Palm Tree
Blowing in the Wind
Photo by Quenby
On Palm Sunday
crumpled, rumpled palm
shrouded King proclaimed “Zealot”
grace never waivers.
Palm- Crumpled Rumpled Pummeled
13 Apr 2014 Leave a comment
in Uncategorized Tags: crumpled, grace never waivers, Palm, Palm Sunday, proclaimed "Zealot", rumpled palm, shrouded King
On Palm Sunday
Bob Boy: Listen to Your Heart
12 Apr 2014 1 Comment
in Family Tags: Bob Boy, calligraphic decorations, David Gatti, flourishes, God lifts to His immensity, hair-line finishings, heart beat, heart beat is frail, kiss hello, listen to your heart, minutes drag, sap your strength, small space, soul universal
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
Legend
11 Apr 2014 Leave a comment
in Family Tags: apparel, author of colors, bow, camera, costumes of the world, fabrics, fine day, glance submits to legend, grandma, hand-me-downs, illustrations, Lady Marion, Lady Marion courtesies, legend, leterature, pages open, patterns, published, Stanley Kunitz
My struggle is to use the life in order to transcend it, to convert it into legend. Stanley Kunitz
Lady Marion courtesies
Her hand-me-downs
This fine day arrived.
Apparel takes a bow
For camera
And Grandma:
Author of colors
Fabrics, patterns
Costumes of the world.
Literature
Illustrations
Published:
The pages open
The glance
Submits to legend.
The Journey
10 Apr 2014 1 Comment
in Family Tags: brushing off competition's fangs, criticism, deer and hawks, gathered prompts, Hutchinson Lane, journey, past trees, poems, porcupines, rhymes, stumbled, sure-footed, wandered down the hill, washed the dust away
I wandered lonely down the hill
Past trees, porcupines , deer and hawks
Brushing off competition’s fangs …
Gathered prompts
Scribed poems
Posted rhymes
Winced at criticism
Stumbled on sand
Washed the dust away
Found Hutchinson Lane;
Sure-footed
Open hearted journey.
Time
09 Apr 2014 1 Comment
in Family Tags: bikes, compliment, fast, model, slow, time
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.
Light
08 Apr 2014 1 Comment
in Family Tags: candlelight, cool light, eye light, far light, hard light, laser light, light, searchlight, skin light, soft light, soul light, spotlight, warm light
Psalm 139:12
To God, the night shines as bright as the day.
spotlight
search light
candlelight
which?
hard light
far light
soft light
which?
cool light
laser light
warm light
which?
eye light
skin light
soul light
which?
Click! Goes the Shutter…
07 Apr 2014 1 Comment
in Family Tags: altar of your life, athlete's discipline, blessing to us all, chance, chatter, click goes the shutter, cultivate their growth, glitter, matter, model you, plant the words, Rainer Maria Rilke, stance, truth articulated, vibrant color, vision
Work of sight is done; now do the heart work on the pictures within you.
Rainier Maria Rilke
Click! goes the shutter on the glitter that is you!
The vibrant color of your stance:
The chance that I might model you:
An athlete’s discipline.
Click! goes the shutter on the chatter that you speak!
The truth articulated:
I want to plant the words:
Then cultivate their growth.
Click! goes the shutter on the matter that you bring!
The vision that you carry:
To the altar of your life:
To offer as a blessing to us all.
A dedication to Emily.
Keeping House
06 Apr 2014 1 Comment
in Family Tags: cooking, dusting, keeping house, linens, repitition soothes, rhythm moves, wash, worried views tossed askewed
Keeping House
repetition soothes
rhyme moves
dusting proves
wash removes
cooking chews
linens smoothed
worried views
tossed a-skewed
repetition soothes
rhyme moves
If well written, every line of a poem can be a title:
05 Apr 2014 1 Comment
in Uncategorized Tags: clouds, crows, dark geese, Early Spring in a Field, Every line of a poem as a title, field, north wind, rocks, soft mud, spruce trees, Tom Hennen, voices faint, wedge cold heart of winter
“Early Spring in the Field” by Tom Hennen from Darkness Sticks to Everything. © Copper Canyon Press, 2013.
Tom Hennen’s poem, reformatted, to show every line as a title.
The crow’s voice filtered through the walls of the farmhouse
sounds of a rusty car engine turning over
clouds on a north wind that whistles softly and cold
spruce trees planted in a line on the south side of the house weave and scrape at the air
I’ve walked to a far field to a fence line of rocks where I am surprised to see soft mud this raw day
no new tracks in the mud
desiccated grass among the rocks
a bare grove of trees in the distance
a blue sky thin as an eggshell with a crack of dark geese running through it
their voices faint and almost troubled as they disappear in a wedge that has opened at last the cold heart of winter.
Music in the Mountains
04 Apr 2014 1 Comment
in Uncategorized Tags: Appalachians, art form, articulation, Catskills, dynamics, Fugi, harmony, Hawaii, melody, meter, Muses, Music in the Mountains, pitch, rhythm, Rockies, Smokies, sonic qualities, sound and silence, tempo, texture, timbre
Music is an art form whose medium is sound and silence.
Its common elements are pitch (which governs melody and harmony),
rhythm (and its associated concepts tempo, meter, and articulation),
dynamics,
and the sonic qualities of timbre and texture.
The word derives from Greek μουσική mousike; “art of the Muses”.
Fugi
beats a bass drum.
Hawaii
strums calypso.
Catskills
sound the violins.
The Rockies
trumpet horns.
The Smokies
shush their castinettes:
an Appalachian song.
The timbre of the sounds resounds:
redwoods’ bass,
driftwood’s chant.
The Vibrant Channeled Creator 