Special Thanksgiving Meal
By Larry Linville
Thanksgivings were meager on our farm.
Never a turkey dinner with its charm.
Nine mouths to feed a chicken dinner.
In those days I was so much thinner.
The duck migration crossed our little farm,
but without a gun we caused them no harm.
One day our father saw a strange new sight.
A duck walked by who was injured in flight.
The hunter hadn’t been very good,
but he provided our thanksgiving food.
My father chased down that injured creature,
knowing he’d be our thanksgiving feature.
We built him a pen in which he could stay,
until the approaching Thanksgiving day.
On this one holiday we were in luck,
our special meal was not chicken—but duck.
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Monday, November 19, 2007
Sunday, November 18, 2007
Jesus Couldn't Be Elected President
Jesus Couldn’t Be Elected President
By Larry Linville
Jesus couldn’t be elected today
His words would not be what we want him to say
Swords into plowshares would not get it done
Turn the other check cause us to run
Since he said nothing to condemn the gays
A lot of voters he’d lose these days
He commuted the sentence of the woman’s stoning
With a effort to bring about a larger atoning
Feeding the hungry was high on his list
But it would get him called a socialist
Our eye-for-an-eye we try to agree
That he would replace with a leftist policy
Loving your enemies just doesn’t work
After all, you don’t know where this scum lurk
If they don’t look and believe just like us
We know he would want us to cuss
Their differences with which we disapprove
And we should make them from our country to move
Although he has changed lives for two thousand years
He can’t bet elected because of our fears
His greatest opponents in his campaign
Would be those with so much to gain
If they would begin to see things His way
And listen to all he has to say
We’d have to place more allegiance in him
Than in what the loud voices shout out so grim
His slogan would be peaceful and loving
Instead of the violence message we’re shoving
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By Larry Linville
Jesus couldn’t be elected today
His words would not be what we want him to say
Swords into plowshares would not get it done
Turn the other check cause us to run
Since he said nothing to condemn the gays
A lot of voters he’d lose these days
He commuted the sentence of the woman’s stoning
With a effort to bring about a larger atoning
Feeding the hungry was high on his list
But it would get him called a socialist
Our eye-for-an-eye we try to agree
That he would replace with a leftist policy
Loving your enemies just doesn’t work
After all, you don’t know where this scum lurk
If they don’t look and believe just like us
We know he would want us to cuss
Their differences with which we disapprove
And we should make them from our country to move
Although he has changed lives for two thousand years
He can’t bet elected because of our fears
His greatest opponents in his campaign
Would be those with so much to gain
If they would begin to see things His way
And listen to all he has to say
We’d have to place more allegiance in him
Than in what the loud voices shout out so grim
His slogan would be peaceful and loving
Instead of the violence message we’re shoving
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Friday, November 16, 2007
Catching Up
I cannot believe how busy I have found myself. Now, I think this is good to a degree. I think too many people retire and just sit around. I don't think that is good. I will not let that happen for me. So here are some of the things I'm doing --- in case you're interested.
1. I go to the gym four mornings a week to get exercise. That is important for my diabetes control but it's also important for my overall health.
2. I work at the computer with my poetry and a short story about a dog who communicates with me through the computer. Since March I have written over 150 poems. I've probably written a dozen episodes of the dog story. I have a manuscript for a book of 60 poems at the publisher right now.
3. I have filled pulpits. I've preached at 7 churches since July 1. I will be preaching at the church I now attend, North Star, on Nov. 25th and I will be preaching at Turney on Dec. 16th and 23rd and lead a Christmas Eve service on the 24th.
4. I help at my own church. I enjoy hearing my pastor's sermons. I have also worked with the Children's Church one Sunday and I will be working with the Confirmation class in December. I'm also working with the formation of groups.
5. I continue to attend the lectionary study on Tuesday's at noon even though I don't write a sermon each week. This is a source of keeping my mind occupied and it is a time of fellowship.
6. When Thelma quit working we started a part-time business. We are trying to help people have legal protection at an affordable price. Most of us can't afford to just call a lawyer with a question. Many of us don't have a will. We are working with a company that makes this available at no additional charge over the membership fee. We are excited to be able to help people and put a few dollars in our pockets. If you find this worth checking out, I invite you to visit my webpage: wwww.prepaidlegal.com/hub/larryrlinville.
7. Thelma and I actually have time to do things together after all these years of chasing our separate jobs. Besides our times with the business, we are able to attend family events more and be at things our children and grandchildren are doing.
I was going for ten things. God seems to think in tens but God also did a lot of sevens so I'll let that do it. Because of all these activities, my poetry output has slowed so I may have to blog about other things. BUT DON'T WORRY -- I'll still have plenty of poetry. I'll be posting a poem about why Jesus Couldn't Be Elected President and I also am working on a poem about Mary's call to give birth to Jesus.
