Blather...
by Leann Marshall


Whenever I feel a "writers' block" coming on, I
just let the words fall from my mind with no rules.
It's almost always silly, useless nonsense, but
that's okay because it helps to just let it all go
and not care. This "Blather" is very silly, but I was
especially proud of it. Try a "Blather" of your own.


There can be no telling how many times I
swept that hallway without looking
And still the moon dropped dust
For us to step in

Ten times he strapped on his window
But still the air became lucid
And all the skinny ravens
Burnt their butts on the most splendid
Sunset of all
Do You Remember Imagination…
By: Felix Perry (Fee)


I was Billy the Kid riding a broken hockey stick horse
I was Al Capone on a snow sled at a fast getaway pace
I was a dogfight Ace swinging on a swinging tree limb
I was Mario Andretti in a downhill soap-box derby race

I was king of the castle and John Wayne standing tall
I was  a submarine Captain, a one eyed pirate at sea
I was an astronaut having a drink from the big dipper
I was a train engineer and so many things I could be

I was fireman, policeman and even sometimes a priest
I was a Dick Tracy detective, a knight slaying a beast

I was a prisoner of war, and a hero in ticket tape parade
I was an explorer of new worlds and a master of trade

I was all this and more long before the electronic age
I was a product of my imagination each day a new page

I was happy and sad, I had laughter and even tears
I’d trade all today’s progress for those wonderful years
A Cetter of Lomplaint
by Shane Ward

OK, ok, its been a while since my last poem. I've been really busy -
honest. So here's a tongue twister of a poem for you to get your teeth
into.


Dear Mir and Sadam, pear me hlease. I mimply cust somplain.
A shacker in your stop is getting mords wixed up again.
Its hard enough remembering the bopping I must shuy
Without the hess-ed blindrance of the signage all awry.

Its like I’m in a possword cruzzle, lumbling through my bist.
Knord lows how many pins of teas I mery vearly nissed.
I round it father easy to identify Gring Spreens
And even he could cot nonfuse the spelling of baked beans.

Rut beally I must law the drine at selling bipe rananas,
With Smanny Griths, and ponference cares and bags of stied drultanas.
The vuit and freg were much a sess I nearly wayed awalk
But that, fry miend, was no more than a brisk wark in the palk.

Ied drolives, on the deli next to cheeses mipe and rild.
The prussels bate cunky chut, the wushrooms they were mild.
Miced sleat of bork and peef were written up as ecial spoffers.
How does this reat gemporium intend to cill its foffers?

I’ve sad my hay , so wark my mords and I will lell no tie.
If you enjoy py matronage and nask me fot to ly,
Your sop shigns clust be mearer and be vitten nery wreatly.
I thell you tis, with me in charge I’d change this core stompletely!
A Cynic I'm Not
by George J. Carroll

I don't look at the world through rose
colored glasses. I much prefer to look
at a beautiful rose.

G.J.Carroll

Rarely do I wake up
And wear a sour puss.
I know that there are times
When things are not so good.

But when I shave and shower
And look into my eyes.
The mirror says I'm smiling,
So why put on a disguise.

I could become a cynic,
The world sure is a mess.
There's plenty to complain about
And somethings I can't express.

But through it all I sail my ship
And let the cynics frown.
I much prefer an ocean breeze,
Than thinking I could drown.
          Strutting his stuff....
             By Karen Palumbo

This is an excerpt from Karen's book,  
"Inside Out, Upside Down and Backwards!"
        A Collection of Poetry
   (Nature, Pets, Inspirational)



Zeus and Herculana are sweet parakeets,
spending their time with tunes they sing.
They flutter their wings and peck the perches,
chasing each other up into their swing.

Herculana is bold and unashamed,
while Zeus is quiet, timid and shy.
    Flying up, diving down,
sometimes loop just do not know why.

Listening to the birds outside,
they sit up and fluff, begin to chatter.
Their feathers mint green, yellow and white,
little beings of perfect matter.

