tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-89634249615484965362024-09-05T08:05:02.852-07:00As an interested bystander I listen carefully and usually come up with an opinion. Sometimes my sensibilities and ideas are too good to keep to myself so I offer them to all interested bystanders who care to find out what ever I discovered. I learned a lot from my VIOLETS IN A COFFEE CUP. Written in poetic form; read all about it.lilyputzzhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08049240770584282976noreply@blogger.comBlogger17125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8963424961548496536.post-72010538536369890092011-11-29T10:35:00.001-08:002011-11-29T10:35:14.115-08:00<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"> <br /></div>lilyputzzhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08049240770584282976noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8963424961548496536.post-30223615322032953312011-09-19T08:42:00.000-07:002011-11-29T10:41:17.517-08:00<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"> <a href="http://poetryandpowefulwords.blogspot.com/b/post-preview?token=jGERhDIBAAA.1LM2FPa6aIwR_hnzEaRBfA.dLpwb7mrnq7DS9hbOEHqCQ&amp;postId=6162939218839836199&amp;type=POST">LILY'S TO SENSE 2: Preview "LILY'S TWO CENTS: LILY'S TWO CENTS: DRIED APPLE PIE"</a>: <br /> <br /> <a href="https://chrome.google.com/webstore/detail/pengoopmcjnbflcjbmoeodbmoflcgjlk" style="font-size: 13px;">'via Blog this'</a></div>lilyputzzhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08049240770584282976noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8963424961548496536.post-17068458046190766252011-09-18T11:31:00.000-07:002011-09-18T11:31:07.905-07:00<a href="http://lilystwocents.blogspot.com/2011/09/dried-apple-pie.html#comment-form">LILY&#39;S TWO CENTS: DRIED APPLE PIE</a>lilyputzzhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08049240770584282976noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8963424961548496536.post-69123141618233501032011-09-10T06:55:00.000-07:002011-09-10T06:55:35.194-07:00<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"><a href="http://www.picassohead.com/?id=d511a3d#.TlbbvJuELWl.blogger">Soul Mates by LILYPUTZZ</a>: Picassohead<br /> <a name='more'></a></div>lilyputzzhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08049240770584282976noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8963424961548496536.post-44789364537020856492011-08-31T07:33:00.000-07:002011-08-31T07:33:11.005-07:00<a href="http://lilystwocents.blogspot.com/2009/11/withdrawal_19.html">LILY&#39;S TWO CENTS: WITHDRAWAL</a>lilyputzzhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08049240770584282976noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8963424961548496536.post-39964574930795433792011-08-31T07:27:00.000-07:002011-08-31T07:27:23.234-07:00<a href="http://lilystwocents.blogspot.com/2009/11/be-upbeatnik_15.html?showComment=1287187402620#c1711064703864086935">LILY&#39;S TWO CENTS: BE AN UPBEATNIK</a>lilyputzzhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08049240770584282976noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8963424961548496536.post-85402991755187506662011-08-25T04:37:00.000-07:002011-08-25T04:37:15.433-07:00<a href="http://lilystwocents.blogspot.com"></a><a href="http://lilystwocents.blogspot.com/2009/11/be-upbeatnik_15.html?showComment=1287187402620#c1711064703864086935">LILY&#39;S TWO CENTS: BE AN UPBEATNIK</a>lilyputzzhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08049240770584282976noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8963424961548496536.post-86854619109333085832011-07-30T10:40:00.000-07:002011-07-30T10:40:10.612-07:00<a href="http://www.facebook.com/sharer/sharer.php?u=http%3A%2F%2Fpoetryandpowefulwords.blogspot.com%2F%3Fspref%3Dfb&amp;t=LILY%27S+TO+SENSE+2">Facebook</a>lilyputzzhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08049240770584282976noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8963424961548496536.post-36999659049016050592011-07-30T09:51:00.000-07:002011-07-30T09:51:12.237-07:00<b></b> VIOLETS<br /> <br /> <b>Violets, a delight to my inner being<br /> Stand in silent beauty <br /> The leaves bunched in colorful display<br /> I eat breakfast and glance up <br /> Enhanced with wonderment by this hookup<br /> Of flowers and a coffee cup.