May you have a good day.
Larry
1. I go to the gym four mornings a week to get exercise. That is important for my diabetes control but it's also important for my overall health.
2. I work at the computer with my poetry and a short story about a dog who communicates with me through the computer. Since March I have written over 150 poems. I've probably written a dozen episodes of the dog story. I have a manuscript for a book of 60 poems at the publisher right now.
3. I have filled pulpits. I've preached at 7 churches since July 1. I will be preaching at the church I now attend, North Star, on Nov. 25th and I will be preaching at Turney on Dec. 16th and 23rd and lead a Christmas Eve service on the 24th.
4. I help at my own church. I enjoy hearing my pastor's sermons. I have also worked with the Children's Church one Sunday and I will be working with the Confirmation class in December. I'm also working with the formation of groups.
5. I continue to attend the lectionary study on Tuesday's at noon even though I don't write a sermon each week. This is a source of keeping my mind occupied and it is a time of fellowship.
6. When Thelma quit working we started a part-time business. We are trying to help people have legal protection at an affordable price. Most of us can't afford to just call a lawyer with a question. Many of us don't have a will. We are working with a company that makes this available at no additional charge over the membership fee. We are excited to be able to help people and put a few dollars in our pockets. If you find this worth checking out, I invite you to visit my webpage: wwww.prepaidlegal.com/hub/larryrlinville.
7. Thelma and I actually have time to do things together after all these years of chasing our separate jobs. Besides our times with the business, we are able to attend family events more and be at things our children and grandchildren are doing.
I was going for ten things. God seems to think in tens but God also did a lot of sevens so I'll let that do it. Because of all these activities, my poetry output has slowed so I may have to blog about other things. BUT DON'T WORRY -- I'll still have plenty of poetry. I'll be posting a poem about why Jesus Couldn't Be Elected President and I also am working on a poem about Mary's call to give birth to Jesus.
May you have a good day.
Larry
Sunday, November 11, 2007
Left At The Park
Left at the park
By Larry Linville
We had a big church picnic at the city park
We’d been there all afternoon and it was getting dark
I’d been at the playground overwhelmed by the fun
As our car drove off and it was too late to run
My parents thought I was there as they drove away
And I was left there standing in my great dismay
I don’t know how far they went before they turned around
But my father wasn’t happy and thus he wore a frown.
I was the age of Jesus when he was left behind
He seemed to deal much better and keep calm in his mind
His parents were embarrassed when he wasn’t there
My parents tried to calmly help me with my scare
Jesus sought his Father’s will -- I was just playing
Pleasure I was seeking -- he was truly praying.
Our motives were different on our fateful day
But the same God was watching to keep us both okay
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By Larry Linville
We had a big church picnic at the city park
We’d been there all afternoon and it was getting dark
I’d been at the playground overwhelmed by the fun
As our car drove off and it was too late to run
My parents thought I was there as they drove away
And I was left there standing in my great dismay
I don’t know how far they went before they turned around
But my father wasn’t happy and thus he wore a frown.
I was the age of Jesus when he was left behind
He seemed to deal much better and keep calm in his mind
His parents were embarrassed when he wasn’t there
My parents tried to calmly help me with my scare
Jesus sought his Father’s will -- I was just playing
Pleasure I was seeking -- he was truly praying.
Our motives were different on our fateful day
But the same God was watching to keep us both okay
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Wednesday, November 7, 2007
A Poetic Moment
When I started this blog back in April, I had a backlog of poems. I remember that I even posted more than one a day. As the time has gone by I have come to a time when I post less often. I have been extremely busy with events in my life. My fear is getting to the point that I post less often and then you quit looking. I don't want that to happen. And it won't.
I have been fully retired for a little over 4 months. During that time I have filled pulpits 8 times (which I really enjoy doing). I am trying to volunteer at the church I attend -- North Star United Methodist Church. Thelma has retired and we are adjusting to our schedule together. I also have a manuscript of 60 poems at a publisher. I also have a little story going on from a "communicating dog" named Phydoux. I haven't posted them here --- yet. I wanted to keep this poetry, but perhaps I'll change my mind.
Thelma and I have also begun a network marketing business on a part time basis. We are excited about being able to help common people have affordable legal services which are normally reserved for the wealthy. It also gives Identity Theft protection -- which is a growing problem in our world. I just read that Kansas City is 35th highest in identity theft in the nation. That's frightening.
