From the grass bed, cotton fluffs of white swirling past shadowy ebbs and crests of green hills. Dots of trees fringe the edges of reverie in the wind. I’m wide awake asleep daydream embracing splashes of red soft velvety blossom full under the warm sun. Free spirit flowing with the world shifting [...]
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Clouds and Poppies
Posted in Art Scene, Literature, Memoirs, Nature, Poetry, Religion, Science, Society, Travel, tagged asleep, awake, axis, bed, blossom, closer, clouds, cotton, crest, daydream, dot, ebb, edge, embrace, flow, fluff, free, fringe, full, grass, green, heaven, hills, made, past, poem, poetry, poppy, red, reverie, self, shadow, shift, soft, spirit, splash, sun, swirl, trees, under, velvet, white, wide, wind, world on February 8, 2012 | 12 Comments »
Counterpoints and Movements
Posted in Art Scene, Literature, Memoirs, Music, Nature, Poetry, Relationships, Society, Travel, tagged ache, applause, approach, autumn, awakening, beat, blank, bone, breeze, careful, counterpoint, crotchets, dream, drop, ember, enter, fill, forgotten, glide, halt, harmony, hear, heard, hush, imagination, inspiration, leaves, locomotion, love, melody, minims, movement, muse, night, octave, out, own, pace, part, pause, pavement, peace, play, poem, poetry, pulse, quavers, rain, remember, reminder, rest, restless, rhythm, rustle, semibreves, serenade, sharp, shift, silence, skin, slow, smooth, soul, sound, space, stave, step, tempo, thunder, tonight, touch, train, trickle, under, unfamiliar, weight, white on August 26, 2011 | 12 Comments »
Imagine yourself playing the part. The melody in a slow tempo touching the white bones in mine. The blank spaces glide filling the staves into octaves where rhythms of silence are aching to be heard. The approaching train in locomotion slowly halting to a rest and the muse steps out in a sudden hush. [...]







Whiteness Of Being
Posted in Art Scene, Books, Current Affairs, Literature, Memoirs, Nature, Philosophy, Poetry, Politics, Relationships, Religion, Science, Social Commentary, Society, Travel, tagged able, acceptance, afloat, albeit, all, ambiguous, approach, art, become, being, blur, broken, call, canvas, common, completeness, confident, contain, creation, crumple, darkness, definition, destiny, dictate, difference, discover, distance, dot, doubt, down, dream, dry, dust, eraser, Film, flaw, fragile, friend, get, gleam, glister, graphite, great, heart, heavy, hope, horizon, immaculate, immortality, indentation, indirect, jag, keep, know, let, light, lightness, line, live, living, mark, matter, mess, mold, mosaic, move, new, noise, notice, only, own, page, paper, peace, plate, poem, poetry, quite, reality, repeat, rinse, see, seek, seem, separation, shadow, sink, smear, smudge, soap, soil, someone, something, soul, space, stall, still, stop, strive, subside, sud, surface, swipe, throw, toward, trace, try, unbroken, uncompromise, unsplintered, unwaver, visible, visual, wait, wash, water, way, white, whole, work, write, you on January 31, 2012 | 4 Comments »
It’s like a white plate. Soiled and you try to wash it afloat with suds of soap and rinse repeatedly at the sink. Letting it dry and wait until the film of water subsides down into its gleamy surface. You try to contain the glister. The immaculateness of being unbroken, unsplintered. Fragile. It’s like [...]
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