<br /> New flowers appear and I am thrilled<br /> Purple beauty; one is white<br /> I contemplate God’s unspoken meaning <br /> At this garden site<br /> The green leaves appear mysterious in extended greeting<br /> While I drink a toast of coffee to our glorious morning meeting.</b><br /> <br /> Lillian Heeney<br /> <br /> <a href="http://lilystwocents.blogspot.com/"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjEX5N6XmUwN7ekWlVFsQDw9JKp6MFbs7N3-fo-3rLEsvClDz8rJQqsinjd8zKGP1aKBTta0D8tRXwZXxX5ucU6GuJDi0yimZ2Ik7SaxalgMYyk6CDDZL_rsmcqfuniZq8bKst5rsIvgRU/s1600/DSCN0268.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear:left; float:left;margin-right:1em; margin-bottom:1em"><img border="0" height="150" width="200" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjEX5N6XmUwN7ekWlVFsQDw9JKp6MFbs7N3-fo-3rLEsvClDz8rJQqsinjd8zKGP1aKBTta0D8tRXwZXxX5ucU6GuJDi0yimZ2Ik7SaxalgMYyk6CDDZL_rsmcqfuniZq8bKst5rsIvgRU/s200/DSCN0268.JPG" /></a></div><br /> </a><br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> lilyputzzhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08049240770584282976noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8963424961548496536.post-84926592588985537562010-09-01T06:08:00.000-07:002010-09-01T06:08:59.445-07:00<b><i>While standing and observing<br /> I came across a woman<br /> Who was both upset and unnerving<br /> <br /> Dishing out the dirt<br /> Slathered with blather<br /> Witch got trumped by frump<br /> <br /> The little lady couldn't count<br /> The drinks she drunk<br /> Or verbalize the thoughts she thunk<br /> <br /> She was as pissed as a skunk<br /> Not that skunks drink too much<br /> They just stink too much.<br /> <br /> Lillian Heeney 8/26/2010<br /> </i></b>lilyputzzhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08049240770584282976noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8963424961548496536.post-34629392819558875412010-02-12T07:53:00.000-08:002010-02-12T07:53:26.061-08:00<a href="http://poetryandpowerfulwords.blogspot.com/2009/04/lost-cord.html#links">PRESIDENTIAL ELECTION AND COOL STUFF: THE LOST CORD</a>lilyputzzhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08049240770584282976noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8963424961548496536.post-3935929491890297152010-01-23T10:24:00.001-08:002010-07-27T05:01:45.630-07:00lilyputzzhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08049240770584282976noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8963424961548496536.post-12145584901650854922009-10-09T09:10:00.000-07:002010-07-27T05:01:45.634-07:00<a href="http://search.mywebsearch.com/mywebsearch/default.jhtml?ptnrS=ZKxdm021YYUS&amp;ptb=_uaHmf5BfDkvRRWKJpnX_w#">Images</a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /> SEER<br /><br />They say in December of two-thousand,thirteen, <br />The world will end as we know it.<br />This means there will be nothing to defend<br />And naught can be done to abort it.<br /><br />With all it's finality we can't avoid it<br />Think of the hours squandered to ponder this conviction<br />Nostradomus with predictions of historic predilections<br />Took the time and energy to record it.<br /><br />Seer, you are no friend of this generation<br />We read you but owe you no confirmation<br />For this dastardly and consuming proclamation<br />You're a copy cat and a master of intimidation.<br /><br /> Lillian Heeneylilyputzzhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08049240770584282976noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8963424961548496536.post-12761796741455890362009-08-24T19:50:00.000-07:002009-08-24T19:50:29.961-07:00<div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjZZfYMMkaRVZyUng0H3-WtfQvjgB4JNgUhXr3ur5tay7X_b71xVOr_9hmHR3ohc-hsJlDkk3tEz8d8NzakC4oXPTt3YqDbHP_OZxzWBIHp1Jsyc3ojrrip5wYbzVqacxAue5AeIYDDuks/s1600-h/image003.jpg"><img border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjZZfYMMkaRVZyUng0H3-WtfQvjgB4JNgUhXr3ur5tay7X_b71xVOr_9hmHR3ohc-hsJlDkk3tEz8d8NzakC4oXPTt3YqDbHP_OZxzWBIHp1Jsyc3ojrrip5wYbzVqacxAue5AeIYDDuks/s160/image003.jpg" /></a> </div>I'm happiest when my grand children are around for me to see, with appreciation joy in living. In my case I'm doubly blessed. In addition to Grand, I have seven who are GREAT.