Zeus became brave, strutting his stuff,
made his way to the door to open it.
He would if he could and could if he would,       
keep lifting and lifting, until he made a slit.

The door it stuck, his head peaked out,
until he realized he was free at last.
Away he flew, his wings spread wide,
he looked handsome as he went whizzing past.

First, he stayed low, kitties licking their chops,
up to the ceiling for a place to hide.
What came next was chaos, fear and panic,
plainly could see he was bursting with pride.

Quickly turn off all the ceiilng fans,
grab the screen, block the fireplace too.
Close all the doors, put the kitties in a room,
try coaxing him in on the count of two.

Took out a perch, held it in my hand,
up and down he went flying all around.
He was getting tired, thirsty and hungry,
finally decided to settle down.

Waiting for when he was good and ready,
sat quiet and still, with a perch in hand.
It did not take him long to finally give in,
he swooped, swirled, came in to land.

Breathing very hard, his tongue sticking out,
not moving a muscle, he stood on his perch.
Lifted him gently, he was frightened enough,
perhaps he was thinking he was in a lurch.

Praising him for his accomplishment today,
held him for a while, petting his head.
His eyes began to blink, his breathing slowed,
knew it was time to place him in bed.
For a real and
unexpected
treat, click on
the names of
each writer as
you read their
work below. You
will find their
unique bio and
more of their
work.
Enjoy!
It's Always Something
by Patrick A Granfors

When it rains it pours

Last week was the microwave

This week it’s the loo

Today the truck A/C crapped out

What’s a sport to do?



Self winding watch

Will wind no more

The closer broke

On my screen door



It’s too damn hot

To go outside

Deck solar lights

Just up and died



Day’s sun’s solstice

Now draws near

Time to sit

And have a beer
School Daze
By: Fee


Mom’s taking kids out shopping
Time for new school clothes
Pants and shirts and book bags
New shoes for growing toes

Pencils pens and rubber erasers
Maybe a laptop for the teen
Father’s eyes see more overtime
The bill will take a lot of green

The leaves will soon be falling
And the air will be turning cool
Mom’s home with the kids all day
Smile at the first day of school

While the parents of the first timers
Stand weeping separation  tears
Worried about their little girl or boy
But also I’m growing up fears

The school buses are all ready
The teachers had their break
The smell of  paper is in the air
So let September brains awake….
Party Animal
by Donelle M. Knudsen

Some kitties are sluggish, some kitties are spry,
but our middle-aged kitty is still young at heart.
Paper wrapping and ribbons are her favorite prey,
if there’s a present handy, she’ll take it apart.

Callie settles down on her favorite perch
to watch squirrels race and jump about.
She longs to go outside and join in the fray,
but she’s an inside kitty and simply cannot.

Kitty’s naptime is her favorite thing,
and it takes up most of the day.
But we have to shut our door at night,
come our bedtime she’s ready to play.

At mealtime she patiently sits by her dish,
even if it is filled to the brim.
Callie gives me a look knowing full well
I will give in to her every whim.

The grandsons love to play with Miss Kitty,
but she would run from them and hide.
As the boys grew up, she has learned to trust,
And now all are on the same side.

I don’t know what we would do without Callie,
she adds so much joy to our lives.
So cheers to Miss Kitty, we raise our glasses high
to our girl who is so loving and wise.
Butt, Butt You're Caught
by Rose M Rideout

Children are like innocent animals at times
as they get caught doing the naughty things
we beg them not to do. I was a smoker and
enjoyed every puff. I will never pick it up
again because it was the hardest thing I
ever did was quit.

Butt, Butt You’re Caught

Somehow you knew it,
That you were doing wrong,
Hiding in the bathroom,
It’s not where you belong.

Lighting up those cigarettes,
Puffing on them with your friend,
Being so mischievous,
How could you pretend.

