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Sunday, June 9, 2013 is a free day so there is no prompt for "Blogging Circle of Friends Prompt Forum" ![]() It is a free day, so I can write about anything that strikes my fancy. There are four holiday coming up in the next two weeks that spark my muse's curiosity. Three of them I already knew about, while one of them I discovered when I searched for June holidays. June 14 - Flag Day I watched a black and white rerun to the Lawrence Welk show last night, which was originally filmed close to Flag Day in June 19??, On the show one of the performers read a poem by Walter Taylor Field title Flag of the Free.1 June 16 - Father's Day I decided to look up some family history and found a photo of my father's headstone. I wrote this poem "Visiting my Father's grave online" ![]() ![]() June 18 - International Picnic Day I never heard of International Picnic Day2 before, but that does not mean that the celebration is new. It probably did not spark my interest before today. There are several online sources explaining International Picnic Day and how to celebrate.3 June 21 - Summer Solstice Summer Solistice is the official first day of summer; however, summer with its triple digit temperatures has already begun in Las Vegas. In Las Vegas, the unofficial first day of summer is June 1 when we usually get triple digit temperatures along with high heat warnings. ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() My ponderings in poetic form May result from silent meditation About future possibilities Or from reading lines of sacred scripture My ponderings in poetic form May result from silent contemplation About online research I have done Or from dreams haunting random moments of sleep ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() I write letters to dead people, letters to those who have passed beyond earth's strife. I write letters to dead people, because in my late fifties I came to realize that life and death are part of my soul's education. I write letters to dead people, to prevent this crazy world I live in from driving me completely insane. I write letters to dead people, because letters are poems in the form of prose. I write letters to dead people, to express the joy, the pain, and the wonder of daily existence. Thought of the Day: "Poetry is a deal of joy and pain and wonder, with a dash of the dictionary." - Khalil Gibran Footnotes |