Footprints

Footprints I've left behind...

Footprints I’ve left behind…

birth certificate @ Mary Immaculate Hospital
baby shoe prints in the Woodhaven grass
bike tracks in the alley
roller skate wheels on the black top
saddle shoes off to school
Ring-a-levio on 90th Street
double-dutch jump rope
senior prom pumps
nun shoes in Litchfield
mom shoes in Port Washington
old lady shoes in Hudson NY
magic shoes for children’s writer

Windy Massage

photo by Laura Purdie Salas

photo by Laura Purdie Salas

(My poem for Laura Purdie Salas’s Fifteen Words or less Poetry Post)

slashed by winds
pummeled by rain
tickled by birds
eaten by bugs-
eyes grow wise.

Take-Off

Oliver prepares for take-off

Oliver prepares for take-off

I bought a Swedish chair
That sets up everywhere:
A stool to fool the ground.

My grandson popped on top
Hung wings to halt a flop:
Fancied flying round!

Toad Stool

Jeanne learns "Author" and "Pages' -one-to-one- @ the Apple Store

Jeanne learns “Author” and “Pages’ -one-to-one-
@ the Apple Store

Toad stool
holds Granny-Author
learning pages
in e-pubs
Apple style.

( I use Adobe Creative Suite, but was curious about the inter-media programs being taught @Apple to 8-12 year olds
this summer.)

In the Shadows

In the shadows lies the depth

In the shadows lies the depth

There is enough light in faith for believers and enough shadows to blind those who don’t. Blase Pascal

radiant light
deep shadows
truth & mystery
interlaced:
faith

Don’t give yourself to a machine…

the machine in your life

the machine in your life

intrusions
confusions
protrusions

probes
selections
knobs

ALERT
DISCERN
PREFERENCES

let the human choose.
take time
distinguish yourself!

Leaving the Motherland

bee comes along...picks up the pollen...

bee comes along…picks up the pollen…

bee alights
pollen sticks
seed blows
roots
buds

you’ve left mother:
found soil.

air, water, fire, earth:
elementary.

Weather

lichen

lichen licks bark
like weather grows
cells proclaiming
our perennial sifting
of its elements.

Captive

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Comment from Catherine Johnson’s Blog:
June 18, 2014 at 12:42 pm

Slurp! slurp!
See those pigeons poop and pee where they will…
Flit and fly
High and bye…

Peck me free
I’ll guard your eggs
Groom your legs
Worship you forever!

Jeanne Poland

Music @ The Marriott Custom House in Boston

Colleen Marshall Tougas June 17, 2014

Colleen Marshall Tougas
June 17, 2014

There is entertainment in the Owner’s Bar and Lounge of the Marriott Custom House every eve at 8:30. Two nights ago we were spellbound by a Spanish guitarist: D’Raphael Gitano (bought 2 of his CD’s) and then last night were able to record Steven Higg’s on keyboard and the singing of Colleen Marshall Tougas.
They honored every audience request and even accompanied one of the owners who sang a Sinatra tune.
This is the only time-share in the city of Boston and it changed my life.
http://www.marriott.com/hotels/travel/bosch-marriotts-custom-house/

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