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Wednesday, April 16, 2014

bloggen

Zal ik nou doorgaan met bloggen
Of zal ik maar stoppen
Doe het al zo lang
Tegenwoordig weinig tot niks aan respons
Doe zelf wel elke dag  mijn rondje
En geef ook geen respons
Zou dat met iedereen zo zijn
gewoon fff kijken en doorgaan maar weer

mijn nieuwe vriendjes vinden het wel best zo
gewoon lekker spelen aandacht vragen
en eten ja ja dat is ook erg belangrijk

en dan natuurlijk uitrusten
lekker bij de warme kachel
En ik maar denken wat doe ik nu
wel of niet bloggen

 Ben wel gewoon lekker druk bezig
werk en hobby
mischien toch maar verder met bloggen
en zoals jullie zien in mijn eigen taaltje
gaat toch wat makkelijker

fijne dag
Emmy

Sunday, February 02, 2014

Saturday, January 25, 2014

Tea Time


Come...share a cup of tea with me.
Tell me about your day, how it went.
Would you care for a scone with that?
Come...share a cup of tea with me.

 

Friday, January 24, 2014

Just two

Kittens kittens everywhere
Kittens chewing on my hair
Kittens climbing up my jeans



Kittens hanging from the screens
There's a kitten on each shoulder
Will they do this when they're older?



 Kittens fighting on the chairs
Kittens tumbling down the stairs
There's a kitten on my head



There's a kitten in the bread!
There's a kitten in my shoe
I don't believe we just have two!

 

Friday, January 03, 2014

Cats


Gentle eyes
that see so much,
paws that have
the quiet touch.


Purrs to signal
"all is well"
and show more love
than words can tell.


Graceful movements
touched with pride,
a calming presence
by our side.


A friendship
that will last and grow -
small wonder
why we love them so.



Tuesday, December 31, 2013

Another year is dawning


As the new year blossoms,
may the journey of your life
be fragrant with new opportunities,
your days be bright with new hopes
and your heart be happy with love!

Wednesday, December 25, 2013

Sunday, December 22, 2013

Merry Christmas



I wish you joy all though your holidays,
I wish you good luck that forever stays.
I wish you the love of family and friends,
I wish you happy days that never ever ends.
Merry Christmas to you!

Sunday, December 08, 2013

December

"I heard a bird sing
In the dark of December
A magical thing
And sweet to remember.




'We are nearer to Spring
Than we were in September,'
I heard a bird sing
In the dark of December."
-   Oliver Herford, I Heard a Bird Sing


Friday, November 29, 2013

Home



"Never be the only one,
except, possibly,
in your own home."

-   Alice Walker   

Friday, November 22, 2013

Heart


Shhhh...hear the sweet sound
Listen to your heart singing
dance to the music



 
 

Sunday, November 17, 2013

The Gift


 
 

Friendship is a priceless gift
That can't be bought or sold,
But its value is far greater
Than a mountain made of gold.

The doll is made by my dear Friend Willy go check her blog and the wonderful exhibition of her amazing work


 

Tuesday, November 12, 2013

just stitching

we should be careful
Of each other , we schould be kind
While there is still time

Monday, November 11, 2013

Fairy Houses


The sweet and tiny fairy house
Which the deepest woods disguises;
If you find it, please be kind,
And you may get some fairy surprises!

Thursday, November 07, 2013

the traveling goes on and on


Life is a circle that starts at birth
Keeps on growing and spreading away
Searching it seems for some worth
Death being completion to our dismay

A circle can be a lonely thing
No ending on a path in the dark
Lost and endless the wandering
Where you're always alone and apart

Sunday, October 27, 2013

Travelers Blanket



Circles
Surrounded by them,
You wonder which way
they actually turn.


You spin around
in a dizzy haze
Making life follow you
At each turn.




They have no beginning
And no end


 
 

 

Sunday, October 20, 2013

Yes here she is again


I took here out of the box
to work on here for a bit



The dancing dollies
are dancing again


Sunday, October 13, 2013

after work

some little work for the road
nothing ,s done
so now at home
little stitches
Home

Thursday, October 10, 2013

Home sweet home

back from Lanzarote
we had a lovely holliday
But it is Always good to go home


 

Sunday, September 29, 2013

Autumn Sighs

 

"The leaves are green, the nuts are brown,
They hang so high they won't come down.
Leave them alone till frosty weather,
Then they will all come down together."

