Saturday, April 6, 2013

Thinking about food; Colored eggs; Bread; Easter lizard-bunny; Daffodils; Two trumpets; Glory; Sigh no more

(2 ea)
with salt and course pepper
bedecked a luncheon plate
today, at yon Odd Fellows

Thought we: 
a lovely yellow!

Easter morn
began with a loaf of bread
I thought had been around
for a long time
- too long a time -
As the loaf peeked from my
Easter basket
just the blue part showed
but then the rest of the rainbow appeared.

The blue, being at the end of the loaf,
must have been where the micro-organism
started, but then, miraculously, the fruiting
mold turned to vivider colors
which caused the Easter basketress
to bring loaf a-home.

For KD, she chose a tin of exotic kitty food.
A brand kitty does not usually get.
An Easter treat is.

A cadbury treatis was in there, too.

A french toast was made on Easter
of the moldy-appearing though colorful bread.

Our Plowshares-bought lizard
was fitted with a pair of bunny ears
by Dee for further decoration.
[Ref.: ]
  As shown, he
plays guitar in guitartown
while dancing on jelly beans.


At the window, before the downtown rumble,
a vase of daffodils holds forth in the
Blenko vase, a yellow, flattened vessel
with a cobalt blue base
nicely picking up the City of Waukesha
Bob Uchner-made city seal hanging above.
[Several of his replica leaded glass seals rim the gazebo cupola downtown.]

At the 1st Congregational UCC church
at Easter morning worship,
the Redding twins, Morgan and Thomas,
rehearse the rousing trumpet accompaniment
with the processing choir:
Jesus Christ Is Risen Today

In all my born days
it was the GLORY-EST Easter service ever!

To:  A. Nonny Mouse
our son Leland
NY elementary teacher and Shakespearian


William Shakespeare

"Sigh No More, Ladies..."

(From "Much Ado about Nothing")
Sigh no more, ladies, sigh nor more;
Men were deceivers ever;
One foot in sea and one on shore,
To one thing constant never;
Then sigh not so,
But let them go,
And be you blithe and bonny;
Converting all your sounds of woe
Into. Hey nonny, nonny.
Sing no more ditties, sing no mo, Or dumps so dull and heavy; The fraud of men was ever so, Since summer first was leavy. Then sigh not so, But let them go, And be you blithe and bonny, Converting all your sounds of woe Into. Hey, nonny, nonny.
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