Wednesday, January 2, 2008

Sincere Gratitude to the Artist's behind the Art

Thank you for sharing your talent.

Luucy Stone Fort Morgan Alabama

12 Comments:

At January 5, 2008 at 9:35 PM , Blogger Luucy Stone said...

Opinions give guidance
Please feel free to be
objective with constructive
critisim, and or suggestions.

Perhaps, Friends could help Friends write a book...together.
Dreams...
allow a soul to always look upward
and beyond...

Thank you for visiting,
Luucy Stone 5 January 2008

 
At January 5, 2008 at 9:39 PM , Blogger Luucy Stone said...

If only John Grisham could write this one.


"ALABAMA JUSTICE"

Chapter One

From the sands of Fort Morgan Alabama, came a Lady. Raised southern, with culture and grace. Southern Baptist, strict rules embraced, in the Bible Belt, Heart of Dixie.

Graduated with honor, options of open doors included a four year scholarship, at an Alabama University. New York to Los Angeles a modeling career was awaiting, Pepsi and others anticipating. Her style of fashion, tall slender and natural, could design and put class on a run way captivation.

An arranged marriage she could not endure, left everyone standing in confusion. At seventeen, there was too much to do, beyond an island, small colony with a forced lifetime obligation too. Nice southern gentleman he was, handsome with wealth, just could not imagine spending the rest of life without heart love felt.

She continued to grow, her Father in fear. He wanted her home, always near, not in New York or California. Society was changing, she was not prepared, beyond Alabama.
Her world was controlled, reality unknown beyond a small spectrum.

Spirit with intellect, she made her way, always respecting her family opinion. They simply did not see her life, or goals as did she. But with respect she followed instruction, fifty-fifty, at seventeen.

November 3, 2007 5:59 PM
Luucy Stone said...
Chapter Two

September 1970, a deal was cut with Camille's Father. One year in Business College, in Mobile...at least you will acquire further education, maturity. My Blessings shall go with you, for only one more year.

She began 20th Century Business College 1970. One week later, 22 September, she turned eighteen. Their eyes met.

Lost in the mystery of his eyes, Camille lost all sensibility. An unexpected marriage occurred six months later, 1 March 1971.

Their innocent,
young lives begun.
Age eighteen and nineteen, life followed.

The Marriage was a shock,
to family and friends.
So many sought,
What he captured.

Monday night,
Guest were everywhere,
'Twas unique...

November 7, 2007 10:43 PM
Luucy Stone said...
CHAPTER THREE

Thirty years passed, raising the
children blessed with. Seems obvious at this point, two becoming one has unknown battles to overcome. Takes more than love, sex and rock and roll for two to remain one.

Passing years affecting many, reveal similar affects of young marriage. They grow together, or apart...there is no middle ground.

When all is left...
is the beginning,
'Tis imperative to Remember
Why you became one in the first place. If that was lost along the way, somewhere in the years one departed. 'Tis a long and winding road of journey, if two roads resulted after thirty years...
Then What? Decisions must be made, a single decision can affect many...is the decision for the one, or the many? Productive or Destructive? Time reveals answers,
crimes of the heart...

January 5, 2008 8:07 PM
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At January 5, 2008 at 10:25 PM , Blogger Unknown said...

Who needs Grisham fair lady?

Poetry is so revealing

near you now...

 
At January 5, 2008 at 11:00 PM , Blogger Luucy Stone said...

Sincere gratitude to you Wallace,
a Dear Friend of inspiration indeed. Our journeys continue...

Always nearby,
Luucy Stone
Fort Morgan Alabama

 
At January 22, 2008 at 9:46 PM , Blogger Unknown said...

I just now found ur blog! Im slow with this thing I tell ya!

 
At January 26, 2008 at 11:28 PM , Blogger Space Eagle said...

