Hello Thursday and Hello Thankful Hop fans……………it’s the day of the week when we share our “thankful fors” with each other. I’m super thankful that Brian hosts this Hop for all of us aren’t you? I’m also thankful that Mom and Dad are starting to have nice cozy fires in the fireplace now that the weather has settled into cold most days. I haven’t really appreciated the fireplace that much in my past two winters but this year – I enjoy staring into it and feeling the WARM on my face.
I’m also always thankful that Angel Sammy’s Poetic Thursday poem got here in time for today. He transmits it from the Rainbow Bridge every Thursday and I share it with all of you. Hopefully YOU share YOUR poem with all of us!
Hello Poetic Friends!
Greetings from the Rainbow Bridge………..I know I speak for all of us here when I say “WE MISS YOU” !! Anyway, it’s Thursday and that’s the day we share poetry with each other. Did you write one to go with the photo I gave you last week? Good! Let us know you wrote a poem in our comments so we can visit you and read it OK? I have a lot of fun finding what I think are fun photos for you to use as inspiration for your poetry. Shall we start?
Here’s the photo I gave you LAST Thursday…………..and the poem that I wrote to go with it…………………
“Be Bop and Hop”
Poem by Angel Sammy Kimmell ©November 19, 2019
Humans express themselves in so many ways
They write books, and songs, and even write plays!
But they also come up with some amazing dances
Which can lead to bruises, sore muscles and sometimes – romances!
In eras past some dances were so “athletic”
My Mom says her attempts at those were quite pathetic!
She liked the slow dances – being close – holding on tight
Not performing gymnastic maneuvers that were quite a sight!
Jive, jitterbug, moon walk, polka, hip hop or twist
I could go on forever with a mighty long list
But one style remains and romance still survives
The “close to each other” slow dance beats out that jive!
Mom says all the dance crazes through the years she grew up in were fun but she remembers the slow dances most of all when the guys she would dance with could whisper in her ear, or pull her closer and she felt a lot more special than when she was dancing three feet away from someone hoping they wouldn’t trip her accidentally with a flailing arm or leg! HAHAHA What a picture that is. I’m glad I am a cat and not expected to do any of that kind of stuff – I just sleep, eat and play peacefully!
So how about you? Did you write a poem? Good! If you didn’t – give it a try next week why don’t you……………..here’s next week’s photo:
Interesting? Yeah I thought so too……………..let’s have some fun with this one shall we? We’ll meet here again – same time and day only NEXT week OK?
Love and Hugs from the Rainbow Bridge……………..Angel Sammy
Thank you for visiting us Angel Sammy………………….I like your poem………..I’m glad I don’t have to see Mom and Dad dancing like that around the living room but I admit once or twice they have “slow danced” in there……………I think it’s SWEET!