The Love Of My Life

❤ ~ Gammi, Gammy, Gami, Grammie, Grammy, Grams, Mammy, MeMa, Meema, Nan, Nana, Nanna, Ona, Onna, Bomma, Jiddah, Pog, Yaya, Bibi, Babushka, Nonna, Tutu, Kuku, Grand-mère, Bunica, Lola, Yeay, Oba-chan, Sobo, Awa, Savta, Maimeó, Avó, Abuela, Halmoni, NaiNai ~ ❤

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Once In Arthur’s Forest

On this day… 15 July 2012.
Being of Welsh descent, I love the stories of King Arthur. The poems I write about this time are usually accompanied with imagined music and handclapping; they “rolic” along.
Enjoy this blast from Eclectic’s past!

The Eclectic Poet

A tiny spark of light in the distance
I could barely see through the driving storm
A silhouette appeared in a doorway
She said ” come inside and be warmed”

Who knows how long I had wandered
Through the ice and the sleet that morn
To my snow blind eyes she was dazzling
She said ” come inside and be warmed”

And we sat together by the fireside
She served hot mead in a goblet of horn
In the glow of the peat fire she was radiant
She said ” come inside and be warmed”

She took my hand and led me to her bed
Loved me through the night and until the morn
Sheets of satin couldn’t be more enticing
She said ” come inside and be warmed”

Returned safely next day to my castle
My lady vanished as complete as the storm
But her memory burns bright as…

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With Heartfelt Gratitude

This is one of my earliest posts about Remembrance Day.
I am reposting as my thoughts expressed here stand and sadly, nothing has changed except perhaps that “Lest We Forget” has now become “The World’s Biggest Shopping Day is now 11/11” and “11/11 isn’t just for Singles anymore!”
Service men and women fought for our right to freedom, not for our right to shop. Show some respect. Wear a poppy, stand for the two minutes, pull over, stop your damn car and be grateful that someone had the courage to make the sacrifice for you and your future.

The Eclectic Poet

“He is not missing, He is here”

~ Field Marshal Lord Plumer at the unveiling of the Menin Gate Memorial to the Missing 24th July 1927

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I am the first generation in my family that hasn’t served, fought or died for this country…

It’s not a big deal, something that gets talked about alot. Just something I noticed about a decade ago while working on a November 11th project with the kids.

When it comes to mind lately, the thought is even more poignant…

Some of the children who went to school at the same time, who made the construction paper poppies and sang John Lennon’s  “Give Peace A Chance” at the Remembrance Day assembly –  “my kids” – are part of the Canadian Forces currently in Afghanistan.

Boggles the mind. The “War To End All Wars” has come and gone and still, the world fights on.

I doubt that…

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Dry Out The Digs & Rev Up The Restoration!

The house is dried out and repairs are underway. Everything at KeiB Designs & Knits on Etsy is on sale for 10% off to help offset the cost of the deductible. It’s a great time to do some early gift shopping!

Pointe Shoes Punk Rock And Purl

To celebrate the end of the flood recovery, I’m having a “Downsize The Deductible” sale at KeiB Designs and Knits on Etsy. Take 10% off any item in the shop from today until 23 July! 📦🎁🔖🤗

https://www.etsyonsale.com/shop/KeiBDesignsAndKnitsDry

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Why So Wordi-less???

Because… kitty!

Murrr???

After losing Mysty several years ago, I didn’t think I’d have another pet but a chance posting caught my eye and I couldn’t stop thinking about this pretty girl’s story. She’s moved in, getting more comfortable everyday and has me talking “baby talk” pretty much 24-7. It’s eccentrically adorable but not conducive at all to poetry writing!

So, all of the things – family, home, Mr. Man and work are pretty much the same. If y’all are writing, grand and if you too are finding more to do on the 3D side of your screen, grander! If you’ve emailed, I never check it; you can reach me via comments or my real email. Take care All!

~ kei
11 March 2017

This is my baby’s story. I’m so happy she found me!

Everyone deserves a chance ❤

How to Be a Ladyperson at the Holidays: 10 Important Tips

How to Be a Ladyperson at the Holidays: 10 Important Tips

Still plenty of time to get it right Ladies!

Straight from the ad pages of your favorite magazines, here’s your guide to being a girl in December. Take notes.

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1. Stay cozy. Wear a baby.

wear a baby If you play your cards right, your sensitive, goateed dad/boyfriend/professor will reward you with a pair of socks made out of his extra sweater sleeves.

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2. Flaunt your complexity.

Embrace all your many dimensions. Think: "I'm an heiress and an Italian professor at this upscale tropical funeral." Show off all your many dimensions at once. When planning outfits for your holiday soirées, think: “I’m an heiress and an Italian professor at this upscale tropical funeral.”

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3. Represent feminine softness in a hard masculine world.

coach All around you are skyscrapers made of bricks and iron and glass and ouchy things. They’re all pointy and hard. But not you. You’re a soft pink flower in a gentle haze of light. Everything around you is blooming, because you breathed springtime into winter. You’re a superfresh candypants sugarblossom.

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4. If you’re truly hot, you…

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