All Over the Map, too

Friday, November 20, 2009

Only two more days to go and then it's back to the biting wind and rain..

Breezes A pantomime of tropical breezes kissing and seducing both my sorrow and my joy A dance for which the heavens have written the music and the sun has choreographed each delicate and summoned step And there I sit barefoot and sun drenched flinging my arms into the wind A solemn gesture with a... Sign in to see full entry.

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Wednesday, November 18, 2009

I'm here but have no idea as to how to operate this wee computer ~ sigh ~

Wake Chapter and verse line sinking into word and there finally silence Not so golden as the sages might proclaim but a river of blissful sound bites exotic birds sun-kissed breezes and even human chatter There amidst both the stationary and constant movement I find a reoccurring theme a taste of... Sign in to see full entry.

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Sunday, November 15, 2009

“Sometimes the road less traveled is less traveled for a reason” - Seinfeld

Walk Hail me down the dreamer or the dreamful Set foot upon my journey if only for a brief yet buoyant moment Shake me dry and dusted Swell wide the ambition I am blowing Walk with me dispensing solemn but walk for I ask so very little I'm off to Mexico for a week - Ahhh... sun and lazy days. I'm... Sign in to see full entry.

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Saturday, November 14, 2009

“Distance lends enchantment to the view” ~ Mark Twain

Freeze Frame A silent movie reeled its way past my eyes and in it I saw her as if it was yesterday Without a tilt of the hat or a knowing nod I simply knew she saw me in my weary tearless now for they have long since dried up and left my cheeks I knew she saw my radiance and I caught a glimpse of... Sign in to see full entry.

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Friday, November 13, 2009

"Every man's memory is his private literature.” ~ Aldous Huxley

Always There was a time when we whispered both our oaths and playful flirtations when a wink meant more than an eyelid closing Remember when an autumn night seemed neither cold nor dark and contentment came without a single word When roads unknown tempted our hearts and wandering spirits and our... Sign in to see full entry.

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Thursday, November 12, 2009

“Victorious warriors win first and then go to war, while defeated warriors

go to war first and then seek to win”. ~ Sun Tzu Win Feathered but not tarred I am ignited by the lightness of sugar-coatings I am dipped and dripped with Holy water or the likeness of something equally sacred I surpass my own expectations without flight or fury I am free from toil or snare jest and... Sign in to see full entry.

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“Victorious warriors win first and then go to war, while defeated warriors

go to war first and then seek to win”. ~ Sun Tzu Win Feathered but not tarred I am ignited by the lightness of sugar-coatings I am dipped and dripped with Holy water or the likeness of something equally sacred I surpass my own expectations without flight or fury I am free from toil or snare jest and... Sign in to see full entry.

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Wednesday, November 11, 2009

“Let us be silent, that we may hear the whispers of the gods.” ~ Emerson

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Tuesday, November 10, 2009

“A man is but the product of his thoughts what he thinks, he becomes.”

~ Gandhi Flow Twice or more times than I choose to remember I have rounded the legendary or the alma mater of sinful misgivings Through measureless I have drowned myself in the sunless sea in light slanted yet ever so enchanting Beneath waning moon I have howled a good tune and celebrated small... Sign in to see full entry.

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Monday, November 9, 2009

Just tap me – I’m a piñata, a rain cloud, a Satin Ebony Steinway...

Drench Come, I will sing to you in notes of two of moisture-rich thoughts and delicious vows of passion I will serenade you in soulful delicacy Each refrain shall carry the suppleness of my flesh and longings I will draw you close to me with music pure and joyful and pour you into the rivers of... Sign in to see full entry.

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