Elizabeth Melton Parsons

Writing~Art~Life


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I Carry Your Heart With Me

i carry your heart with me

i carry your heart with me (i carry it in
my heart) i am never without it (anywhere
i go you go, my dear; and whatever is done
by only me is your doing, my darling)
i fear
no fate (for you are my fate, my sweet) i want
no world (for beautiful you are my world, my true)
and it’s you are whatever a moon has always meant
and whatever a sun will always sing is you

here is the deepest secret nobody knows
(here is the root of the root and the bud of the bud
and the sky of the sky of a tree called life; which grows
higher than the soul can hope or mind can hide)
and this is the wonder that’s keeping the stars apart

i carry your heart (i carry it in my heart)

e. e. Cummings


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I Never Lost As Much-Emily Dickinson

I Never Lost As Much

I never lost as much but twice,
And that was in the sod.
Twice have I stood a beggar
Before the door of God!

Angels, twice descending,
Reimbursed my store.
Burglar, banker, father,
I am poor once more!

– Emily Dickinson


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Happy Valentine’s Day

Valentines day

Forever at His side to walk

Forever at His side to walk —
The smaller of the two!
Brain of His Brain —
Blood of His Blood —
Two lives — One Being — now —

Forever of His fate to taste —
If grief — the largest part —
If joy — to put my piece away
For that beloved Heart —

All life — to know each other —
Whom we can never learn —
And bye and bye — a Change —
Called Heaven —
Rapt Neighborhoods of Men —
Just finding out — what puzzled us —
Without the lexicon!

Poem by: Emily Dickinson


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Blog Buddy Friday: Gary Maxwell

Gary MaxwellI’d like to introduce everyone to poet/songwriter Gary Maxwell over at Fool’s Blog. Gary is probably one of the most charming and talented wordsmiths I’ve ever had the pleasure of knowing. He can turn a simple line of poetry into a complete story simply by choosing the right words and by manipulating the way the words are used. It’s amazing.

His poetry never fails to delight and entertain. He has an awesome sense of the ridiculous and never fails to give me a good laugh or two or three. If I need to feel a little more cheerful all I have to do is visit Gary for a while and he never fails to add a dose of humor to my day. But he’s not all about humor. Some of his work is very serious and thought provoking.

There’s one more thing you need to know about Gary. He just happens to be a darn nice guy. Go visit Gary and have some fun with words and while you’re there read Massachusetts, one of his serious pieces and one of my favorites.  https://yeoldefoole.wordpress.com

Photo is not mine. All rights belong to Gary Maxwell.


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Blog Buddy Friday: Maniparna Sengupta Majumder

maniparnaMy blog buddy Friday posts continue today as we visit with Maniparna Sengupta Majumder at Scattered Thoughts. Maniparna resides in Kolkata, India and her blog is similar to mine in that she writes and posts on a large variety of topics. You’ll find lovely photos, poems, short stories, book reviews, product reviews, childhood memories, and just random thoughts.

Maniparna is a strong personality, intelligent, beautiful and charming. Her blog reflects this in every way. In her own words she says, “What I feel, I write”. I’ve found this to be very true as I’ve visited her over the months. Maniparna has strong opinions on different issues and isn’t afraid to voice them. She’s also a delightful lady and it’s been a great pleasure getting to know her better.

Take a little time, drop in at Scattered Thoughts and say hello to Maniparna. You’ll love her and her blog. I know I do. 🙂

Photo is not mine. It is the property of Maniparna.

 


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Old Man Winter Is Angry

A couple of days ago I was listening to Robins sing at the window and watching Bluebirds and Towhees beginning to nest. My tulips were up about four inches, sedum and hyacinth too. I thought spring was just around the corner. Then Monday night and all day Tuesday we were blasted by old man winter. Heavy snow, frigid temps and howling wind blowing it all around. I’m wracking my brain trying to remember what in the world I did to that old man to raise his ire to such a degree. I’m thinking about baking chocolate chip cookies as a piece offering.  I want spring and I think Robert Frost did too while writing his poem: To The Thawing Wind. Here’s the poem and a glimpse of our new snow.

snowy drive

snowy drive

my snowy drive

my snowy drive

To The Thawing Wind

Come with rain, O loud Southwester!
Bring the singer, bring the nester;
Give the buried flower a dream;
Make the settled snowbank steam;
Find the brown beneath the white;
But whate’er you do tonight,
Bathe my window, make it flow,
Melt it as the ice will go;
Melt the glass and leave the sticks
Like a hermit’s crucifix;
Burst into my narrow stall;
Swing the picture on the wall;
Run the rattling pages o’er;
Scatter poems on the floor;
Turn the poet out of door.

