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Thursday, December 30, 2004




"People seldom improve when they have no other model, but themselves to copy after."

--Oliver Goldsmith


More word'Smiths':


  • "Tolerance is a tremendous virtue, but the immediate neighbors of tolerance are apathy and weakness." - Sir James Goldsmith
  • "Happiness never lays its finger on its pulse." - Adam Smith
  • "Above all nations is humanity." - Goldwin Smith
  • "True repentance has a double aspect. It looks upon things past with a weeping eye, and upon the future with a watchful eye." - Robert Smith
  • "It is the greatest of all mistakes to do nothing because you can do only a little. Do what you can." - Sydney Smith

Weather: A rainy Tuesday, the temperatures staying relatively warm (in the 40°'s Fahrenheit). A light rain most of the day Wednesday. A goodly amount of rain Thursday revealing leaks in our humble abode's roof, and elsewhere, and large amounts of snow in the Sierra's. Time to patch the roof again. In hindsight, I would have better served myself had I gone into the construction trade. More rain expected.

The "fall" of Adam and Eve... our Wednesday night lesson from "True to the Faith" closely followed the lesson given in the link.

Babysitting the grandkids while it rains outside on Thursday... David playing a "Quad" vehicle game on his Playstation 2... Ashley on Gail's computer playing the Care Bears games online with me watching, or watching soapys with Gail, or watching David play... me 'putin.

Continued large aftershocks in the 5.5 Richter and above range in the Indian Ocean near Sumatra... the death toll exceeding 120,000 with no end in sight to the escalating total.

My entries... poetry.com: " Poetry in Motion "...
& Haiku daily contests:




~~~~~~~
The HoneyMoon




Removed...

the metes

and bounds

of desire


Lulled...

as to

a flame

into ecstasy


:Bobby Nichols
12-30-2004


Mains des Bien Peintre




Mains des bien peintre

cherchant pure larmes

pour la vie

trempais pinceau...

Fixant tes pauvre

coeur mort


:Bobby Nichols
12-28-2004

~~~~~~~

The Stand


In the spotlight's glare

An albino crab takes stand

Amoungst the sparse grass


:Bobby Nichols
12-30-2004

Moonbeam-Dreams



Rhythmicly the ocean rolls

Welcoming a summer moon

Evoking moonbeam-dreams

Of love's fleeting nights


:Bobby Nichols
12-29-2004


~~~~~~~
Repent




Oft sin

embitters men


Should our souls

be defiled...

Repent


Desire His will

... Salvation


:Bobby Nichols
12-28-2004

"The HoneyMoon "... 'nuf said.

"Mains des Bien Peintre "... or "Hands of the Good Painter "... I used Babelfish for translation and formation of the poem... and is rendered thus: Hands of the good painter seeking pure tears for the life soaked brush fixing your poor dead heart. The 'tiles', again, French words and snippets... I could but try, with apologies to French speaking peoples everywhere.

"The Stand " a Haiku: ... I'm still not sure whether the plot of ground depicted in the photo was a white clay or of a very white fine sand or both or neither. I tried to formulate a verse depicting the overall nature of the crabs background, but proved unsuccessful within the 5-7-5 syllabibble (sic) format. At first I didn't even notice the all white crab... it blended in so well to its environ. The spotlight highlighting the crab was undoubtably of dubious nature. I doubt if the poor crab was allowed to remain... perhaps its last stand.

"Moonbeam-Dreams "... Spurred on while listening to a DVD entitled "The Shore" containing nothing but the sounds of ocean waves breaking on the beach.

"Repent "... Repentance: another step toward exaltation.

In the infinite scheme of things, we are not a people of colors, nor other dividing differences, but rather children of light... children of God. 'Borne' into this wonderful world to explore and be tested in this mortal existence, to be then guided back to His presence through living the teachings of Jesus Christ. I'm grateful for the Bible; and the Book of Mormon... another testament of Jesus Christ; and modern prophets, called of God, beginning with Joseph Smith, Jr. who restored His church. I pray that peace be with you as the New Year approaches... in the name of Jesus Christ.
Amen.

Trok lom !!!





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