Wednesday, September 23, 2015
Monday, September 21, 2015
the shape of autumn
that has passed thru the shutters,
the candle's twisted flame.
a fine day of autumn;
smoke from something
rises into the sky.
cease their mad flight
as the crescent moon rises.
has the tail of a horse
the autumn wind.
the season has come
to find your new home
how everything changes..
fast and vast..
the wind horse carries blessings..
humankind can be kind
heart and hand opening
to bid adieu / to welcome through
invisible line ..
barbed wire will not hold me in..
will not keep me out..
when the walls come tumbling down
to greet the beaming sun ..
faces like my very own..
hold me..let me go
i walk the thousand mile road ~
Wednesday, September 16, 2015
i have a friend i like to visit every year..
to make sure he is alive..
to let him know i am alive..
we share poetry..
and cosmic who-ha..
we eat well and watch movies marathon style..
he has parkinson's & is HIV positive..
i have something hidden that will
snuff me out sooner or later..
no time like the now to connect w/ a dear, olde pal..
in the end..
all you want is someone to long for you
when it comes time
to put you in the ground!
Saturday, September 12, 2015
sign on a church board:
WHAT IS YOUR PLAN FOR ETERNITY?
to live in the present -
here & now
to see the world in a grain of sand
and heaven in a wild flower ~
hold infinity in the palm of your hand
and eternity in an hour....
Thursday, September 10, 2015
we're all scared, most of the time.
life would be lifeless if we weren't.
be scared, and then jump into that fear.
again and again.
just remember to hold on to yourself
while you do it.
a novel by emma hooper
Tuesday, September 8, 2015
~ so it is written
as the 2nd phrase
over the gateway
to the temple at delphi ~
what do you have too much of ?
bars of soap?
silver bracelets ?
single socks waiting for a mate?
for me..i have too many desk items...
paper clips shaped like birds and elephants
stationary from india
stationary from italy
stationary from japan
envelopes of every shape & size
scissors of every shape & size
note pads from hotels around the world
rubber stamp ink pads
note books with endless quotes
it has simply got to stop..
i've decided to use everything up..
not to glut the system with more cards
no more of more of everything
no more trees coming down on my watch
no christmas cards
once every last card is sent - no more..
this could take lifetimes yet i am determined
my sympathies ~
Monday, September 7, 2015
the bud stands for all things,
even those things that don't flower,
for everything flowers, from within,
though sometimes it is necessary
to re-teach a thing its loveliness,
to put a hand on its brow
of the flower
and re-tell it in words and in touch
it is lovely
until it flowers again from within,
Sunday, September 6, 2015
where do i live?
a curious question ~
what residence do i support?
i live in the wind that catches
the rainbow ribbons
outside my mama's backdoor..
i live in the mind of my own self..
conjuring up all sorts of images,
qualities and comforts zones..
i make my home in the tiny space
between two breaths..
i aim to increase my square footage
moment by moment ~
i am addressed inside a p.o. box..
on an island jammin' with fighter jets
skitterish deer .. hummingbird chat..
i live inside the ink that writes these very words..
inside the fingertips scratching out
indecipherable penmanship -
i live inside the jeans that have become too tight..
the skin that has become too loose..
i hang out on the prayer beads that are chanted
and strung for many dharma bums..
on the itchy eyelids of pollen,
the dry winter lips,
the baby toenails, barely there..
i rest in the palm of my hand
found this in a stack of papers
i was sorting thru as i putter this sunday AM
20 years ago written
i still live here and further down many roads..
not great writing but telling, eh?
here are a few untraditional haiku uncovered as well..
where is my cat?
buzzing bee lands -
the car door
has captured it.
ankle bone digs deep
into the plush
tickles the nose edges -
widens the gap.
mind in reverse -
a truck load of concepts
odd to look back 20 years
and see what i saw..
where do i live, now?
Wednesday, September 2, 2015
no class for kathy on monday, the 7th..
she'll have her tuesday class@ 5:30
YES! jeri will be teaching on monday evening - labor day -
@ 6:30 but will NOT be having class on monday, the 14th..
NO CLASS ON TUESDAY, SEPTEMBER 8th *8AM
SAVE the DATE -
YOGA w/ CATS
fundraiser for the cat's meow
will be very much fun!