…Robert Frost


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For Claudette

Once again I’m posting my remembrance poem in honor of a lost loved one. First I’d like thank all of you for your beautiful, thoughtful comments and prayers. I’m taking this week, then I’ll be back. ❤

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Claudette

Remember Me

Remember me_

not as a date or time,

but as a person.

Remember me_ 

I was weakI was strong.

I was afraidI was brave.

Remember me_

I had wantsI had desires.

I had needsI had goals.

Remember me_

not as an event in history,

but as an individual.

Remember me_ 

I lived I loved,

I laughedI danced.

Remember me_

ÓElizabeth Melton Parsons


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Blog Buddy-Day 1- Deb Stevens

Deb

On this first day of the new year (for us in this part of the world) I’d like to introduce you to one of my dearest friends, Debbie Stevens from NSW Australia. I first met Deb online many years ago and we became fast friends, communicating through instant messages, email and telephone. This charming lady has been a blessing in my life and I will be forever grateful for her friendship. A talented poet/writer, she not only works a full time job, but campaigns tirelessly to bring about awareness and early detection of Ovarian Cancer. Twice nominated for the Australian of the Year Award, Deb is always number one in my book. Although she doesn’t have time to be a gung ho blogger, she does have a WordPress blog and her posts are always entertaining and informative.  https://deliberatelydebbie.wordpress.com I’ve posted one of her poems below. Now everyone go give Deb a shout out when you have the time.

Secret of the Sea

Ash on his boots
No more luster, no more shine
Her face at a window
Takes him to another time
Applause is for the wind
One big step to have it all
Notes of a melody play over in his head
He places one more call
One secret told, she kept it safe
A stranger’s heart cried out for more
She returns the favour with her lips
A greater challenge lay in store
Beyond the plank meant a last farewell
Camel coat, soft hat and case
Second thoughts as the smoke screen lifts
Not the home he will embrace

Poem and photo: Copyright Debbie A Stevens


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Merry Christmas and Strange Happenings

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Eric is coming home for the holidays on Friday and I have a million things to get done before Christmas day so I won’t be around until after Christmas. Thought I’d better hop on here and wish all my buddies a very Merry Christmas. But first I’d like to tell you about a couple of strange things that happened to me recently. As I’ve stated before many times, I’m no longer actively pursuing my writing career. Shoot, I don’t even write anything on most days, although the bug still strikes at times.

When I decided to stop contacting agents and publishers and go to self publishing everyone told me I was nuts, but I never regretted that decision. I loved everything about being an indie author. Maybe I’m just a control freak, maybe not, but I loved it. And when I got the rights to a couple of my books back, I self published them too.

Regardless, I was recently contacted by a prestigious agent with an offer. I ignored it, thinking it some kind of joke. Then a couple of weeks later I was contacted by a very large and well known publisher saying they were extremely interested in my work and asking for a short summary and the first fifty pages of any new manuscript I was working on. I had to laugh. So I immediately set about checking to make sure neither of these were scams. Nope, they were both legit offers. If I’d gotten either of these offers ten years ago, I’d have been over the moon and doing back flips in the front yard. Now I could care less. Very strange. You work hard and get mediocre offers and contracts. You stop caring and you’re offered what you always wanted. I just do not understand that at all. Just goes to show anything is possible. So all you writers waiting for your big break, it could be right around the corner. Don’t give up.

Here’s wishing you all a very Merry Christmas. Big Hugs to you all. 🙂 See you soon!


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Happy Thanksgiving!

Thanksgiving, a day of thanks for all our blessings. Last year I wrote a list of a few things I am especially thankful for and that list still holds. I’ll be busy baking all day today and tomorrow I have guests coming so I won’t be around again until next week, but wanted to come on here and wish everyone who celebrates Thanksgiving a glorious holiday. And a very happy, peaceful day for those of you in places not celebrating Thanksgiving. Since I’m pressed for time I’m re-posting one of my old Thanksgiving poems. Love you all! ❤

Thanksgiving-Postcard

Thanksgiving at Grandma’s

Grandma’s pumpkin pies

Cinnamon, ginger, all spice…

the scents of heaven.

The old farm house…

filled with family,

filled with love.

Grandpa saying grace…

Giving thanks for family, friends…life.

The crackling of logs on the fire

bringing warmth to the chill of Autumn.

Grandma’s smile…

bringing warmth to our hearts.

Bowing my head with the others

I give thanks…

For Thanksgiving at Grandma’s.

Poem Copyright: Elizabeth Melton Parsons

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