Thursday, September 30, 2010

Magpie Thirty Four




lights out!
little did she know 

I searched for a wick
as she issued the command
really! 
I had books to read
faraway places to explore
characters to meet
lights out indeed!







38 comments:

  1. Hello! Thanks for visiting my blog! I am wondering what you meant by "Anita original?"

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  2. Why Anita Ekberg of course, the inspiration for your ball gown!

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  3. Nice mag Helen, y the lights out when there's still so much left to see :)

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  4. time to activity shift when lights out...beautiful flow,

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  5. some of the best things happen in the dark...
    ah, bravo my friend!

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  6. so much said...in these few words..so many books to read...love it..bkm

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  7. This is wonderful! I remember those late nights when I was supposed to be sleeping instead of reading.

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  8. 'Lights out' - how I hated these words when there was so to read, so many adventures to discover.

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  9. You nailed it!
    Lights out,eh?
    Lol nice...

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  10. Helen Daaahing..
    So nice to meet you at the ball last evening.... your blog is super and I love your quick cute poem for magpie tales...
    :) The Bach

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  11. I used to hate hearing that "Lights out" and I couldn't agree more INDEED! Loved it.

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  12. There's always the torch under the blankets... LOL :)

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  13. Wonderful poem! I remember feeling the same way in boarding school!

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  14. :-) Indeed.

    I esp liked the visual format of the poem.

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  15. ... lights out

    indeed ...

    I surely can relate. There is so much 2 do. Who has time 4 that much sleep?

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  16. so much to do once the lights go out...smiles....nice magpie....

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  17. Love it as always! Lights out indeed!

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  18. I would join the dark for sure. Love and Light, Sender

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  19. In boarding school, Lights out was the start of whiepered confidaants, reading under the covers and midnight snacks!

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  20. Lights out meant the chance to read and tell stories... conquer the creative side.

    Nice magpie.

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  21. I see your made the ball. I read all about it. Great writing on the maggie. Thanks for stopping by. Yes the ball, next year of course.
    QMM

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  22. A fine twisty 'take' on the Lantern prompt, a good blog you have. Absolutely LOVE your sidebar photos!

    PEACE!
    Steve E

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  23. The nerve of some people. They just don't understand!

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  24. Now I wondered what you'd get up to once the lights went out!! LOL

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  25. I really can't find a wick for this lamp! Gotta look online...

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  26. Helen all i can say is i think you are awesome through and through!
    I love this one!! ;-)

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  27. I could never get enough of reading. I had such a passion. Still do. Lights out? No way. :)

    Mine is up.

    PG

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  28. Ah yes - lucky for me I lived in the time of flashlights! I love this wonderful little vignette Helen. Lights out indeed.

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  29. Helen,
    Our daughter loved to read late into the night and when her mother would call up and say, "lights out" she whould pull the covers over her head and read for awhile longer by flashlight!
    Cool poem! Indeed.
    rel

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  30. Great poem. Wouldn't those late night readers of the past have loved the LED lights of today!!!

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  31. You took me straight back to the days my Auntie Bella babysat! When she said 'sleep' she meant it!

    A fabulous piece, Helen.

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  32. This reminds me of my childhood waiting for lights out and flicking the flashlight on under the covers to read. Very nice Helen

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  33. oh piffle..lights out indeed...
    get under the covers with your flashlight? That's what I did!
    Cheers!

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