The Vibrant Channeled Creator

Oh no! not Jeanne again as a superhero!

Jeanne somersaults
April 12, 2015

Tom Clancy:
He said: “I’m in the entertainment business. My function in life for the most part is to take people out of their lives and put them somewhere else.”

hanging from the trapeze
wind tossing me
from grands
to elders

somersault
from virtual
to concrete

thud
to
fly

and then again
topsy-turvy!

Bob Boy: Listen to Your Heart

12 Apr 2017 Leave a comment

Yes another year to share with my angel on earth. He not only is a patient in the Alzheimer’s Unit, but a caretaker to each soul there.

waiting for us was painful:
dressing in your best
hosting the visitors.

in the small space
minutes drag
sap your strength

your heart beat is frail
but your soul is universal
God lifts you to His immensity

We saw David Gatti’s work,
calligraphic greetings,
designs shared

artfully displayed
affectionate galleries
laundry done by family

Next we want a picnic
outdoors; menu your choice
calligraphy decorations

the drive will be swift now
we know the way
to kiss hello, goodbye

to listen to your heart
grateful to know your immensity
your soul’s connections

flourishes:
hair-line
finishings

A Buddhist Full Moon

12 Apr 2017 Leave a comment

by jeannepoland in A Buddhist Full moon, Poetry Tags: A Buddist Full moon, Adobe Creative Suite, bamboo grass, cast in the moonlight, empathy both ways, if moon stays, itwould be good to have another's shadow, Jeanne, leaked into my hut, on land and in the sky, Saigyo, together make the journey

Moonlight

reflection of Saigyo’s Poem by Jeanne in InDesign (Adobe Creative Suite)

Informal, Slightly Old-fashioned Boondocks

11 Apr 2017 1 Comment

This was a big sensation when first blogged…

I'm the one with the red hair

A hoity-toity boor
full o’ malarky ‘n shenanigans

met her whirlygig nincompoop
in cahoots with a topsy-turvy ragamuffin

busy as a one armed coat hanger
on a cockamamie doohickey
of a hodgepodge afternoon.

Before sunset,
the scalawag skedaddled off
with her pipsqueak

for a roly-poly overnighter
of razzmatazz ramshackle razzle-dazzle!

Antidote (Poem Spell)

11 Apr 2017 2 Comments

by jeannepoland in Antidote (Poem Spell), Poetry Tags: Antidote (Poem Spell), be dust, be yarn, blow, bread, clear tides, fist, olive oil, open, Quicksilver, real journey, real work, reeds, riot of sunlight, set, sheep art by Catherine, sing, stone in my heart, storm, stream, wind

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sheep art by catherine

Antidote (Poem Spell)

stone in my heart be dust, be dust.

annoying wind, be cranberry yarn.

midnight storm, bring the clear tides in.

leaping dogs, bring the salty shells.

peasant bread, dip in olive oil.

reeds gold and pink, blow in the light.

clenched fist, open and wait.

riot of sunlight, set in the night.

don’t know what to do, you’ve come to the real work.

don’t know where to go, you’ve come to the real journey.

bafflement, get employed.

impeded stream, sing.

4/11/2017

quicksilver

Scars

10 Apr 2017 Leave a comment

by jeannepoland in Poetry, Scars Tags: barber gown, can't swim, choker of jewels, fluids, grandparents, hold breath underwater, intimate mate, panting prana, priests, Scars, suffocating, tight necked clothing, toddler gasps for breath, too stretched, trust life guards

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Alvin Ailey Dance

Scars

The toddler gasps for breath-
suffocating

and years later can’t swim
underwater holding breath

scar tissue is too stretched
to trust lifeguards

or priests, or grandparents,
or tight necked clothing

like a barber gown to catch the hair
or a choker of jewels

or an intimate mate exchanging
fluids, embraces and panting prana.

scar tissue has no give…

4/10/2017

quicksilver

Time

09 Apr 2017 Leave a comment

This is when they were five and 3 years old. Now at 8 and 6, less echoing, more individuality!

Time

It’s time for Annika:
“His name is Lily Pad”

It’s time for Oliver:
“His name is Lily Pad”

It’s time for Annika:
“Bikes go fast
Bikes go slow
Annika, Oliver go go go”

It’s time for Oliver:
“Bikes go fast
Bikes go slow
Oliver, Annika go go go”

Listen
Admire
Echo

A three year old compliment for a five year old model.