Sunday, September 22, 2013

Slowly

The Elephant is Slow to Mate

  by D. H. Lawrence
The elephant, the huge old beast,
     is slow to mate;
he finds a female, they show no haste
     they wait

for the sympathy in their vast shy hearts
     slowly, slowly to rouse
as they loiter along the river-beds
     and drink and browse

and dash in panic through the brake
     of forest with the herd,
and sleep in massive silence, and wake
     together, without a word.

So slowly the great hot elephant hearts
     grow full of desire,
and the great beasts mate in secret at last,
     hiding their fire.

Oldest they are and the wisest of beasts
     so they know at last
how to wait for the loneliest of feasts
     for the full repast.

They do not snatch, they do not tear;
     their massive blood
moves as the moon-tides, near, more near
     till they touch in flood.
- See more at: http://www.poets.org/viewmedia.php/prmMID/15346#sthash.iq1RfPGQ.dpuf
 
little stiches on a lazy sunday
love entwined
 
 

The Elephant is Slow to Mate

  by D. H. Lawrence
The elephant, the huge old beast,
     is slow to mate;
he finds a female, they show no haste
     they wait

for the sympathy in their vast shy hearts
     slowly, slowly to rouse
as they loiter along the river-beds
     and drink and browse

and dash in panic through the brake
     of forest with the herd,
and sleep in massive silence, and wake
     together, without a word.

So slowly the great hot elephant hearts
     grow full of desire,
and the great beasts mate in secret at last,
     hiding their fire.

Oldest they are and the wisest of beasts
     so they know at last
how to wait for the loneliest of feasts
     for the full repast.

They do not snatch, they do not tear;
     their massive blood
moves as the moon-tides, near, more near
     till they touch in flood.
- See more at: http://www.poets.org/viewmedia.php/prmMID/15346#sthash.iq1RfPGQ.dpuf
 

The Elephant is Slow to Mate

  by D. H. Lawrence
The elephant, the huge old beast,
     is slow to mate;
he finds a female, they show no haste
     they wait

for the sympathy in their vast shy hearts
     slowly, slowly to rouse
as they loiter along the river-beds
     and drink and browse

and dash in panic through the brake
     of forest with the herd,
and sleep in massive silence, and wake
     together, without a word.

So slowly the great hot elephant hearts
     grow full of desire,
and the great beasts mate in secret at last,
     hiding their fire.

Oldest they are and the wisest of beasts
     so they know at last
how to wait for the loneliest of feasts
     for the full repast.

They do not snatch, they do not tear;
     their massive blood
moves as the moon-tides, near, more near
     till they touch in flood.
- See more at: http://www.poets.org/viewmedia.php/prmMID/15346#sthash.iq1RfPGQ.dpuf

Friday, September 20, 2013

With love

a present For a special person


after a long talk this little heart quilt

Love that is fragile as a butterfly
that lands in your palm
with a glittering of color
and with trust that you will care
Allowing them freedom
to spread wings in the air
When they are deperate for warmth
a heart staying open
Closing a fist
a soul will be broken
Caring enough
to keep hands open
 Waiting and watching
as love only can

 

Friday, September 13, 2013

Friday Feeling






I have that “Friday feeling”,
I think you know the one.
The weekend is upon us,
Let’s go and have some fun
 

Thursday, September 12, 2013

The Second Hand Shop



Down in the grasses
Where the grasshoppers hop
And the katydids quarrel
And the flutter-moths flop --

Down in the grasses
Where the beetle goes "plop"
An old withered fairy
Keeps a second-hand shop.

She sells lost thimbles
For Fairy milk pails
And burnt-out matches
For fence posts and rails.

She sells stray marbles
To bowl on the green,
And bright scattered beads
For the crown of the queen.

Oh, Don't feel badly
Over things that you lose
Like spin tops or whistles
Or dolls buckled shoes;

They may be things that
Fairy folk can use:

For down in the grasses
Where the grasshoppers hop
A withered old fairy
Keeps a second-hand shop.