Oliver Rides Standing
Puddling through mud ‘n
pebbles’ peanut butter roles
four year old pedals.
Definition #350 Riding Standing
11 Oct 2015 Leave a comment
in Riding Standing. Tags: four year old pedals, Oliver Rides standing, peanut butter rolls, pebbles, puddling through mud, Riding Standing
Definition #349 OOOGly Eyes
10 Oct 2015 Leave a comment
in Ooogly Eyes Tags: Annika's Design, as we offer thanks, glue dots oogle us, Ooogly Eyes, to those who sustain our days
Annika’s Design
glue dots oogle us
as we offer thanks to those
who sustain our days
Definition #348 Betrayal
09 Oct 2015 Leave a comment
in Betrayal Tags: "Watch out!", Aft'I warned, Betrayal, Held you close on leaf, Marcin Piowarski, secretly, you tipped the tea
by
marcin-piwowarski
Held you close on leaf
You tipped the tea, secretly,
Aft’ I warned: “Watch out!”
Definition #347 Comic Books
08 Oct 2015 Leave a comment
in Comic Books Tags: Autobiography, Comic Books, Graphic Novels, Harvey Pekar, push people into their lives, rather than escape, realist, struggles
Harvey Pekar
Pekar wrote about nearly every important aspect of his life: his job, his friends, meeting his wife, marrying her, their struggles as a couple, buying their first house, and going through his cancer treatment. His work inspired a whole generation of artists to write autobiographical and realist comic books.
When asked why he wanted to turn his life into a comic book, Harvey Pekar said, “I wanted to write literature that pushed people into their lives rather than helping people escape from them.”
Definition #346 Goldfinch’s Winter Coat
07 Oct 2015 Leave a comment
in Goldfinch's Winter Coat Tags: between, Diane Ackerman, fluff up feathers grow for warmth, goldfinch lose yellow, Goldfinch's Winter Coat, male and female coats, mystery, savage country
goldfinch lose yellow
fluff up feathers grow for warmth
male and female coats
Diane Ackerman wrote, “It began in mystery, and it will end in mystery, but what a savage and beautiful country lies in between.”
Definition #345 October
06 Oct 2015 1 Comment
in October Tags: Autumn or imagination?, Barbara Crooker, black walnuts, bottom heavy pears, golden hour of the clock, moon's restless searchlight, October, oval plums, rope of silk, run to fruit, thistle down, wind chimes in
Autumn or imagination?
And Now it’s October
by Barbara Crooker
the golden hour of the clock of the year. Everything that can run
to fruit has already done so: round apples, oval plums, bottom-heavy
pears, black walnuts and hickory nuts annealed in their shells,
the woodchuck with his overcoat of fat. Flowers that were once bright
as a box of crayons are now seed heads and thistle down. All the feathery
grasses shine in the slanted light. It’s time to bring in the lawn chairs
and wind chimes, time to draw the drapes against the wind, time to hunker
down. Summer’s fruits are preserved in syrup, but nothing can stopper time.
No way to seal it in wax or amber; it slides though our hands like a rope
of silk. At night, the moon’s restless searchlight sweeps across the sky.
“And Now it’s October” by Barbara Crooker from Small Rain. © Purple Flag Press, 2014. Reprinted with permission.
If Today Would Be Your Last Day
05 Oct 2015 1 Comment
FrizzText reaches from Germany and quickens my pulse.
https://soundcloud.com/fingerstyle_guitar/my-old-friend-tytlblues-and-frits
I do not own any copyrights on this backing track but I liked to add my lyrics to the guitar of Tytlblues / Tom Adams – listen to the music (an open collab) without my vocals: https://soundcloud.com/ytlblues/my-old-friendopen-collab
lyrics, written by myself:
1
If today would be your last day, what would you do?
Once again, admiring a big tree?
Look at the water as it flows?
Or the clouds as they draw?
2
If today would be your last day,
which book would you take in hand again,
listening to which song,
which picture would you want to look at one last time?
3
If today would be your last day,
whom would you tell it?
Your family? Your friends?
Or would you sneak up quietly,
like the other day the cat,
when she realized that she was very sick?
Definition #344 Twitter Speak Poems
05 Oct 2015 1 Comment
in Twitter Speak Poetry Tags: cultivate resilience, Dave Collins images, honor differences, listen between the lines, My Mission Statements, My Vision Statement, reboot each night, rhyme for retention, speak my soul as prophet, Twitter Speak Poetry
My Mission Statement:
speak my soul as prophet
honor differences
cultivate resilience
Vision Statement:
Reboot each night
listen between the lines
rhyme for retention
Definition #343 Donster
04 Oct 2015 2 Comments
in Donster Tags: a bear of gentle stuff, brute to see, crashes, Donster, freckles spew, tender touches, twist and swing, whirling hands
Donster Monster
Donster crashes kitchen doors; whirling hands askew;
Cracks and breaks; divides the plates; spatter freckles spew.
A brute to see: whiskers wild; his mouth a toothless cave;
Yet tender touches calmed pain’s wrench: relief his fingers gave.
Afford him berth, vast and fast; to twist and swing his girth;
For brute’s a bear of gentle stuff; beneath his matted dearth.
Definition #342 Society of Scribes
03 Oct 2015 Leave a comment
in Society of Scribes NYC Tags: 100NYCalligraphers, Cynthia Dantzic, Jeanne Poland's Pages, Society of Scribes NYC, The Big Eye Gallery
The scribes gather at the Big Eye Gallery to celebrate Cynthia’s Book
100 New York Calligraphers
by Cynthia Dantzic
Jeanne’s Pages
The Vibrant Channeled Creator 