Enjoy the present
Pay tribute to the past
Embrace the new
Senryu
Mural “Theatrical Heartscape” in Salem, OR.
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Shield’s Grocery
Photograph from Newport Township Historical Society
This post is just about one of those childhood memories that happens to pop into your head randomly…. and I thought it was worth recording. Shield’s Grocery was a tiny one room grocery store in the small village of Wadsworth, IL. which was near where I grew up.
It was run by a local lady whose name was “Gracie Shields”, her mom had run the store before her. It is no longer in operation, but my memory of it was every Sunday before attending the local church we would stop at “Gracie’s” store to purchase the Sunday Paper. We never got anything else. No one ever went inside except my dad, and we always stopped on the way to church not after church because then it was too busy and crowded because a lot of church people stopped on the way home. Once home, everyone got their favorite section of the Sunday paper to read, mine of course, was the Sunday Funnies. 🙂
“No More Ghost Bikes”
(Photo: KGW News)
“No More Ghost Bikes”–Portland, Or. Bicycle Awareness Ride–KGW News
Royal Announcement
(clipart from clker.com)
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Stone of Help
Destruction of Many Memories
Image from
http://cinematreasures.org/theaters/4223
Tribute to the Dunes Theatre of Zion, Illinois 1948-2014
The Dunes was torn down today. I and my family have many fond memories of watching movies there.
We were wishing it would have been saved and restored.
Reference article at: http://cinematreasures.org/theaters/4223
Tribute to an Inventor
(image from clker.com)
A Tribute to a Light House
Light House.
Beacon of light,
Leading us safely to shore.
Keep us from danger as we explore.
Shine bright!
Tall tower.
Our guiding light,
Shining out over the sea,
Bringing each vessel safely to thee.
Keep on!
Sentry.
Even in fog,
Your horns sound deep and loud,
To warn us of the foggy shroud.
Our hope!
Striped one.
Each day and night,
You show us the right way,
So that on course we can safely stay.
Stand tall!
Sea guide.
Security,
You give in sight and sound,
To us, whenever you are around.
Thank you!
Crown Cinquain
Leona J. Atkinson 08-07-13
This poem was written in honor of National Lighthouse Day. On August 7, 1789, the United States Congress approved an act for the “establishment and support of Lighthouse, Beacons, Buoys, and Public Piers.” It was two hundred years later that Congress designated August 7 as National Lighthouse Day.
A Tribute to Blaze
Blaze, you seemed to be the perfect rose for late springtime.
They told me you would bloom repeatedly from early summer to fall.
How excited I was to bring you home and introduce you to my garden!
Your profile showed no negatives.
You were:
Shade tolerant,
Resistant to rust,
Had moderate thorns,
And could be trained to climb.
What a keeper!
You certainly seemed to be the prize rose bush!
I planted you and waited eagerly for those profuse semi-double red blooms–but they never came…
Day after day you sat there drinking my water and eating my food
without so much as a bud appearing.
I reread your profile to see if I had missed something,
but all I saw were more amazing attributes :
Grows quickly,
Blooms profusely,
Brings forth thousands of flowers,
Brilliant scarlet red clusters,
So easy to grow it is recommended as a gardeners first rose .
Such amazing attributes do not fit you, the Blaze in my backyard .
You certainly are not a vigorous grower. What is wrong?
Each day you seem to get weaker.
I don’t want to give up on you,
but you seem to have given up on yourself.
The more I try to make you grow, the less you do.
“Talk to him more” mom said.
” Tell him you really care about him.
Encourage him to grow because you know he can.
Start listing all the attributes he has.
Tell him you believe he will become a beautiful blooming bush someday.
Try it and see what happens” she said.
I did. I tried. I talked. I cared.
You grew. You flourished. You became what you were created to be,
a Blaze of scarlet in my backyard and the first rose to bloom this spring !
(Written about Laura Jae’s little late bloomer, Blaze, rose bush.
He is a living testimony that we should never give up on anyone.
For as long as there is life there is hope and with love, care and encouragement,
people, as well as rose bushes, will usually grow and bloom profusely to reach their God ordained destiny. )
Leona J. Atkinson
05-13-13
Leonas Lines--Poetry Plus 