So, I'm taking time today to let you know that I may not post every day, but stick with me because my poems come in bunches. Let me illustrate this will be latest poem:
A Poetic Movement
Larry Linville
I write my poems everywhere
Could be here and could be there
No matter if I’m fresh or tired
I have to write when I’m inspired
If not then I will forget
And set around and stew and fret
I always have paper and pen
‘cause it may not come back again
Now that it’s written, I have to rush
please excuse me while I flush
I have been fully retired for a little over 4 months. During that time I have filled pulpits 8 times (which I really enjoy doing). I am trying to volunteer at the church I attend -- North Star United Methodist Church. Thelma has retired and we are adjusting to our schedule together. I also have a manuscript of 60 poems at a publisher. I also have a little story going on from a "communicating dog" named Phydoux. I haven't posted them here --- yet. I wanted to keep this poetry, but perhaps I'll change my mind.
Thelma and I have also begun a network marketing business on a part time basis. We are excited about being able to help common people have affordable legal services which are normally reserved for the wealthy. It also gives Identity Theft protection -- which is a growing problem in our world. I just read that Kansas City is 35th highest in identity theft in the nation. That's frightening.
So, I'm taking time today to let you know that I may not post every day, but stick with me because my poems come in bunches. Let me illustrate this will be latest poem:
A Poetic Movement
Larry Linville
I write my poems everywhere
Could be here and could be there
No matter if I’m fresh or tired
I have to write when I’m inspired
If not then I will forget
And set around and stew and fret
I always have paper and pen
‘cause it may not come back again
Now that it’s written, I have to rush
please excuse me while I flush
Sunday, November 4, 2007
Didn't Know What I Was Doing
Didn’t Know What I Was doing
By larry linville
Most of the stuff that I have done
I didn’t know what I was doing.
When I first had food in my mouth,
without teeth, I just started chewing
I didn’t know what to do at school
when I arrived on that first day.
But I bluffed at everything I did
so they would allow me to stay.
When my report card was given me
at the end of the year, I gasped.
‘cause I saw that inscription
that let me know I had passed.
This ritual was the same each year
I always feared that I would fail.
But every year I received good news
so I could travel on down the trail.
With seminary degree in hand
I went to serve some churches,
never knowing all I felt I should
to successfully face what lurches.
Now that I’ve retired from my work
and my life enters another stage.
I still don’t know what I’m doing
because I’ve never been this age.
© Copyright 2007 Larry Linville (UN: larrylinville at Writing.Com). All rights reserved.
Larry Linville has granted Writing.Com, its affiliates and syndicates non-exclusive rights to display this work.
By larry linville
Most of the stuff that I have done
I didn’t know what I was doing.
When I first had food in my mouth,
without teeth, I just started chewing
I didn’t know what to do at school
when I arrived on that first day.
But I bluffed at everything I did
so they would allow me to stay.
When my report card was given me
at the end of the year, I gasped.
‘cause I saw that inscription
that let me know I had passed.
This ritual was the same each year
I always feared that I would fail.
But every year I received good news
so I could travel on down the trail.
With seminary degree in hand
I went to serve some churches,
never knowing all I felt I should
to successfully face what lurches.
Now that I’ve retired from my work
and my life enters another stage.
I still don’t know what I’m doing
because I’ve never been this age.
© Copyright 2007 Larry Linville (UN: larrylinville at Writing.Com). All rights reserved.
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Thursday, November 1, 2007
Redneck Girl
Redneck Girl
By Larry Linville
She’s a red-neck girl with a dress of blue
she got at Goodwill for a buck or two
She’s eatin’ some ribs at the bar-b-cue
And washin’ it down with a local brew.
Multi-colored hair braided on one side
Her hair spray comes from a can that says “Pride.”
Her mascara is at least a week old
and I’m thinkin’ it is starting to mold
she says “you’uns” and also “sho’ nuff”
as she gives that Marlborough one last puff.
When in trouble she will never say quit
She’ll clear her throat, and cough, and then she’ll spit.
When it appears she is all out of luck
She jumps into that rusty pick up truck
And loads up hogs in back and dogs in front
And heads to market as you hear them grunt.
© Copyright 2007 Larry Linville (UN: larrylinville at Writing.Com). All rights reserved.
Larry Linville has granted Writing.Com, its affiliates and syndicates non-exclusive rights to display this work.
By Larry Linville
She’s a red-neck girl with a dress of blue
she got at Goodwill for a buck or two
She’s eatin’ some ribs at the bar-b-cue
And washin’ it down with a local brew.
Multi-colored hair braided on one side
Her hair spray comes from a can that says “Pride.”
Her mascara is at least a week old
and I’m thinkin’ it is starting to mold
she says “you’uns” and also “sho’ nuff”
as she gives that Marlborough one last puff.
When in trouble she will never say quit
She’ll clear her throat, and cough, and then she’ll spit.
When it appears she is all out of luck
She jumps into that rusty pick up truck
And loads up hogs in back and dogs in front
And heads to market as you hear them grunt.
© Copyright 2007 Larry Linville (UN: larrylinville at Writing.Com). All rights reserved.
Larry Linville has granted Writing.Com, its affiliates and syndicates non-exclusive rights to display this work.
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