You do quite well on your own
Grisham would not do it justice
Richard Matheson might come closer
Dreams broken and restored

Always your friend

 
At January 27, 2008 at 12:01 AM , Blogger Luucy Stone said...

You are most kind with perceptions, does indeed give one inspiration to strive further.
Thank you Cal

Luucy Stone*
Fort Morgan Alabama
ldbg cwellc

 
At February 4, 2008 at 12:04 AM , Blogger Luucy Stone said...

" TODAY "
What happened to you TODAY ?
3 February 2008.
From rise to fall
The day complete in memory,
Was it one to remember,
Or forget?

Luucy Stone
Fort Morgan Alabama
3 February 2008
cwellc tcg ldbg

 
At February 19, 2008 at 9:17 AM , Blogger Space Eagle said...

Friends helping friends
Is what love's about
Working together
Within and without

Coming together
Combining our skills
Could help to relieve
A great many ills

Through music and poetry
Visual arts
Bring peace to the nations
And into the hearts

This is my mission,
My quest it has been
Invite you to join us,
The Space Eagle friends

Love, Hope, Peace, & Christ Is With Us All,

Cal-el

 
At February 19, 2008 at 10:04 AM , Blogger Luucy Stone said...

Foot Prints of emotion
Feelings and expression
Give great inspiration to many.

Thank you Cal for your support
Inspiration to encourage
Single grains of sand
To be the best they can.

Your perceptions are always
appreciated my Friend.

Beautiful description of Friends.
Hand in Hand
Soul to Soul
Journey together in sincere thought
Emotional touch to many hearts.

Love such a controversial area.
For many loves describe emotions.

Love for the one filling personal voids in ones life, laughter, love and excitement, Husband and Wife.

Love for family, Elders and Young
Just as important, yet in different form.

Love for friends in manner of respect, encourage another to better themselves.
Love...such an area misunderstood.

'Tis really simple if souls meet eye to eye truthfully. Everlasting if past foot prints
are revealed in honesty.

If one truly Loves another in life,
truth of past journeys should not matter.

Let no skeletons clatter in a closet...they will bite you.

If one cannot handle the truth with understanding, a relationship is already in jeopardy. No soul is perfect.

We all fall short, tis the forgiveness of heart and forgetting painful thoughts that allow souls to unite once again.
Beginning brand new. Making a solid team of integrity.

If one says they have no faults,
no flaws, no regrets...
Move on...they have not been honest with themselves. How could truths flow from lips that cannot be true to their own heart...

Good luck my friend in your missions of life, bright lights to lead and guide you. God Bless.

Thank you Cal.
Always,
Ly

 
At February 25, 2008 at 10:12 AM , Blogger Space Eagle said...

Excellent, "Luucy," ;)


"Let no skeletons clatter in a closet...they will bite you."

That's why all my "skeletons" are revealed. Once they are in plain sight, they can't harm you. Someone tries to attack with one, you just say, "I already told you about that." lol

This reply to me should be published. This reply you wrote, in itself, would be helpful to many.

Forgive me for not speaking in rhyme or poetic phrase today, but I'm having a very busy day.


Love, Hope, Peace, & Christ Is With Us All,

Cal-el

 
At February 25, 2008 at 2:46 PM , Blogger Luucy Stone said...

Your visit is appreciated Cal, with your perception and kind compliments. There is hope in your perception for others, thank you.

Is true, expose the closet and it
can no longer harm you. Peace within so one can move on...

Once in awhile, one takes claim as being significant. Has no leverage due to being exposed for what it was already. Just a bunch of clattering bones taunting.

Well done to clean your closets, we all have had a few bones to throw out along the way in life.

Sometimes they collect all by themselves, sneaking out to bite when unexpected.

Clean closets, Clean life...

New beginning.
Your foot prints left are very inspiring, hope with sincerety.

Take care and may your Blessings be many...

Luucy Stone* 25 February 2008
Words flow in poetry without
formal rhyme, at times, yours were very kind, thank you.

 

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