Don’t miss out!
Elizabeth Taylor's most valuable,
Two hundred and sixty-nine jewel sale
Thirty Million Dollar auction,
Including her Emerald collection,
She quoted that her ring
Gave her the strangest feeling for beauty,
She wore it most every day,
With its sparks of red and white and blue and purple,
It sort of hums with its own beatific life,
Some were gifts from her husband Richard Burton
If they were good enough for Liz,
They’re good enough for me,
I will be there first in the queue! Christies sale, New York!
24/10/2016
For contest Sponsor Carolyn Devonshire
When I am under summer's spell,
I'm like a child at "Show and Tell".
I want to hold it in my hand,
To brag and shout, "Is it not grand?"
In other seasons I'm discreet.
I don't go skipping down the street.
The beauty of a sunny day
Takes my maturity away.
I quite regress to my past youth.
I'm young again and that's the truth.
I dream this February day,
Beneath inverted clouds of gray,
Of blazing sun and summer heat
And browning to a golden treat.
I yearn for sun upon my skin,
The warmth of summer seeping in.
Vitamin D my ardent crave,
I plan to bottle it to save.
In my Northwest home's winter haze,
I will still have my sunny days.
inspired by Christies "Soul of Sunshine" contest.
The wind blows free in my valley
bending giant trees to her will.
Sometimes from the North
such anger spews forth
that even the sun feels her chill.
Clouds scurry around to obey her,
in fear she'll devour them as well.
In her primal pain
she lures gentle rain
to join in her demonic spell.
In moments, fury abated,
reverting to sweet tempered breeze,
so mellow and light
she seduces night
and vamps the daybreak with her tease.
By: Joyce
Entered for Christies Wind contest. won hm
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