<div style='clear:both; text-align:CENTER'><a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'><img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /></a></div>lilyputzzhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08049240770584282976noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8963424961548496536.post-76822688090103171202009-05-25T08:16:00.000-07:002009-05-26T10:22:08.524-07:00Two mysterious observers in black watched as I turned the ground over to plant my flowers. They were blackbirds perched on a perpendicular point adorning a gazebo roof top. It seemed strange because there’s usually only one on the bird throne. There seems to be a hierarchy among our feathered friends that causes the favored perch to be claimed by competing birds as witnessed by me.<br /><br /><br />The Gazebo, in front of my house, in the middle of a cul-de-sac, about fifty feet away from my garden could have no relevance to me so I forgot about it and plowed on until the mailman came by.<br /><br />Retrieving my mail and upon returning to the garden spot, I saw the two blackbird marauders working diligently for freebees. It was as though I had put up a sign saying , “FREE WORMS’. I am impressed by their knowledge and skill to find easy pickings. I did all the work and they benefited. There lurks the joy of flying, observation and expertise all rapped up in a plot to use the world around them to positive advantage.<br /><br />I hadn’t given much thought to our feathered friends and especially black birds who are not the prettiest of the flying flock. But these two gave me pause for considering their place in the universe. Stored in their little bird brains are ways and means for survival; long distance eyesight with calculating patience for approaching their object. <br /><br />Not to forget that birds could fly long before man discovered how to.<br />And that birds are hatched with feathers is the reason they need to.lilyputzzhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08049240770584282976noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8963424961548496536.post-33274728143612778252009-04-01T11:47:00.000-07:002009-04-01T11:47:28.143-07:00<a href="http://images.google.com/imghp?ie=UTF-8&amp;rlz=1B3GGGL_enUS315US316&amp;hl=en&amp;tab=wi">Google ImageSe</a><a href="http://images.google.com/imghp?ie=UTF-8&amp;rlz=1B3GGGL_enUS315US316&amp;hl=en&amp;tab=wi">arc</a><br /><br /><br /> LET'S CELEBRATE!<br />Tis Spring<br />Da boid is on da wing<br />Why dat's obsoid<br />Da wing is on da boid.<br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">(A golden oldie from way back when,<br />first quoted from I don't know who.)<br /></span>lilyputzzhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08049240770584282976noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8963424961548496536.post-43730957746118225702008-12-02T09:57:00.000-08:002009-04-17T09:25:34.658-07:00<After shopping at the local supermarket. I sat down on a bench in front of the store. I could see the checkout from there. I noticed the look on peoples' faces as they checked out. There wasn't much of the usual happy holiday season smiles or enthusiasm indicating happy preparations and shared good spirit.</div><br /><div>I was inspired to write the following poem:</div><br /><div> </div><br /><div> <em> EAT TO LIVE</em></div><br /><div><em>Maneuver a cart</em></div><br /><div><em>Push and stop</em></div><br /><div><em>Prices outrageous</em></div><br /><div><em>Call a cop.</em></div><br /><div> </div><br /><div><em>The cop shops in that store too</em></div><br /><div><em>So what do you think he can do?</em></div><br /><div><em>He digs for money,</em></div><br /><div><em>The same as you.</em></div><br /><div><em></em> </div><br /><div><em>The lesson here as you can tell</em></div><br /><div><em>Is go on a diet; you might as well</em></div><br /><div><em>Be able to say, "Don't I look swell?"</em></div><br /><div><em>While prices and economy go to hell.</em></div><br /><div><em> </em><em> </em></div><br /><div><em> <font size="1">Lillian Heeney 2008</font></em></div><br /><div><em></em> </div>lilyputzzhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08049240770584282976noreply@blogger.com0