The cool weather is coming for it is felt when sitting outside with my kitty 'Ginger'. She is so good and always stays with 'Mommy' as she plays in the grass in front of our apartment...rg
7.29.2012
7.28.2012
No Snow for Johnny...
is Now Published and Available
for Purchase - $9.00 Plus Shipping at:
LuLu.com
Search Book Title or
Author's Name - Rhoda Galgiani
Appropriate for all Children's ages
and for Adults who love reading
Children's Stories...
Christmas is coming ~
Would be a Nice Gift for the
Child or Grandchild in Your Family
Order Your Copy Today...
Thank You for Your Support...rg
7.27.2012
Southern Pups Come North for Visit
Russia - 10 Years
China - 12 Years
Bella pronounced Bay-La 2 Years
Dena's Puppy Gang!!! China, Russia and Bella
SPECIAL TRIBUTE TO:
Dena's beloved Shadow 12 Years
She crossed over 3 Years ago...
Beautiful pictures sent to 'Expressions' from owner -
Dena M. Ferrari, Poet NC
'Expressions' thanks you Dena for your contribution
to our website. Your family is fabulous
just like you!!! rg
You may read Dena's expressive poetry at:
Search Poet's Name...
7.24.2012
7.19.2012
Dance of Daydreams...
They stood together
quietly talking
not saying what is in
their heart
just words repeated
from one to another
trying to reason with the
scene at hand
She danced to her own
tune quietly
spins with twirls gently
on the stones
a hum in her throat
combined with
twinkling in her eye
creates a canvas
Those around her
whisper words of envy
for they haven’t the
will to display such a dance
for they hide in their
own dark shadowed walls
and yet, long to display
what they think is valid
Her hair flies in the
wind, gentle curls frame her face
delight is conveyed in
her girlish structure as she
continues her dance in
the square - they watch
unaware of their
glaring eyes she now bows -
as she finishes her
dance of daydreams
- Rhoda Galgiani
- Rhoda Galgiani
7.15.2012
Height of Clarity...
If a dream dies
it is like a
broken-winged bird
that cannot fly
Hold fast to dreams
Colored visions in
memories
Tuck them away
Mend broken-wing
So bird flies to clarity
height
Brings new visions
- Rhoda Galgiani
7.12.2012
Extra Protein...
Big Mac
Burger
Free with coupon
Took home
My frig
Micro’d - the fly won!
Burger
Free with coupon
Took home
My frig
Micro’d - the fly won!
Author's Note:
After buying the burger, taking it home, put in refrig
next day warmed in micro oven for 1 minute -
a fly that landed in the box at McDonald's survived
the whole ordeal. Needless to say, I threw the live
fly out the window - after all that he deserved to live...rg
7.09.2012
7.02.2012
Night Shadow...
Night shadow
Draws picture
On silent
Flat wall
Muted art
- Rhoda Galgiani
Author's Note:
Twister poetry form consists of ten words in one verse; two words for each of the five
Twister poetry form consists of ten words in one verse; two words for each of the five
lines. Words one, four, five, eight and nine are printed in bold and make up the first verse.
This should read clearly. Words one to ten make the second verse. This gives the ‘twist’
to the poem and again should
read clearly, two verses in one poem - the title should beThis should read clearly. Words one to ten make the second verse. This gives the ‘twist’
one word - no punctuation - Rhyming optional...rg
6.26.2012
5.28.2012
Poetry Form by Rhoda Galgiani, Poet
The Sea Lives
The sea taking a salty
breath
Hurried to wake the
sleepy shore
Evades life by a
drowning death
Holds the sandy
earth by its core
Ends a struggle buried
within
Never believed in its
own wake
Enters a place where
oceans spin
Nature’s riptide died
in its quake
Every child laughs a
joyous sound
Delighted sea dances in
wave
Evil thought now hide below
ground
Discover seashells they
now crave
Ending toils shall now disappear
Rough sea became gentle white knight
Today children play with
no fear
Ready to smile waves are just right
- Rhoda Galgiani
Author's Note:
Poetic End Cap - Created by Rhoda Galgiani May 27, 2012
Poetic End Cap - Created by Rhoda Galgiani May 27, 2012
Four stanzas 16 lines total - 8 syllables each line
The end letter will become the Cap letter at the
beginning of the next line - Rhyming poetry form
Rhyming sequence: abab; cdcd; efef; ghgh…
Subject Optional
Subject Optional
5.25.2012
A Day of Joy...
5.23.2012
5.20.2012
Silhouette in the Sun
picturesque in brilliant green
talk to us and our souls
reminding what’s in between
Heaven’s blue will capture you
taking us into rapture’s flight
saving all in a single bound
accepting His destiny’s plight
Speak to Him and call His name
for His words echo’s in our minds
teaching us love and forgiveness
will save our earthly souls in time
His breath was taken long ago
for His flock it’s said, that He died
my sinner’s eyes look at Him
I feel His pain as I cried
Today, bright and glorious blue
I feel His love surely come
For we are but a silhouette
in the shadow of His sun -
remembering the day, He died
for each and everyone
5.14.2012
Poetry with Photo's...

