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It was weird. Middle of the night I grabbed my phone and wrote a poem on the writing app. Not really something I regularly do. I shall not subject you to it, LOL. But it was about getting back to taking care of myself as of this morning, the past couple of years, and the importance of remaining who we are through it all. I still don't have the focus or drive to do anything complicated, but I always like simple earrings.


Using up some of my big Jesse James beads, bead caps, bead cones, drop beads, head and eye pins, ear wires

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  1. dolllady aka Pam
    dolllady aka Pam says:

    Anyone who attempts to write poetry gets stars from me. I attempted to write poetry in one of my teaching writing classes. It was miserably awful. With that said, I can say these are beautiful earrings. I hope to put together a set for my neighbor and her 2 granddaughters.

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    thegreenzebra says:

    These are fantastic KR! Which ones are the Jesse James beads? both the blue and the red? I really like those red beads! Great job on both pairs – the blue pair looks like a formal event evening, just beautiful. I love your designs. And way to go on the Poetry! :D

  3. K Ralston
    K Ralston says:

    Thanks you guys. GZ, they are both Jesse James beads. They sell strands of mixed beads and there are usually some large dramatic ones on the strand that I want to use but don’t know what to do with. The red ones are actually a little less red than they appear here. A bit of earthy brown mixed in. It’s a good color. I hope to do something a bit more challenging soon but my supplies are in disarray and I have sort of hit the wall after non stop work for 3 months in the heat. I think doing just little things is enjoyable for now. Pam, thanks. I’m no poet. I used to try when I was very young. A few were good. Most were pretty bad. This came out of nowhere. I think it was just me deciding that it’s time to move on from all the bad stuff that’s been dragging me down. In March I will be 70 for heaven’s sake. I do not have time to waste on misery. I cut someone out of my life today as well. I can’t let all the negative people chip away at the minutes of my life. Let’s just pray that another dog in need of rescue doesn’t come my way. I’m vulnerable and would swoop it up to fill the house with more happiness. But Noodle and I are happy enough, LOL.

  4. sweetjane
    sweetjane says:

    First…I always love your earrings…I really like the red ones. Red is a color I never used to wear, but now it looks great with silver hair. I’m right behind you K. Ralston..69 on Nov. year the big 70. I know I don’t have time for the b******t anymore either. I used to be good at writing…mostly short stories…now I just write corny poems. I’ve always threatened to write about my life…Keith Richards doesn’t have anything on me. We’ve both defied the odds. Now, I’m just a harmless old lady…who makes jewelry.

  5. K Ralston
    K Ralston says:

    It doesn’t surprise me at all that you were a wild woman Sweetjane, LOL. I was more the one who took responsibility, but I had a little fun along the way.
    So maybe I will subject you all to this poem, since it’s the first, and probably the last in almost 50 years. Feel free to skip it. It is free-form.

    In the morning
    Things must change
    I’ll get back to normal
    And take care of myself
    Once again
    Find peace once again
    In the arms of the universe

    How many years
    Did others come first?
    How long did it take to learn
    That I mattered too?

    How many people could not allow
    The happiness of others?
    And did their best
    To take it from me
    To take it from everyone
    Stealing all the precious minutes?

    Get knocked down
    Get up again
    Do some good
    The universe will be pleased

    The rubbish people
    And their cruelty

    A pandemic
    Brought out the tyrants
    And isolation for
    19 months and counting

    A furry friend had to leave

    The fires of hell gave us
    Smoke to breathe
    Triple digits and the sun
    Beating us down

    The predators, the swindlers
    Those who are without decency
    Or mercy
    Filled the waters like sharks
    Intent on ripping apart the weak

    Fight the darkness
    Bring the light
    We will have mattered

    Say the good thing
    Do the good deed
    Return caring
    For indifference
    And do not stray
    Or enter the shadows

    We will be acceptable
    To ourselves and to the universe

    We will be remembered
    By the cosmos

    Long after our time is done

  6. Beady Little Eyes
    Beady Little Eyes says:

    Beautiful KR. I love the way you used the bead caps in the blue pair. And the red pair are Devine. Love the cones and color.

    Also – I love your poem. It really made sense to me. And ends on a hopeful note. I’ll bet you get to move on soon. Best to you.

  7. K Ralston
    K Ralston says:

    Thanks Beady. After I posted this I thought I shouldn’t have, but I don’t know how to remove it, LOL. I can be a bit intense, but I think my friends will forgive me. This was just a purge and I feel that I am moving on now. I know it’s been so difficult for everyone and it isn’t changing anytime soon, but we can focus on the good, our friends, our family, our pups, kitties and chickens!

  8. Beady Little Eyes
    Beady Little Eyes says:

    Yes, KR – our friends, family and pets. So comforting in these difficult times. Give little Noodle a kiss for me.

  9. Kimberlywilliams60
    Kimberlywilliams60 says:

    KR love the earrings …I love JJ beads sometimes just for something different…the poem really speaks to me ….the last 19 months have been so hard (( hugs ))

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    K Gallay says:

    This is the first and only time I have commented on LB. I wanted you to know that I love your earrings!…and… the poem, well I have no adequate words. Thank you from the bottom of my heart. Sometimes pain and loss can bring about poetry that we need to put down in writing. Even if it never impressed another soul (which it DID), it is our body/mind/spirit’s way of helping us to let go. KEEP that poem to read later — for you. I will keep you in my prayers. –a fellow Beader.

  11. Little Round Chick
    Little Round Chick says:

    They may be simple but they have color and style. Love the way you have used the bead caps in the blue pair.

    I’m glad you shared your poem. The last 19 months have been hard and I’m sure what you have written speaks to all of us. Never apologize for something that is a true expression of what you feel.

  12. Robin nursechick
    Robin nursechick says:

    This is a verse from a favorite song of mine. “Take heart my friend, the Lord is with us. As He has been all the days of our lives. Our assurance in the morning. Our defender in the night.” by Fernando Ortega. Your poem came from your heart. We will always listen, KR. Your earrings are lovely. Hugs to noodle and especially to you!

  13. Crystal Canary
    Crystal Canary says:

    Kathleen, I love your poem & your ability to pour out your thoughts & feelings. I’m glad you shared it with all of us. As I mentioned before, your ability to rebound from adversity is a big encouragement to all of us, and lets us know that we can do the same. Remain true to yourself, and you will retain that inner strength & joy. I’m glad you are still creating through this all, even if it is simple beading in your eyes. The earring are beautiful–just like your heart & soul.

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