Thanks to Marilyn W.
SHELTER IN PLACE
Long before the pandemic, the trees
knew how to guard one place with
roots and shade. Moss found
how to hug a stone for life.
Every stream works out how
to move in place, staying home
even as it flows generously
outward, sending bounty afar.
Now is our time to practice –
singing from balconies, sending
words of comfort by any courier,
kindling our lonesome generosity
to shine in all directions like stars.
Kim Stafford
Thanks to Barb W!
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Thanks to Rosemary W.!
I’m normally a social girl
I love to meet my mates
But lately with the virus
here
We can’t go out the gates.
You
see, we are the ‘oldies’ now
We need to stay inside
If they haven’t seen us for
a while
They’ll think we’ve upped
and died.
They’ll
never know the things we did
Before we got this old
There wasn’t any Facebook
So not everything was told.
We may
seem sweet old ladies
Who would never be uncouth
But we grew up in the 60s –
If you only knew the truth!
There
was sex and drugs and rock ‘n roll
The pill and miniskirts
We smoked, we drank, we
partied
And were quite outrageous
flirts.
Then we
settled down, got married
And turned into someone’s
mum,
Somebody’s wife, then nana,
Who on earth did we become?
We
didn’t mind the change of pace
Because our lives were full
But to bury us before we’re
dead
Is like a red rag to a bull!
So here
you find me stuck inside
For 4 weeks, maybe more
I finally found myself again
Then I had to close the
door!
It
didnt really bother me
I’d while away the hour
I’d bake for all the family
But I’ve got no bloody
flour!
Now
Netflix is just wonderful
I like a gutsy thriller
I’m swooning over Idris
Or some random sexy killer.
At
least I’ve got a stash of booze
For when I’m being idle
There’s wine and whiskey,
even gin
If I’m feeling suicidal!
So
let’s all drink to lockdown
To recovery and health
And hope this bloody virus
Doesn’t decimate our wealth.
We’ll
all get through the crisis
And be back to join our
mates
Just hoping I’m not far too
wide
To fit through the flaming
gates!
By Jan Beaumont, Auckland NZ
Worth watching. It makes you proud of our city, health teams, mayor and governor.
With oil prices below zero, will they soon pay us to fill up? Thanks to Mick C.
Thanks to Barb W.!
Click here if you need a hug! https://www.facebook.com/barricae/videos/10156625182707924/
Thanks to Alice and Joe
Thanks to Diane S.!
We are all homebound and not out getting exercise. Try these exercises that Aimee & her Dog, Billie, do at home. Thanks to Margarete B!
Thanks Donna D!
“Lexophile”
describes those that have a love for words, such as “you can tune a piano,
but you can’t tuna fish,” and “To write with a broken pencil is
pointless.”
An annual competition is held by the New York Times to see who can create the
best original lexophile.
This year’s submissions:
I changed my iPod’s name to Titanic. It’s syncing now.
England has no kidney bank, but it does have a Liverpool.
Haunted French pancakes give me the crepes.
This girl today said she recognized me from the Vegetarians Club, but I’d swear
I’ve never met herbivore.
I know a guy who’s addicted to drinking brake fluid, but he says he can stop
any time.
A thief who stole a calendar got twelve months.
When the smog lifts in Los Angeles U.C.L.A.
I got some batteries that were given out free of charge.
A dentist and a manicurist married. They fought tooth and nail.
A will is a dead giveaway.
With her marriage, she got a new name and a dress.
Police were summoned to a daycare center where a three-year-old was
resisting a rest.
Did you hear about the fellow whose entire left side was cut off?
He’s all right now.
A bicycle can’t stand alone; it’s just two tired.
The guy who fell onto an upholstery machine last week is now fully recovered.
He had a photographic memory but it was never fully developed.
When she saw her first strands of gray hair she thought she’d dye.
Acupuncture is a jab well done. That’s the point of it.
I didn’t like my beard at first. Then it grew on me.
Did you hear about the crossed-eyed teacher who lost her job because she
couldn’t control her pupils?
When you get a bladder infection, urine trouble.
When chemists die, they barium.
I stayed up all night to see where the sun went, and then it dawned on me.
I’m reading a book about anti-gravity. I just can’t put it down.
There is a man in the White House
Called many names, even a louse
When ever in trouble
His temper will bubble
And his chest puffs up like a grouse
Thanks to Put B.
Trudy James has spoken here at Skyline before. She sent out an email to many today. Here it is in case you missed it.
Here’s a great one from Ann A. Where’s yours?
I hear limerick writing is easy.
The very thought is making me queasy.
My friends know where it’s at,
They have it down pat,
For them it is totally breezy.
How can they all be so smart?
Poetry, like knitting, is an art.
Their creativity’s on fire,
A trait I admire,
I wouldn’t even know where to start.
Val got fingernail polish for her birthday – three colors: purple, golden yellow, and rosey red. Would anyone like to try them out? Just let Val know: vlynch14@gmail.com
There hasn’t been much to announce in these notices in the past few weeks. That’s probably because there hasn’t been much to do while everything is on pause.
So I think I’ll pause these announcements too until things pick up again. Of course, if you have something you would like to share with Skyline neighbors, just let me know. Write skyline.notices@gmail.com (I’ll check it every now and again), or just write me directly at putnam.barber@gmail.com.
Meanwhile, I’ll see you around the building or in the elevator. Stay home. Stay safe.
Mary M’s family has gotten into limericks and she shares one with us below. Apparently others are into this also, particularly Ross and John listeners. Now the challenge. Please send your limericks (that are fit for publishing) for all to enjoy.
