photo by Kelly
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over the head sweater
damps the fire on my forehead
tents my endurance
Sweater
31 Aug 2017 1 Comment
in Poetry, sweater Tags: 0ver the head, damps the fire, sweater, tents my endurance
Orange haiku
30 Aug 2017 Leave a comment
in Orange Haiku, Poetry Tags: cantaloupe blushes, crush, juicy nectarines, Neil Waldman, orange peaches, splash
art by Neil Waldman
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orange peaches splash
cantaloupe blushes crush
juicy nectarines
Knots in the Wood
29 Aug 2017 1 Comment
in Knots in the Wood, Poetry Tags: a nebular display, blink above, ceiling knots wink, flaming kissed, fly from the dark, galaxies to hold, haloed lights, Knots in the Wood, lumber bent under the saw, morning breaks, my dreams, pine-y sky, shooting stars, streaking from above
iPhone shot of cabin ceiling in the barn
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the ceiling knots
wink down on me
(meteors from space)
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they blink above
like haloed lights
(galaxies to hold)
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The lumber bent
under the saw
(the knots like shooting stars)
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my dreams and I
fly from the dark
(a nebular display)
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When morning breaks
‘neath pine-y sky
(a stellar rain begins)
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its breath on me
flaming kissed
streaking from above!
Afraid
28 Aug 2017 Leave a comment
in Afraid 2, Poetry Tags: a centepede crawling in the dark, a crack in the wall, a pathfinder, a voice to hear, afraid, afraid of being invisible, angels sing, breath, echoes from the mountains, glory to the creator, placed me outside the frame, siblings blocked the view, sing and clap and dance, without scent, without voice
i used to be
afraid
of being invisible
without scent
without voice
or breath
Siblings
blocked the view
placed me
outside the frame
a crack
in the wall
a centipede
crawling in the dark
But now
I sing
and clap
and dance
’til echoes
bounce from mountain tops
and angels sing
glory to the creator
praise to the son
submission to the spirit
I have become
a voice to hear
a light to guide
a pathfinder!
Wait for it!
27 Aug 2017 Leave a comment
in Poetry
This was 3 years ago and the wheel moves over the hill!
Owen Handles
Owen Handles Two
Today
my son
is 37 years old!
I was
37 when
I birthed him.
Wait
for the
circle of life.
Ride
the wheel
down the hill
over the hill
up the hill.
Why I go on retreat @ Highlights
27 Aug 2017 Leave a comment
in Poetry, Why I go on retreat @ Highlights Tags: compatible priorities, creativity, delicious food, discretion, respect, safety, unending dignity for each, unlimited and personal service, Why I go on retreat @ Highlights
photo by Claudia
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discretion
respect
creativity
safety
delicious food
unlimited and personal service
compatible priorities
unending dignity for each
Owen’s Fortieth Birthday
26 Aug 2017 Leave a comment
in Owen's Fortieth Birthday, Poetry Tags: 100 photos from 40 years of Owen's life, Owen's Fortieth Birthday, the beauty, the joy, your bliss at home with your own
I have collected 100 photos from 40 years of Owen’s life for you to enjoy.
Enjoy the beauty; and feel the joy!
Search for your bliss at home with your own.
Black &White
25 Aug 2017 Leave a comment
in Black&White, Poetry Tags: Black&White, highlights soften the edges, In gray tones, join the umbilical, Miranda Hunny Ireland
Miranda Hunny Ireland
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In gray tone, highlights
soften the edges, join
the umbilical
Reggae Convergence
24 Aug 2017 Leave a comment
in Poetry
Ziggy Marley shakes the dust
Ziggy Marley
sings for Redemption
My life became reggae
when the Cable tech came with his Jamaican helpfulness
when I danced to Reggae music with my Alzheimer’s friend
when The Netflix BBC Show was about Jamaican voodoo protection
when my e-friend, FrizzText, posted the music of Bob Marley and son.
Some of this came in the cloud,
some in human footprints.
Some of this moved our feet:
All of this was fine art,
rocky shaking redemption!
Foreground
24 Aug 2017 Leave a comment
in foreground, Poetry Tags: close=BIG DOG, far=small girl & house, foreground, Kelly Helms, scene of stark contrasts
photo by Kelly Helms
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close=BIG DOG
far= small girl&house
scene of stark contrasts
The Vibrant Channeled Creator 