The sun beams, creating diamond light
on a river that cascades carelessly
as a hawk slowly glides upstream
I rest amid the ghosts of evergreens
surrounded by blazing wildflowers
gazing up at tall maples of brilliant green
to the blue that speaks in whispers
I drift in the calm and rise above
Sandra Stefanowich ©6/11

I trust in Him always
Never have I been scorn
For He shows me my path
Showing me truth and love
I am saved from my wrath
I trust in Him always
He makes sure I am safe
Protects my daily stride
Guides me on my journey
Whether narrow or wide
I trust in Him always
For His truth cares for me
He clears dark eyed vision
Counsels my every move
Make the right decision
I trust in Him Always
I will follow Him home
For He is my true Lord
I never need to fear
With Him, my soul has soared
Editor's Note:
Photos taken by ~
Photographer/Poet Sandra Stefanowich, Canada
5.12.2012
5.10.2012
The Artist ~
Object
Attached to none
Making it one
Mountain
High is the hill
Artist
Painting trees still
Artist hand shakes
Moving
Small rapid quakes
Loudly
Artist portraits
Visions of hew
Canvas
For you
5.04.2012
Lost...

Going on about my way
As I grow tall, I will show all
Time will tell - is what I say
Show me the path, take me from wrath
Walking towards a straight line
It is my dream, a laid out theme
That will shine my light in time
Questions I ask, inside a mask
Secretly keeping me sound
Nurtures my soul, from its harsh toll
Until the day - I am found
5.03.2012
4.30.2012
An Awwww Moment...

The Hazel Dormouse is native to northern Europe and Asia Minor.
It is the only Dormouse native to the British Isles and is therefore,
often referred to simply as the Dormouse in British sources.
It hibernates from October to April-May.
4.28.2012
A Kitty's Game ~

Waiting for those Snow Birds...
Clear
Window
Kitty’s peek
What can they see?
Looking for those birds outside
Wishing they would fly and glide
Swoop by the window sill
Kitty’s play their game
Claw the window pane
Inside no gain
Mewing with pain
Dang it!
Flew
Hey!
Slow
Up
Birds
Dream on Kitty Cats
As you, mew Oh, rats!
Tomorrow you play
With Birdies all day
At the window sill
Balloon Form Created by Erich J. Goller 10/29/09
12 lines 1/2/3/4/7/7/6/5/5/4/4/2 syllables
Line 5 lines 1/1/1/1/1/ syllable
Gondola 5 lines 5/5/5/5/5/ syllables
Rhyming optional - any subject
4.23.2012
Smiles...

(Yup! That's a NY Yankee Shirt I have on!
One with a sense of humor
will laugh throughout the day
taking with them joy and love
the way it should be, they say
Laugh we may - for it is right
as the silly in us brings a special glow
laughing together, we spread bright light
sharing smiles, the world will know -
happiness
4.21.2012
4.20.2012
Francis the Cat ~ by John Henson

That’s French you know, for Francis the cat
Here on the Champs Ellysees pickings are fat
And beautiful Mademoiselle’s stop for a chat
Oolala my friend I am in love with them all
Well! I am a young garcon and having a ball
Friends tell me the ladies will be my downfall
So! Until that happens, I will give them my all
I am the aristocat, the lord of the alleyways
Someone crosses my path and bravery he displays
Why I can run faster I know all the pathways
Though the ladies this somewhat dismays
Still I am the greatest there has ever been
A pussy cat extraordinaire, lean and mean
When I’m running away from the scene
I’m the fastest feline the world has ever seen
John Henson, Poet
The Writer's and Poetry Alliance
http://poetryandpublishing.co.uk/
4.19.2012
4.18.2012
Musical Notes

brings the heart to dance
like free birds in the sky -
never asks heaven why
4.06.2012
Happy Easter 2012

we shall come around again in time -
we salvage what truth is for we
shall draw upon it twice as much
Knowing deep in our minds
faith is the key to our sanity -
we lean to those who bring us
safety with their heartfelt love
Knowing deep in our beings
a sanction is waiting to comfort -
leading us to a light of fulfillment
and joy with others who know -
Him
Expressions Poetry Journal wishes you a
Joyous Easter Holiday from our home to yours -
Rhoda, Max and Gracie
4.04.2012
3.31.2012
3.29.2012
Snoozing Kitty Style...