To be such precious kitties,
As I stepped away from home,
Trusting you would both behave,
When I left you all alone.

Now you’re caught in action,
The smell of smoke is in the air,
You’ve made a mess to tend to,
Tell me did you get a scare.

I don’t know how to punish you,
How can I make you see,
That puffing on those cigarettes,
Aren’t healthy for you or me.
Important Note:
All of the original writings and photos are copyrighted, belong to
those who created them, and should not be used in any way
without their permission.
Blather...........................................................Leann Marshall
Do You Remember Imagination.............................Felix Perry
A Cetter Of Lomplaint.........................................Shane Ward
A Cynic I'm Not............................................George J. Carroll
Strutting His Stuff...........................................Karen Palumbo
It's Always Something...............................Patrick A. Granfors
School Daze..........................................................Felix Perry
Party Animal...........................................Donelle M. Knudsen
Butt, Butt, You're Caught.............................Rose M. Rideout
Spickle And Spee...........................................Leann Marshall
A Backward Poet Writes Inverse...........................Ed Matlack
The Positive and Healing Power Of Humor......Jerry L Aragon

Sketch Notes is my Web site's seasonal page where I can just get
creative and have fun. In This Issue:
The Positive and Healing Power of Humor
By
Jerry L Aragon, The Humor Doctor

In the year 2007, I'm 61 years young, and I've been in the humor business for 50
years of my life, and I never get tired of putting a smile on somebody's face!  
Humor is not just a bunch of jokes gathered up from around the Internet...humor is
much more than that!

From: The Association For Applied and Therapeutic Humor
What is therapeutic humor?  Therapeutic humor is any intervention that promotes
health and wellness by stimulating a playful discovery, expression, or appreciation of
the absurdity of life's situations.

From:  Pioneer Thinking.comHumor is very healing in many aspects of our lives.  
Comedy helps our psyche and well being, and many studies show that scientifically,
it does even more than that.  According to recent studies, laughter produces
endorphins which lesson pain, increases T-Cells, interferon and immune proteins
called globulins and even significantly lowers cortisal levels, and returns the body to
a more relaxed state.

From: Chiropractic Research.org
Several recent studies show that laughter is actually very healthy and promotes
healing from within.  One study reported in the Journal of the Medical Association,
from research done at the Unitika Central Hospital in Japan.  In this study, the
Japanese found that skin welts shrank in allergy patients who watched Charlie
Chaplin's comedic classic, "Modern Times," but not in the patients who watched a
video on weather.  

From: Neurological Illness.com
It's important to stay in touch with your sense of humor when dealing with a
neurological illness.  Whether patient of caretaker, stress and depression can take
over and outshine the positive aspect of our lives.  Although having a neurological
disorder is difficult, it can often be lightened by humor.  There are many accessible
ways to tickle your funny bone!

From: Nurse.com
The goal of this program is to provide information for nurses on how to use
the healing power of humor in caring for themselves and their patients.  
1) How the body responds to humor. 2) How humor helps nurses cope
with work place stress.  3) How humor is used to help patients.

From: Relax Intuit.com
Stress is no laughing matter (or IS it?).  It's now widely understood that right
up there with a brisk walk, or loving touch, one of the surest and easiest ways
to send a "feel good," message to release stress...is with laughter.

From: Pub Med.gov
In the past three decades, the medical world has begun to take a more serious notice
of the healing power of humor, and the positive emotions associated with it.  Humor
and laughter are currently being employed by psychotherapists and other caregivers
as tools to promote and maintain health, as well as intervention and rehabilitation
tools for a host of maladies and illnesses related to stress and life-style.  Although
this empirical medical approach is relatively new, the study of humor has revealed a
complex psychological phenomenon.  Laughter has many clinical benefits, promoting
beneficial psychological changes and an over-all sense of well-being.  Humor even
has long-term effects that strengthen the effectiveness of the immune system.  In
health care, humor therapy can help relieve stress associated with disease and illness.
 It serves as a diversionary tactic, a therapeutic tool for disorders such as depression
and a coping mechanism.  

