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A Smile is a Whisper of a Laugh!

This is my poetry blog.....I just love writing and sometimes there a bit silly, but never the less they are my poems.....

Sunday, June 7, 2009

A thistle of beauty....

Thistles they have beauty...
In many different ways...
Your purchase made you happy...
No matter what people say...
Nature has a way of showing...
That it's not just a weed....
You'll find so many little birds...
Are munching on that seed...
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This little poem I wrote for my friend Virginia....
She bought a thistle, and everyone laughed at her,
because we find them growing everywhere....
for free....but I didn't want her to feel bad,
so I made her a card with 11 pictures
of different thistles...and they really are beautiful....
so Virginia may your thistle grow hardy,
and confined to one spot....

Friday, March 20, 2009

My Summers at the cottage


My summers at the cottage
Was usually spent alone
For there were no other kids
And there wasn't even a phone
I would wander by the water
Collect colored glass I found in the sand
And mom would have me weeding
The weeds upon her land
I always played a gymnast
While walking on fallen trees
I'd dig up clay beneath the sand
And that would make me sneeze
My dad would take me for a ride
In our Lyman boat
We'd go out onto the water
And sometimes just sit and float
He seemed to find a fishing pole
Laying in the hatch
And because of me, yes little me
We always came back with a catch....
(a memory poem by judy karle schuster)

Sunday, February 22, 2009

The Caterpillar

THE CATERPILLAR
The caterpillar looks like a wiggly worm...
With stripes of color, she makes me squirm...
She has patience while sitting upon a stem...
Dodging the animals, and legs of man...
Her color is vivid, of black, yellow and green...
She'll turn into a butterfly, her beauty to be seen...
photo & poem by judy

Saturday, January 31, 2009

A Day in the Pen...

A DAY IN THE PEN...

A day in the pen

Who could ask for more....

I was the princess

Who they all adored....

There was uncle Al

uncle Vic and uncle Rudy...

Who jumped in the pen

for babysitting duty...

They took over everything

from bottle to bear...

Now I know they were silly

but it shows that they cared...

by judy


Saturday, December 6, 2008

Oh Yes, I do believe in Santa....

When I was just a little girl
I'd wish with all my might...
That I might hear those jingle bells
Ringing in the night...
A stomping and a HO HO HO
I'd know that he was real...
Oh yes, I do believe I heard
One of the reindeer squeal...
The room in which I spent the night
Was cold and filled with apples...
While hiding under the blankets so warm
I'd sneak a bite, well, just to sample...
I finally fell a sleep that night
With dreams of what I'd find...
A bride doll, perhaps with brown hair
She was a beautiful sight...
Christmas morning I'd wake up at dawn
And creep on down the stairs...
The tree was lit with colored lights
And tinsel everywhere...
I'd hear a tinkling sound from bells
Bells hanging on the tree...
OH I do believe in Santa Claus
For my bride doll was waiting for me...
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property of judy karle schuster

Tuesday, September 23, 2008

The circus was in town.....


Wandering kids from down the street
Would stop by my house to see if I could play….

They’d stand out front and call my name
Your friends are here, my mother would say….

Back in the 40’s, you never rang a bell
You would just stand out front of a friends house and yell…

Can you come out and play today?
We are planning a circus I would hear my friends say….

Can I, can I, Mom, can I please?
OK she said, but watch crossing that street….

I’d join the wandering kids, for we had work to do
Some brought stuffed animals, it looked like a zoo…

They piled the animals in a wagon for the parade
With a sign hanging on the back, it would say…

“Come to the Greatest Show on Earth”
It’s only 2 cents, you’ll get your money’s worth….

Our bicycle’s had crepe paper weaved in the wheels
And streamers were flying from the handle bars, it was a big deal….

The parade it had started, we go around the block
We’d wave at the neighbors, and always give a shout….

The Circus would take up most of the day
For we even had acts with costumes to play…

The neighbor moms would come to watch the show
They’d all line up and sit in a row…..

We’d serve them koolaid for only 1 cents
And they’d always smiled because it was money well spent…

And when the show was over, and the mess was picked up
We’d all go home for our supper, and jump in the tub…..

Ah, yes those where the days, no video games , no cell
Just walk to your friends house, and give a yell…..
by judy

Friday, August 29, 2008

A trip to the Orchard




Fall is my favorite time of the year
It’s when all those beautiful colors appear

A trip to the orchard, with the family
For pictures of the apples and the kids in a tree

The smell of the orchard, makes you feel high
Like the smell of the homemade apple pie

So many trees, with apples galore…
A bite out of each, wondering, can I eat more….

Finally you pick the apple to buy…
The apple, your favorite one that you tried…..

by judy

Sunday, May 25, 2008

The Peace is Surreal....


