Wednesday, September 28, 2011
Sunday, September 25, 2011
Thursday, September 22, 2011
Sunday, September 18, 2011
Maybe we could revisit the definition of ‘walked away’.
We all walk away.
Fortunately, our lives are better measured by the times we stood up to face the great challenges and by the steadfast open heart and open hearth of true friends.
You see, I am finding, my destiny is not tied to any thing or anyone.
Perhaps my destiny is simply to dance and sing and to Love.
Yes, to Love.
Saturday, September 17, 2011
Friday, September 16, 2011
Wednesday, September 14, 2011
I carry you with me in the early morn.
Aye, I shall carry you with me in the eternal dawn.
And in between those two, lies night.
It is there I have learned the truth of sight.
Hidden below the canopy are sounds,
crickets rubbing knees in vibratory rounds.
The lilt of laughter is all about,
echoing from a coyote’s snout.
The owl chimes in to announce who…
Yes, youuu… It is youuuuu…
The bird lands atop the tent,
from a distance with a message sent
and singing of visions of a day to come
that is woven in and through this one.
And I am taken with all the woodland chatter,
excited stirrings about some matter.
I ask, “What?” They just laugh at me,
thinking how silly it is that I cannot see.
Monday, September 12, 2011
Friday, September 9, 2011
Thursday, September 8, 2011
An Appeal for Mediation;
My right brain wants to write poetry
to find a feather and draw circles in the sand
The left brain sends over a chilling remand.
My poetic flow is jumbled and sputtering like an engine out of gas.
The left brain says,” Girl, time to get off your ass!”
“Oh yes,” comes now, the sarcastic reply, “You prefer Logic Games… my O my,,,”
Oh GOD!!! Will you two STOP!
I need both of you, can’t you see.
Surly there is a way to have harmony!
“WE can not integrate you blind ole fool.
That is the whole point of sides, you must not overrule.”
“I AM in charge here you pompous butts.
I am the Corpus Callosum and you are driving me nuts!
I have to sit here in this spot day after day
listening to your complaints to my utter dismay.
Get me a Phillips Head screwdriver and I’ll set things right,
Everything will be irrelevant…You still want to fight?"
“Do not threaten us with your reptilian rage
I thought we all agreed to turn a new page?"
Ah yes indeed, now would you like some tea?
“Please, two spoons of honey straight from the Beez.”
Wednesday, September 7, 2011
Monday, September 5, 2011
Thursday, September 1, 2011
There they are, old friends in a new day. Below; She is visibly annoyed as she sees the camera in my hand through the translucent windshield. Listen, I have been divinely instructed to document this part of our lives... and besides no one in the family ever reads this blog. Yet.
It was a good day.