nephew looking down to gather his thoughts
niece and family with three winning smiles
Don’s relatives dabble in health
wealth of trust
for giant and elf
Don’s hall of fame
06 Sep 2018 Leave a comment
in Don's Hall of fame, Poetry Tags: Don's Hall of fame, Don's Relatives dabble in health, for giant and elf, nephew looking down to gather his thoughts, niece and family with three winning smiles, wealth of trust
Sport Activity Vehicle
05 Sep 2018 Leave a comment
in Poetry, Sport Activity Vehicle Tags: BMX1x, ease for drive, in our hearts, in the sky, links to light, Mother/Daughter, on-line, power for road, rogue, seats for mates, Sport Activity Vehicle, style for eye
Q’s new BMW1X in silver
Jeanne’s silver Rogue
Mother and Daughter
sport activity vehicles
seats for mates
power for road
ease for drive
style for eye
links to lights
on line, in sky, in hearts!
golden path
03 Sep 2018 Leave a comment
in golden path,, Poetry Tags: falls with orange glitter, golden path,, lights the leaves, on the stones, sometimes in Autumn, sunshine, the golden light of Fall, twinkles
sometimes
in Autumn
the golden light of Fall
falls with orange glitter
on the stones
lights the leaves
twinkles
sunshine
sunshine
twinkles
lights the leaves
on the stones
falls with orange glitter,
the golden light of Fall
in Autumn
sometimes
framed
02 Sep 2018 Leave a comment
in framed, Poetry Tags: allow for four, beauty of my grand-kids, beg forgiveness, daughter-in-law, eyelids clicked the shutter, feeding them to my hungry blog, flowers, framed, landscape framing, morsels, on my blog, permission, son-in-law, trust me
give me the “landscape framing” to allow for four
framed
I was framed
by my eyelids
who clicked the shutter when
I saw the beauty of my grand-kids
the muscles of my daughter-in-law
the Samson-like hair of my son
the generosity of my daughter
the sweetness of my son-in-law
the texture of the flowers
and
then posted them on my blog without permission.
Trust me,
I was framed
with framing
those morsels with my eyes
and feeding them to my hungry blog.
I beg forgiveness.
Neil Waldman continued
01 Sep 2018 Leave a comment
in Neil Waldman continued, Poetry Tags: Atmosphere, hills, in reflections, moons, Neil Waldman continued, tension between turquoise and tangerine, the cool surrounding hot, Waldman sees orange
Waldman sees orange
in reflections
moons
hills
atmosphere
the tension between turquoise and tangerine
the cool surrounding hot
Neil Waldman @ the R. Michelson Gallery
31 Aug 2018 1 Comment
in Neil Waldman and the R Michaelson Gallery, Poetry Tags: 2018, August 27, caretakers, frolicked, Hebrew, Northampton, one giclee, one watercolor, personal gallery, purchased one book, read the book, studio, temple theme, tour, with chair
reworking of the temple theme by Neil Waldman
I met the caretakers of the
R Michelson Gallery in Northampton
on August 27, 2018
and purchased one book
one watercolor painting
one giclee (A digital printing process in which an ink-jet printer is used to produce a high-quality art print)
and had a fulfilling tour of the museum
and its storeroom of children’s books and illustrators.
I learned some Hebrew.
And frolicked in Northampton.
What remains is to set up my personal
Neil Waldman Gallery
in my studio with chair for visitors to read the book by Michelson and Waldman
There is always confusion in Democracy…
30 Aug 2018 Leave a comment
in Poetry
democracy is love shared-given and reciprocated
Who’s in charge? MaMa? PaPa?
Would you trust this woman to Judge?
Who’s voice is first?
Who discerns the rights-commands?
Open Love Supreme!
listen
30 Aug 2018 1 Comment
in listen, Poetry Tags: aria, art by Ya Ja, hand puppet, listen, try Pavarotti, youtube
Sometimes Boston brings NYC to me…
29 Aug 2018 Leave a comment
in Poetry, Sometimes Boston brings NYC to me... Tags: Ballet in Chelsea, go east, go west, in Boston 2019, NYC, Sometimes Boston brings NYC to me..., the leap of Ailey's Troupe
appearing in Boston 2019
used to go west
to the Ballet in Chelsea, NYC;
now go east
to Boston’s Theaters,
and the leap of Ailey’s Troupe!
Minute Particulars
28 Aug 2018 Leave a comment
in Poetry
Maybe the movements in space will make my orchid bloom again. It’s been four years.
I nurtured and waited 7 years for this orchid to bloom.
Reblogged from today’s Poetry Almanac:
The first of two powerful solar storms hit the Earth on this date in 1859. It became known as the “Carrington Event,” after amateur astronomer Richard Carrington, who witnessed the solar flares through his telescope outside London. When the geomagnetic disturbance reached Earth, telegraph wires began shorting out, shooting streams of fire and igniting telegraph paper in North America and Europe. Compasses were useless because the Earth’s magnetic field had gone haywire. The northern lights were seen as far south as Cuba and Jamaica, and the southern lights — aurora australis — were seen in Santiago, Chile. In some places, the aurora was so bright that birds began chirping in the middle of the night because they thought the sun was rising. The Carrington Event was by far the strongest geomagnetic storm ever recorded:…
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