Share Your World – February 27, 2017


 

 

Share Your World – February 27, 2017

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black-or-green-olivesEver ran out of gas in your vehicle?

No. Never. When I was able to drive I always made sure that I had a full tank of gas.

Which are better: black or green olives?

Neither one. Olives are too salty and I cannot eat them. High Blood Pressure. Pass the grapes or blueberries instead.

If you were a great explorer, what would you explore?

Africa. For me it would be like going home since that is where my ancestors are from. Not so much explore as it would be a Pilgrimage. Return to the Motherland. Fortunately I’ve made many friends from Africa via Blogging so I will go to Africa some day.

Quotes List: At least three of your favorite quotes?

 

Habakkuk 2:2

King James Version (KJV)

And the Lord answered me, and said, Write the vision, and make it plain upon tables, that he may run that reads it.

Proverbs 4:7

King James Version (KJV)

Wisdom is the principal thing; therefore get wisdom: and with all thy getting get understanding.

And anything my parents used to say.  Here are three from my Dad Edward G. Palmer:

I complained because I had no shoes until I met a man who had no feet.

It is better to light one candle than to curse the darkness.

Get something in your head not just on your head.

And from my Mom Mable Palmer:

If you mess up. You clean up.

God don’t like Ugly.

What goes around comes around.

Optional Bonus question:  What are you grateful for from last week, and what are you looking forward to in the week coming up? 

Grateful that today is my Birthday and God has allowed me to see another year of life. Happy to be 58!! Looking forward to my upcoming vacation starting Friday. Planning to spend time with my brother Stephen and relax.

 

 

 

Vermillion


Vermillion

Minions Blood dice
Minions Blood dice

Chasuble and Chalice
Shall hold forth no malice
until that great day when the dragon lies
slain by his excellent silver sword.

Cries for help often go unanswered
condemning lost souls to the noisy desperation of
unmarked graves.

T’is useless to summon the gods of war
as other battles take precedence

Yours is a wailing that echoes throughout time
over the crooks and valleys of a deserted land
waiting for a legion that shall never arrive

Prisoners paraded boils and pockmarked stigmata
marching towards the land of Shades
Neither in this world or fully in the next one.

Twilight evermore………………

I fell upon my sweet sweet sword when I heard the dirge
emerge.

Once I was a Queen my brilliant vivid ruby red velvet purple blue
robes now tattered with scorn…

Now Empress of the dung heap. A loathsome swollen twisted
disfigured mass of fuming flesh aching for renewal while
another round of spittle hits the mark

Badly mangled I creep towards a salvation always just out of reach.

Crimson runs rampant along it’s craggy shores.

Copyright DeBorah Ann Palmer 2015