adulthood.



Ryan and Alison, your very presence here tonight signifies your successful segue into responsible adulthood but it's truly more than that: it represents a facet of the so-called CIRCLE OF LIFE... To me, circles are the perfect symbol of 'completeness'...like a ring, there are no broken lines in their form... and "completeness" is a good thing, particularly in a relationship...


In the late 1890s, a well-known poet, Elizabeth Barrett Browning, wrote a famous poem that focused on 'completeness'.  In fact,  back in the 70s I had a poster above my bed bearing her salient words:

I love you not only for what you are

But for what I AM when I am with you...

I love you not only for what you have made of yourself,

But for what you are making of me...

And... I love you for the part of ME

that you bring out...[for you complete me]...

 


Browning's sentiments clearly emphasize the significance of completeness in a relationship, but they likewise invoke 'a generosity of spirit', and this brings me to some cherished wishes I'd like to share with Ryan and Alison:

 May you always need one another...

(Not so much to fill your own emptiness, but to appreciate what true fulfillment really is...)

May you always 'lean on' one another, as well,

(Yet, never out of weakness, but of selfless reciprocity)...

May you embrace one another,

( but not in a manner that encloses, stifles, or suffocates)

Most importantly, may your happiness be strongly amplified by charity,

AS WELL AS ALWAYS (by) making ONE ANOTHER happy !!!




In closing...

The little boy (who once played) is now a bride groom,

The little girl (her parent's once carried) is now a lovely bride;

As witnesses to their wedded vows just recited,

We, [friends/family] stood by their side...

So, Bless the sacred rings around their fingers,

Bless their marriage as man and wife,

Share in their new-journey this evening,


[And 3 CHEERS for The Circle of Life...]


Ryan and Alison : "May The Best Be Yet To Come !!! "


5-5-2022

 

May Day's Now Past

The sweet glare of dawn-break

Adorns the morning dew;

There's a balmy blanket of countless hues arising...


Violet tulips trade tepid daffodils, one by one, as

 Greens grow more verdant and the overhead 

Leaf-canopy gradually grows more lush...

The garden beds rejoice;

The fat robins fetch an extra voice;
The spring's azure light gathers 'round

Speckled nests containing open mouths;

And while we watch in utter wonder,

There's a certain niggling question:

What took so long ???

poem by L.P.-G.

Sunday, April 10, 2022

WOULD YOU STATE THESE WERE

"As he rode into the city on a donkey, his followers spread palm branches at his feet and called him 'Hosanna' or 'savior'."



/ˈpä(l)mē/    adjective


However, the word 'palmy' doesn't always relate to palm trees. For example [ #1]:

 

1.  (especially of a previous period of time) flourishing or successful.

"The palmy days of the 1970s"



Now, as far as what would soon follow Palm Sunday, one might invoke the word 'tenebrous' ...

 

ten·e·brous

/ˈtenəbrəs/

adjective: dark, shadowy, or obscure 


 




Why did the Russians say, "Bring us Barabbus?"


How Hell awaits !


Thursday, April 7, 2022

Monday, April 4, 2022

The Cruelest Month: Redux

   

A Simple Question for April...


Where is your sense of disgrace today

 

As the sleet blankets gravel and roof tops ?

 

There's frost connecting my flower beds

 

As well as the blossoming snowdrops...



I would have thought much better of you

 

Had you altered this wicked detraction;

 

Perhaps there's no hope for this 'cruelest of months'

 

And, hence, no kind-hearted redaction!!!


poem by L.P.-G. / April 4, 2022

" April is the cruelest month"

**************


 Redux upon Redux (sigh...)

  [4-18-2022]

There's snow on my magnolia tree;

The daffodils have drooped;

No cherry blossoms smile at me,

And all of Spring

Seems stooped ...


They say of April,

"She's so cruel ! ... No

Saint among our year!"

To April's snowy mess outside:

" Melt fast and disappear !!"

written by L.P.-G.