Friday, October 24, 2008
“Man has in him the silence of the sea, the noise of the earth and the
music of the air. ” ~ Rabindranath Tagore – Indian playwrite, poet, and essayist. Nobel Prize winner for literature in 1913. Firefly Fireflies on painted evening canvass The air alight with glow and flicker Each breath held captive by the calm of the cool night sky My voice aroused to follow what my...
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Thursday, October 23, 2008
Do you ever feel like your life is a book? A one-act play? An epic?
Fade to Black Our story told or unfolding not unlike any of the Shakespearean tragedies A father’s death A wife’s adultery A flawed hero, madness and suffering Provocateurs provoking Stark in midnight’s burning glow our story simmers And by lantern’s yellow flickering flame the agony and ecstasy of...
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Wednesday, October 22, 2008
“When something is wrong with my baby, something is wrong with me”...
Swim In the swim of the river there’s no space for doubt no room for hindsight no reason to pout Can’t stand to see you walking without gate Never you mind though I’ve got what it takes to cradle your heart, dear and share some of my light So swim in the river knowing love’s in your sights Thank you...
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Monday, October 20, 2008
E=mc²….. Matter and energy are identical (but as Nautikos reminded me
the speed of light is required). Whole The wind warbles and the crisp maple trees glisten against the chill-filled sky The sun slightly lower politely declines to separate seasons offering only the continuance of dawn to dusk And the unshakable order of the Universe satisfies both our cravings and...
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Sunday, October 19, 2008
Is there an echo in my head or am I simply talking to myself?????
Without Crystalline teardrops clear and blue I will not, cannot make fun of you Shake me, rake me into bitters’s bend but I’ll not listen to the words you send Samurai warrior I respect your pledge Beneath each still vow lies promise to edge Without the bellow and spoils of unheard Avec les echoes...
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Saturday, October 18, 2008
I love just standing and looking up at the moon – it speaks to me.
Moon Beneath the moon there rises the ebb and flow of ocean’s fury the casting call for dreams awaiting the stillness of day’s reflection And the centipede of longing crawls softly across the darkened skies leaving not a single footprint or evidence of regret For beneath the moon there rises the...
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Friday, October 17, 2008
Sometimes drifting off to sleep can be like setting out on an adventure...
Lens In the small crack of night where summer memories shine brightly burn and rumble at the close of day Playful teasings caught in a mere slice of day dissolving dancing amidst the poignant darkness A darkness not with hollow nor empty in its slumber A place not boring if you slide into the slice...
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Thursday, October 16, 2008
She’s singing and humming along again, folks! ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Song A song is something that walks by itself It may saunter or strut or shuffle but it walks alone No contradictory signals or misguided promises Just notes afloat on sanguine strings Lyrics arousing fond and faithful memories It requires no hand-holding, no scaffolding to remain authentic, no...
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Wednesday, October 15, 2008
Is there time in your day for moments of complete stillness? ~~~~~~~~~
Unscathed Caught in a dense miasma of longing she dodges and ducks the misbegotten whirlwind of chaos It lurks it always does behind the voice of reason The world whispers its complaints beckoning The thin sounds of worried winds mingle in the grey Closing her eyes she can captures snippets of...
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Tuesday, October 14, 2008
…. And then there’s this moment; this brief yet magnificent moment!
Mist Vapors and dew shading my landscape misting my winding paths, the hands I have held, and the faces I have kissed Transulscent moonbeams casting shadows on my faintest wishes and hairline memories I pause to taste and behold the daybreak For behind its mocking haze lies both the remarkable and...
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