Monday, December 29, 2008
This poem is not addressed to you...You may come into it briefly... *Aphrodite But no one will find you here, no one. You will have changed before the poem will. Even while you sit there, unmovable, You have begun to vanish. And it does not matter. The poem will go on without you. It has the... Sign in to see full entry.
Monday, December 22, 2008
Embracing our womanhood...
Embracing our womanhood...Serenity is one of the hallmarks of being woman. In Shakespear's the Taming of the Shrew, Katherine, having embraced her femininity, describes the countenance of the unserene woman: A woman moved is like a fountain troubled, Muddy, ill-seeming, thick, bereft of beauty; And,... Sign in to see full entry.
Sunday, December 7, 2008
Waking from sleep, inside the veins there are navies setting forth...
Waking from sleep, Inside the veins there are navies setting forth... Tiny explosions at the water lines, And seagulls weaving in the wind of the salty blood. It is morning. The country has slept the whole winter. Window seats were covered with fur skins, the yard was full Of stiff dogs, and hands... Sign in to see full entry.
Wednesday, December 3, 2008
Love poems make us tingle...
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Saturday, November 29, 2008
Christ Mocked by Solders (1932) Rouault
Christ Mocked by Soldiers (1932) Rouault Jesus is sitting not standing with nothing around him to gather our senses on, we can only consider closely what he will or won't do next, as he went about his business of the universe relentlessly withholding his radiance and splendor, as the winds spindled... Sign in to see full entry.
Madonna and Baby Jesus...
Madonna and Baby Jesus...the supreme subject... Some call her Mary, others call Madonna, or the mother of Jesus, she was frail, gentle and absolute, little Jesus was her first work of art, the toddler probably wondered why some crawled and became twisted like broken branches when in his presence, he... Sign in to see full entry.
Monday, November 24, 2008
Underground dancing...
There's a bird pecking at the fat; there's a dead tree covered with snow; there's a truck dropping cinders on the slippery highway. there's life in my backyard - - black wings beating on the branches, greedy eyes watching, mouths screaming and fighting over the greasy ball. There's a mole singing... Sign in to see full entry.
Tuesday, November 18, 2008
Great way for a writer to make money! Just food for thought.
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Monday, November 17, 2008
Introduction to www.sculptingtheheart.com. Come visit me!
Where authors and readers come together! Donations of $1.00 or more accepted to help me keep writing articles & poetry and to keep my web sites open! Thank you. Joyce My book Sculpting the Heart is about more than just scribbling a stick figure to pass time. It can give you joy, get you excited and... Sign in to see full entry.
Saturday, November 15, 2008
Buddaha teaching I thought interesting.
A favorite story about the Buddha takes place during his wanderings through India shortly after his enlightenment. Several men met him noticed that there was something wondrous about him. One asked, "Are you a god?" "No," he replied. "Are you an angel?" "No," he replied. A third asked "Are you a... Sign in to see full entry.