Friday, July 31, 2015

Once Upon A Blue Moon...

Tonight will mark
the second full moon of the month, or,
what astronomers call,
a "blue moon".

Whilst the moon decks herself in Neptune's glass
And ponders over her image in the sea,
Her cloudy locks smoothing from off her face
That she may all as bright as beauty be;
It is my wont to sit upon the shore
And mark with what an even grace she glides
Her two concurrent paths of azure o'er,
One in the heavens, the other in the tides:
Now with a transient veil her face she hides
And ocean blackens with a human frown;
Now her fine screen of vapor she divides
And looks with all her light of beauty down;
Her splendid smile over-silvering the main
Spreads her the glass she looks into again. 
"The Moon And The Sea"
-George Darley

 Full Moon Over The Prairie
Hat Top Mountain

"Moonlight on the prairie, campfires burning low,

Moonlight on the prairie, soft winds gently blow.

Into the night, stars shining bright,

I’ll ride o’er the silver sea,

Jogging along, singing a song,

Moonlight on the prairie."
Bob Nolan - Vernon Spencer

Goodbye July....


Friday, July 10, 2015

On Banning The Confederate Flag

The Confederate flag 
is no more a symbol
 of racial hatred
 than the American flag.
It is not the flag of slavery.

At one time in America,
 the abomination of slavery
 was considered a
 legitimate business practice
 condoned under both flags. 

 A flag is
 an inanimate object,
 incapable of hate. 
This does not mean 
 that human beings,
 who are capable of hate,
 will use, or rather misuse, 
 this flag to justify
 their own hatred and bigotry. 

 The disturbed young white man
 who entered a historic black church
 in South Carolina
 and murdered nine innocent people
 is evidence of this behavior.

The Confederate flag, to many
people in both the South and the North
 is symbolic of American heritage and history.
Not hate.

But, what were the real reasons behind
the most bloodiest conflict ever fought on American soil?

What You're Not Suppose To Know About America's Founding
Arthur R. Thompson
The John Birch Society

"The Blue and The Gray"

By the flow of the inland river,
Whence the fleets of iron have fled,
Where the blades of the grave grass quiver,
Asleep are the ranks of the dead;
Under the sod and the dew,
Waiting the judgment day;-
Under the one, the Blue;
Under the other, the Gray.

These in the robings of glory,
Those in the gloom of defeat,
All with the battle blood gory,
In the dusk of eternity meet;-
Under the sod and the dew,
Waiting the judgment day;-
Under the laurel, the Blue;
Under the willow, the Gray.
-Frances Miles Finch 

May we think of freedom not as the right
to do as we please, but as the opportunity to do what is right."

Reverend Peter Marshall Sr.