Saturday, September 5, 2009
"The only reason for time is so that everything doesn't happen at once.”
~ Albert Einstein Spilling Within the fragile secret of blossoms blooming or petals falling into the late summer wind there is music rising or the makings of a poem a song or a whispered story In that first star that dares to shine above the horizon there are voices melding in quiet chorus Upon a...
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Friday, September 4, 2009
“The force of the blow depends on the resistance" ~ F.H. Bradley
Bending Life has not broken me I am more like grasses bending singing with yield in both hard and soft winds I sway and rise again unbroken And even in those grey hours when my songs are not entirely my own softly my sorrows are transformed and my weariness or worries are forgotten in those...
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Thursday, September 3, 2009
"Leisure is the mother of philosophy." ~ Thomas Hobbes
Leisure In silent, over-flowing leisure I set aside that which needs to be done I gather up my book and curl up in my Cape Cod chair The sun of today and of summers that were very much a part of my darkened skin And perhaps in this moment so quiet my mind remembers and remembers again the embers of...
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Tuesday, September 1, 2009
"Be like a duck. Calm on the surface, but always paddling like the dickens
~ Michael Caine Calm Tuesday’s lazy rivers flowing past my Monday’s blues Shadowed are the daydreams that sing forgotten tunes Amidst these lazy rivers sweet float of rising dawn enchanting thoughts of wonder the rapture of my calm
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Monday, August 31, 2009
What’s love got to do with it? I’d say just about everything…
Rainfall As all your sympathy and praise engulfs me I feel the fingertips of time rest gently upon my shoulders They become weightless and erase all my weeping As you give yourself to me not as fugitive but so utterly selfishly with neither cling nor clamor you fill the estuaries of my longings and...
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Saturday, August 29, 2009
“Condense some daily experience into a glowing symbol and an audience
is electrified. ” ~ Emerson Condense Wrapped up and bundled sliced and diced in her private poeticism she forgets she’s not writing for her own delectation Charred not feathered by undimmed whimsy she is painfully reticent to condense the endless into ten short lines
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Friday, August 28, 2009
"Forever is composed of nows.” ~ Emily Dickinson
Photo by Georgios Markoglou Mariner On days when sails can both breathe and drink the wind or when the sea is neither graveyard nor foreboding and boats are afloat in the soft wake of abiding When the ocean’s breath is scented with acceptance and the seagulls swoon and glide to its music On these...
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Thursday, August 27, 2009
“The best thing about the future is that it comes only one day at a time”.
~ Abraham Lincoln Breadth The lost and found of the here and now in its long and winding creeping creates a stage of multiple choice in a span and breadth of keeping
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Wednesday, August 26, 2009
"Creep in our ears; soft stillness, and the night" ~ William Shakespeare
Beneath the Boughs As my heart pauses to breathe and my breath lends itself to you with all the rhythm of my loving As the day returns to the light of the moon and the beams cast and caught lighten our tomorrows As sonnets are spun by the poets of our time and their spinning carries a noiseless tune...
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Tuesday, August 25, 2009
How come as young girls or women we were attracted to the “bad boys”?
Artist: Jennifer Resemius Bad Boys There was something louche about him, something sly His eyes glided across the room and his voice cut through the air with curse and slice And all the girls listened Without falter he spoke of escapades and carnal conquests evermore a word he never used Tension...
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