Saint of the day: St. Elizabeth of Hungary

Every young girl wants to be a Princess, and a lot of old girls too who are young at heart.  Today's Saint is a great example of what a Princess truly should be.  St. Elizabeth of Hungary lived about 800 years ago.  She was a great mother to her three children, a great wife to her husband who died leaving her a widow, and a very holy woman who always gave to those in need.  At her death, she requested that all of her possessions be given to the poor, save for an old dress that she wanted to be buried in.  St. Elizabeth of Hungary pray for us and for all the girls who want to be Princesses.

A reflection on beauty...

Lost in the Gloaming   Moss grows dim as shadows fall The spark of day now fading Butterfly waltz now slowly settles Last chorus of the sparrow drifting   Lightning bugs will strike a tango To the beat of crickets squeaking Sit we hushed in silent intermission Bowing low to golden orb descending

New Haiku

Aspersions   Tiny rivulets Cast upon my thorny stem  Sting a piercing frost ____________________________ Pax Domini sit semper vobiscum, Paul A. Myers

More silliness

A Stroll in the Park   Oh, where's my wallet?  Where's my keys? I'm standing naked in the breeze. They point and laugh They shout and stare. I try to run, But go nowhere! A sudden thought comes to my head. I must be sleeping. Damn tuna fish sandwich!  ____________________________ Pax Domini sit semper vobiscum, Paul A. Myers

Just for fun...

I'm as good as dead!   Oh, you mighty dragon, You chill men to the bone, how you spread your wings of leather, to dive into my home.                 The best of plans can go awry, that mighty dragon learned. I ate his brains in one large bite.   Oh, dragons out there flying high, you take now my advice. Never try to burn alive,  a zombie of the night. ____________________________ Pax Domini sit semper vobiscum, Paul A. Myers

New Limmerik

Trust in the Magic   There once was a beautiful girl Who found a magnificent pearl She went to the dance For love and romance And woke beside ugly old Merle  ____________________________ Pax Domini sit semper vobiscum, Paul A. Myers

Fun with Pallindromes

No one pipe noon!   Bird. I care? Wolf… Flower… Acid…   RIB!   Acid… Flower… Wolf…  I care! Bird?... ____________________________ Pax Domini sit semper vobiscum, Paul A. Myers