Where Am I?

feel the vibe

jeannepoland's avatarThe Vibrant Channeled Creator

etching by Ruby Silvious etching by Ruby Silvious

“Where am I” Haiku:

Sometimes in the fog
emerge my roots-not to
tangle but embrace.

Before Owen was born John biked from Nassau to Queens on Long Island’s North Shore.
Now 45 years later, Owen heads the Columbia County Mountain Bike Alliance.
https://www.facebook.com/Columbiacountymountainbikealliance
The soil waited for the son, and made a path for him.

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before and after the flood…

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posted by Roger Foucault on Facebook

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sometimes trees grow in water

hold the moss of memories

of hippos in the mud

of tusks joined in love

of wiley willows

whispering.

 

napkin folding

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traveling in the car Annika learned this

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I remember wearing a hat that looked like this when I was 10 years old

at my Grandma’s 50th Wedding Anniversary.

Reminds me of my Alsace Lorraine heritage

and what we referred to as a Dutch hat.

Later, as a French nun, I wore something similar and called it a coiffe!

 

Isn’t life grand?

sliver

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art by Piwowarski

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every sliver

conjures moonlight

cusps, magic, death, life,

bones and heart

Wild

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drawing by J Byron Schachner

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wild

woolly

kitten

mitten

warriors in the garden

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in Quenby’s garden

even the bunnies are warriors;

the blades of grass erect;

and every gardener

Alice in Wonderland

who deals the cards!

tricking the male

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is this the trick-er or the trick-ee?

 

hard to tell

when they shimmer so beautifully

fly so gracefully

and move between dimensions.

 

Apparently the headache excuse is not enough!

Lino cuts

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I donated these pieces of linoleum and some cutting tools; and these designs are my thanks!

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a-symmetrical

delicate center of interest

botany’s aria!

(posted by Shadra Strickland)

7/15/18

Women Talk

 

 

 

Maiden-Mother-Crone

 

 

Today’s phone call was a triangle

between sister and daughter and myself

shone with understanding

echoed with acceptance

TOGETHER

in NY and MA

 

 

Definition #273 Song

sing sing a song

jeannepoland's avatarThe Vibrant Channeled Creator

sung lyrics for my poem portrait song video

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