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                                                          L. Grimley

Seek not peace, yet seek not strife,
But be assured that all will be
As God has set forth for all destiny.
Come not looking for answers smooth
To questions of life as yet unused.
Live each day knowing that when
The time has come for things undone,
That all will unfold and all will be told,
As those of old have seen and spoken
From days long ago.
                                               L. Grimley

Just Be ~

From whence do I come?
From whence do I go?
Nay, for I say, as surely
As the wind does blow,
As surely as the sun shines,
So then shall I be.
                         L. Grimley

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A beautiful place to contemplate, meditate and just be,Sholom Park is located in Ocala, Florida.

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Peace at Christmas and all Year

Peace the Angels Sang                                   

And the angels sang
On high to the Almighty
Peace on earth good will

This film was made in 1939; it’s a cartoon, but a very sobering one, pause for much reflection on Peace on Earth!

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Let There Be Peace On Earth

Let there be peace on earth
And let it begin with me.
Let there be peace on earth
The peace that was meant to be.
With God as our Father
Brothers all are we.
Let me walk with my brother
In perfect harmony.

Let peace begin with me
Let this be the moment now.
With every step I take
Let this be my solemn vow.
To take each moment
And live each moment
With peace eternally.
Let there be peace on earth,
And let it begin with me.

         written by Jill Jackson Miller

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Once In A Blue Moon – a haiku

                                                                                                                     L. Grimley

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 Up high in the sky
Beaming smile for all to see
Once in a blue moon

First I painted Mr. Moon on yupo paper with alcohol inks,  then uploaded to computer and worked a little digital magic.

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Tarzan’s Serenade – a poem

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The rustle of the trees
Shook the quiet of the day,
When much to my surprise
Way up high in the sky
Came the mighty sound
Of swhooshing!

With a hearty high-ho!
My love came swooping
From the trees
And fell upon his knees.
Taking my hand lovingly,
Saying “Please, Fly away with me now,
I be your Tarzan
You be my Jane
Sweet music we make
While lying awake
In the treetop of love
With the sky above,
Shining stars twinkling,
Moonlight falling on your hair,
Face oh so fair!

Then I nodded yes,
And with great finesse
He gave a wild whoop,
Grabbed hold of the vine
And away we did fly to the
Top of the sky, making love
To the tune of Cheetah’s sweet croon.
                                 L. Grimley

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Flower Symphony – a poem

Flower Symphony

Beauty is fresh and as lovely
As be the flowers in springtime,
As they wobble their heads gently in the breeze,
As they slowly climb their way to the stars,
For only to see the purple aplomb
Of all the angels ‘round the lilacs fair.

Centered there amongst the stars
Is a d’lightful hand of jubilant giants
Of molded mounds of marigolds,
Sitting round the echoless sounds
Of daisies pleasantly pleased with
Their effortless ease in growing
And being the forefront of things.

As all the flowers perk alike
To the stars that be aglow with light,
Sifting and seeding the sky with love,
And showing all the flowers that be:
Now, yes now comes the time to sing,
As each little flower learns to bring
Its radiance of love to all above,
And to shower about their fragrance fair.
In sharing with nature their heavenly air.

                                                    L. Grimley

The Frog Serenade

The Frog Serenade

As the first four frogs sat sitting ‘round the pond,
And the fifth frog sat sitting ‘round the fire,
Along came a little spider spinning as she went
A shiny purple web all crooked and bent.

Frog number five jumped to his feet and hopped
Straight forward, nee-deep! nee-deep!
Then the first four frogs joined in as they came
Upon frog number five doing the same.

Singing a song to the itty bitty spider
As he weaved his web all crooked and bent
To a froggy tune heavenly sent:
Nee-deep! Nee-deep! Nee-deep!

                                          Lessandra Grimley

Diary of a Frustrated Writer

Diary of a Frustrated Writer

 

That world out there stays the same,
It’s me inside that goes insane.

The world goes on no matter what,
But me inside, no matter what,
Never stays the same – or so it seems.

As I wrestle with the many dreams
That flicker, flash, then fall apart..

                                        L. Grimley ’81

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Laughter I hear, do ye?

Laughter I feel, do ye? Where?

Around the trees and around the bees,

As they busily busy themselves with the trees.

Do ye know what I mean?

As the laughter wells bigger and bigger,

It seems most impossible to straiten oneself,

In the proper perspective

Of one in good health.

Who could understand the lifeless door of ease

As each little couplet comes across the

Channel  in need?

 

In need of what?  Laughter I say,

For who can be taken

Through life’s dreary door

If nowhere there be

Any laughter to make

The journey agree

                       L. Grimley ’75

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