The peace is surreal
in the woods at the park
It's beauty is special
I speak from the heart

I grew up here
when I was a child
this place could always
make me smile

As I pass the trees
I look up to see
A baby raccoon
looking down at me

There's a deer on the right
munching on a scrub
and the birds they are singing
while fluddering above

While walking the boardwalk
With my camera in my hand
I capture the beauty
And that is really grand....

by judy

Monday, April 28, 2008

Three Older Ladies


Three older ladies get together for tea
But they end up with coffee, because it always comes free....
With the mini breakfast that runs $1.99
They always giggle and say, That’s just fine….
........................
They’re searching for coffee shops
They know it will cost more
For that special cup of coffee
That they just adore….
.........................
But until they find that special one
They’ll get together to laugh and have fun....
On Wednesday morning, when the sun begins to shine
Us three older ladies, we certainly look fine…..
by judy schuster

Friday, April 25, 2008

Birthdays





Birthdays come but once a year…
You’ll always be a friend so dear….



You worry that your getting old…..
It’s all in your mind, that’s what I’m told…..



Age is just a number, friend
Your body work, your legs they bend….



So toss that old word out the door….
For I’m here to help you celebrate many more….

Thursday, April 24, 2008

Me and Grandpa Mux

Me and my grandpa Mux
went fishing in the lake....
He would bring the fishing poles
and I would bring the bait....
I always caught the biggest fish
for frying in the pan....
We'd take it home for supper
to eat with bread and jam....

Monday, April 21, 2008

My Grandma & Me.....

I dream of the old days
when I was just a kid...
When Grandma would tell me
what a great job I did...
Grandma lived with us for a while
she could always make me smile...
Sometimes I would sass her
and tell her a fib...
Now that wasn't very smart
but I was just a kid...
She was very generous
on trips she would buy...
Me storybook dolls
and I'll tell you why...
Because she loved me
and wanted me to be...
The best little girl
she knew I could be...

Friday, April 18, 2008

The neighbor kids.....

The neighbor kids
Come down to play

On a warm and sunny
Summer day

We would each get into
The small wash tub

With a splish and a splash
And sometimes a shove

With our suits stretched out
And hanging down

The shower cap made
Me look like a clown

The tub was small
And we squeezed in three

Duane and Carol
And there always was me

Monday, April 14, 2008

My Great Grandpa Pete

My great grandpa Pete
was a handsome man
I would look into his eyes
and somehow understand
His hair was all white
and his eyes powder blue
He spoke only German
but I always knew
That he loved me for you see
he would always share his rock candy with me
He gave me a doll
with a painted face.
It was made of oil cloth
and had no lace.
It is torn and ripped
but that doesn't matter to me
Because when I look at that doll
it brings back a memory
My only memory
of my great grandpa Pete
My doll and my candy
now isn't that SWEET?

Sunday, April 6, 2008

The Red Bird...

A Red bird on the wire so high…..
Was he singing just for me?….
He sang a song, while looking around….
To see what he could see….
A big black box was staring him down…..
And of course that would be me….
With camera in hand, I caught his eye….
The Red bird on the wire so high….

Monday, March 24, 2008

The trees....


The Weeping Willow, the Maple
And the Black Walnut tree

Reach out their branches
As if to say

It’s Spring! I just woke up
And I’m going to be

The prettiest tree that
You will ever see….

The Willow is Weeping
For it’s arms are very long

They blow in the breeze
But the're not very strong

The Maple, her beauty
It shows in the fall

Red, Yellow, Orange
And she grows very tall

The Black Walnut it stretches
Out over the field

And is quite happy to provide
The squirrels next meal

Their buds are just popping
As they reach for the sky

Sharing their beauty
With the naked eye…

Wednesday, March 19, 2008

Easter Morning


It’s Easter morning

I can hear my kids say….


Whose going to find

All the eggs today…..


Did he hide them outside

Behind a tree


Under a branch

Just waiting for me


Or inside when we were asleep


He was mighty quiet

I didn’t hear a peep…


Check behind the flowers

On the TV


He usually leaves one

There for me…..


Yes, the bunny was busy

He had quite a load


How does he do it…

It’s magic I’m told…
This poem I wrote and posted last year for Easter.....Sorry for the repeat, but Easter just snuck up on me this year...

Sunday, March 16, 2008

Luck of the Irish



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St. Patricks Day is when
everything turns green.

Just look down the street,
and you'll see what I mean.

Theres green in the windows,
and green on the doors.

And people with green shirts
and green hair to adore

People that celebrate
by drinking green beer

And laughing and singing
for it's been a year

It's the luck of the Irish
that's what I hear......

Monday, February 25, 2008

The Birds and Me...




Tiny birds they flutter about
One dives in while the other dives out


They always seem to share their seed
Some seem happy, and some seem mean


I sit and watch them every day
For many seem to come to play


I find them sitting in the tree
They fly away, when they see me.


But back again here they come
Because they think, this place is fun.

Sunday, February 24, 2008

Time goes by swiftly....

Time goes by so swiftly
But I remember it well.

For daddy would walk down
With a fun tale to tell.

I would put on the coffee
And we would sit out back

At the table he made us
For enjoying our snacks

Now Daddy and Hubby
Are no longer around

But I think of them daily
I can almost hear the sound

Of them laughing and talking
I wish they were around.

Remember times goes by so swiftly
Take time to play….

Enjoying each other
And each and every day……

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