Who says
three's a
crowd?
Four, yeah
maybe...
Submitted to 'Expressions' by
long time friend and supporter
Caryl Ramsdale, NV
3.25.2012
Gracie...
Gracie...
You wake my senses with loving charm as you caress my sleeping form, that brings me out a deep slumber you wake me to the light of an early morn
Sleepy eyed I look at you
excitement stirs within your heart,
knowing I am now awake
knowing I am now awake
brightens your waiting day to start
Each morning you come to me
touching my closed eye or my cheek,some days you lean against my side
finding your own safe place to sleep
And, some morns I wake upon my own
wondering if you forgot me that day,
how silly am I for there you come
you hear me stir as I get up my way -
3.24.2012
3.23.2012
Kitty Play Time...
they romped and played with me,
chasing them around the room
such fun we always have, us three
Moments of joy we share together
tossing their little toys in fun and play,
they hop and jump chasing each other
bringing back the toys - meow they say
My Kitties fill my heart with love
each morning I wake with hugs and purrs,
it’s 6 am they want me to come play,
or open a can of wet food, cuz -
wee’ze hungry, Mom
they say!!!
3.22.2012
Abandoned Baby Owls Adopted

Hatched in an incubator, orphaned burrowing owls Linford and Christie currently reside in the home of Jimmy Robinson, a wildlife park keeper at Longleat Safari Park in Wiltshire, England


Baby owls
Linford and Christie
curl up in tea cups
in the home of their
adoptive parent,
Jimmy Robinson
Photo courtesy of bnps.co.uk
3.20.2012
3.19.2012
Three's a Crowd? Naw!!!

Who said we
can't take a
little snooze
here by
the window
where it's
comfy?

Mommy says
it's Ok
as long as
we're happy
and don't
make a mess!
Submitted to 'Expressions' by
Vernette Hutcheson, LA
3.18.2012
A Memory's Dream ~

into my view, as a halo surrounded you
I saw you, I knew -
As a young girl, you entered my life later asking me
to be a loving wife to share your dreams and time
forever with you -
Early years were tough for us as we learned to trust,
we started our family we grew up strong together
joined, you and me -
Doing what families do, time disappears, as she takes the
youthful years with comfort and joy, a family together
I did not know -
One day you came not to love me moving away from our
home and family leaving me alone lost and confused
your heart wanted to be free -
My mind and heart died that day when you suddenly
decided to go away, I hid my lingering love for you
alone, I cried -
Time and years have swiftly passed, I am still plagued
by the young love that did not last, as I remember
our time you took away -
Old and gray some nights I still dream of moments that
don’t go away as a broken mirror shows me her lines
with visions of the love we once shared as -
young love became a memory’s dream
~~~~~~~~~~
The beginning August 1, 1959 ~ The end May 31, 1984
3.17.2012
A Winter's Moon ~

A winter’s moon touches the clouded sky
never giving thought as to how and why
brings eerie filtered light to darkened trees
creates wandering paths with gentle breeze
Lines of a face seemingly tired and old
moons imprint reveal tales it can be told
years of moonlight shinning down on the earth
captures history that hide a tales worth
Streaming yarns of decades and their glories
the man in the moon records their stories
never forgets who created it all
forming a structure so no one would fall
the cold winter moon sits high in the sky
never giving thought as to how and why
Author's Note:
Sonnet Form - A Shakespearean (English) Sonnet has three quatrains (verses) and a couplet (last two lines) and rhymes abab cdcd efef gg. Usually Sonnets have 10 Syllables per line...rg
3.10.2012
I'm Sorry - Your Duck Has Passed Away...
A woman brought a very limp duck into a veterinary surgeon. As she laid her pet on the table, the vet pulled out his stethoscope and listened to the bird's chest. After a moment or two, the vet shook his head and sadly said, "I'm sorry, your duck, Cuddles, has passed away."
The distressed woman wailed, "Are you sure?"
"Yes, I am sure. Your duck is dead," replied the vet…
"How can you be so sure?" she protested. "I mean you haven't done any testing on him or anything. He might just be in a coma or something."
The vet rolled his eyes, turned around and left the room. He returned a few minutes later with a black Labrador Retriever. As the duck's owner looked on in amazement, the dog stood on his hind legs, put his front paws on the examination table and sniffed the duck from top to bottom. He then looked up at the vet with sad eyes and shook his head.
The vet patted the dog on the head and took it out of the room. A few minutes later he returned with a cat. The cat jumped on the table and also delicately sniffed the bird from head to foot. The cat sat back on its haunches, shook its head, meowed softly and strolled out of the room.
The vet looked at the woman and said, "I'm sorry, but as I said, this is most definitely, 100% certifiably, a dead duck."
The vet turned to his computer terminal, hit a few keys and produced a bill, which he handed to the woman.
The duck's owner, still in shock, took the bill. "$150!" she cried, "$150 just to tell me my duck is dead!"
The vet shrugged, "I'm sorry. If you had just taken my word for it, the bill would have been $20, but with the Lab Report and the Cat Scan, it's now $150."
Mind & Body - We Shall Overcome

with glee and adventure on the horizon
happy with the moment spent within
oneself - accomplishment completed
Year wander by giving the aging soul
new goals, new thoughts and beginnings
challenges to strengthen the inner structure
preparing one self for changes again to begin
Determination to complete a given goal
to sustain ones destination in their
direction of a 'job well done'
mind and body join working together -
saying with heart - we shall overcome
Author's Note:
Maxine and I are dieting - again!!! rg
3.08.2012
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