Thursday, December 20, 2007
Big city girl turned small town remembers .....
Urban A disharmony of sounds in the dark, foreboding city A myriad of accents ricocheting off brown stone Train whistles and fast moving cars Children crying Mothers sighing Central station bustling with people rushing from here to there Street vendors hawking their wares; knock-off treasures at...
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Wednesday, December 19, 2007
We should all sing more often ~ don't you think?
Hymn Hymn of my world Sing Sing in voices that carry through winds of change fill the billowing clouds swim the raging seas Whistle through the mighty hemlocks Just sing Ode to remnants of life gone by; dirges of regret Hang in the air if you so choose but I shall join the choirs of praise and...
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Tuesday, December 18, 2007
It's all about give and take...
Gift On filigreed silver platter bright I gift my soul to thee In weakened moments of faltered sight gleaming courage You gift to me Sweet love of life I hear you sing Notes float with sensuous glee I cannot count the thanks I bring nor measure the You to me
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Monday, December 17, 2007
What medium do you use to tell your story?
My “beef” today was overshadowing my poetry so I decided to re-post today’s poem. I’d rather my imprint on the day be a positive one versus negativity. I do, however, thank everyone for their comments. It would seem there is a prevailing attitude with respect to inappropriate comments. So now... on...
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Troosha's beef
I find it almost shameful that some people whiz around commenting on other people’s work when it’s evident from their comment that they may not have even fully read or understood the post. When someone, for example, writes about losing a loved one and a fellow Blogiteer leaves the comment “very...
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Sunday, December 16, 2007
Let it snow, let it snow, let it snow......
Awe A meringue like blanket drapes across the hardened soil like gleaming cake frosting or crème fresh You can almost taste its brilliance; its cold but warm rapture Ecstasy of winter’s falling flakes Glistening beyond our windows a stage of wonderment tantalizing the child within Luminous layer of...
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Saturday, December 15, 2007
Wouldn't it be sad to have an empty heart?
Life is a magic vase filled to the brim; so made that you cannot dip into it nor draw from it; but it overflows into the hand that drops treasures into it. Drop in malice and it overflows hate, drop in charity and it overflows love. -- John Ruskin -- Empty Belonging no where to no one the lonely...
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Friday, December 14, 2007
Today's pic compliments of Offy.....
Kiss Extraordinary insight Night vision With wings of bewilderment winding down the road of fantasy weaving through wistful imagination Star struck by the merriment of fairy dance Within sprinkled dust and falling stars we linger in moments of unknown Hopeful whimsy Impulse pulsating Dreams abundant...
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Thursday, December 13, 2007
What do you do when you feel uncertain?
Nectar kneeling crying standing shouting unraveled by the uncertainty constant craving gnawing knowledge propensity to second guess flustered by the obvious riveted to the unexpected plastered to the wall of daunting desires framed photos of longing hanging like golden pendants around my neck...
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Tuesday, December 11, 2007
No where to go but up....
Forward I shrug my shoulders and stretch for the edge of somewhere Nowhere Anywhere Fingers all a tingle I reach for the nearest railing to steady my balance and my glasses to sharpen my sight Don’t look back the road only swerves and weaves with regret and undone Carrying myself forward moving with...
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