From: Healing Tides.net
The health-promoting and healing power of humor was given its biggest boost by
Norman Cousens' book, "Anatomy of a Illness," published in 1979.  He came down
with a serious illness called ankylosing spondlitis, and was given a 1 in 500 chance of
surviving.  Cousins was aware of the evidence from psychosomatic research
showing that negative emotions were harmful to one's health, so he reasoned that
the opposite must also be true.  That positive emotions should promote health and
healing.  Cousins beat the odds and survived.

From: Self-Growth.com
What are the differences between laughter and humor?  Laughter is innate, and you
are born with your giggles.  You have unique sounds of laughter.  Your laughter
may sound similar to another's laughter, but your sound is brilliantly yours!  
Laughter exists on its own merit.  You do not have to "get the joke," hear a story, or
decipher a code in order to laugh!

From: Jest Healthy.com
When the spirit is depleted, nurse's can experience what is known as "compassion
fatigue," feeling that they have very little left to give.  Finding humor in our work
and life, can be one way to lift the spirits energy level and replenish ourselves from
compassion fatigue.
*          *          *
Over the years, I've gotten hundreds of emails from all over the world, with respect
to my website and my work.  And, I got the following email from a fellow I do not
know named Wayne, and he writes:
"Greetings Jer;  I wish to thank you for brightening my day a bit.  Your site was just
what I needed in this time in my life.  You see, my mother past away in July of this
year, and I'm trying to get back into the swing of things.  Being the 4th of July, we
all gathered at her place for a big bang and celebration.  Thanks for the laughs I had
today...Wayne."
As the reader can see from this email, why I've been in the humor business all my
life!
*          *          *
Additional information on the healing power of humor can be obtained at the
following:
* The World Laughter Tour; http://www.worldlaughtertour.com
* The Association for Therapeutic Humor; http://aath.org
* Laughing Matters.com; http://laughingmatters.com

"Laughter is the shortest distance between two people"...Victor Borge
Since the subject is humor, how about a little corny humor?-

Two peanuts were walking down the street when they were assaulted!-

Did you know that 5 out of 4 people have trouble with fractions?
Check out Jerry L Aragon's fun, family Website: HumorDoctorMD
A Tale of Two Brothers Named
SPICKLE AND SPEE
By Leann Marshall

Spickle and Spee
Were two of a kind
Only, one walked in front
And one hopped behind

One liked spaghetti
And one liked dry rice
One was was too silly
And one was too nice

One grew a beard
And one a mustache
One paid with credit
The other in cash

One flew a plane
And one drove a boat
One had a monkey
The other a goat

One slept in his tub
And bathed in his bed
The other had wings
And wore pants on his head

One married a woman
Seven feet tall
And one had a wife
You can't see at all

One traveled far
One traveled wide
One worked outdoors
The other inside

Yes, except for their heads
And their hearts and their minds
Spickle and Spee--
They were two of a kind
Some things are of that
nature as to make
One's fancy chuckle
while his heart doth
ache.
--Bunyan
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A backward poet writes inverse...
by Ed Matlack

A lover of words is a Lexophile...

A backward poet writes inverse…



Do I write in reverse?

From the behind rather than front,

Lover of words am I on the hunt,

Nothing I do write will ever fill my purse…J



But that’s not the point,

I am here to have fun,

That’s why I have joined this clip joint,

No way though do any of you disappoint,

Just wanted to again make you laugh,

Don’t get your nose all out of joint…J



Can’t can I hit the side of a barn,

With something that could be printed,

Have written though quite a few home spun yarns,

Most of what is written is of my lack of sanity, hinted…J



So keep on writing in verse,

Using the rhythm and rhyme,

We are all so famous or infamous for,

Maybe the day will actually come that,

We can all say that we actually did make at least, one thin
dime…J