Wednesday, August 19, 2009

Fractured



Aren’t the most lovely things broken and flawed?
The diamond is born under pressure,
its’ beauty only revealed after cutting and polishing.
The gentle crazing of memory around the eyes
A map of all our smiles and tears.
How dull and flat the shine of new things
Only through time we see true worth.
The sea shell whorls slowly
The tree moves imperceptibly towards heaven
The days we sift through
The years we remember
The moments so small as to be forgotten

Friday, July 17, 2009

My Favorite Pattern


So in about 1974- I had my sister make up this pattern up for me in about

every granny dress combo possible - i loved it

So does LA street artist turned fine Artist Becca

She has a show at White Walls gallery this week end


Thursday, July 2, 2009

Sunday, June 28, 2009

Gulf Coast Heat Wave


Its is so hot heat index of 104 at present - 23 days plus with no rain- our little friends are getting cool comfort where they can find it - which means wallowing in my potted gardenia- passing out tiny tropical drinks with wee umbrellas at present

Friday, June 26, 2009

Astral Projection

Last night
I dreamed you
asked me to go
to Peru
All condors and bone whistles
Ribbons and bowler hats
I could feel your
breath on my neck as
you whispered
Machu Picchu
I dreamed of flying
with hummingbird wings
over the mysteries of Nazca
Yes, yes
with you
the answer will always be
yes

One of my most favorite places on this earth


Thursday, June 25, 2009

My Teenaged Wall Art


Much has been stated about Miss Fawcetts Iconic poster- loved and adored by an entire generation of American males. Design Boner blogged about her love of Cory Haim and his poster. Here's what this girl had on her teen aged bedroom walls- That's right I was in love with Misha- oh so soulful- oh so sexy- and RUSSIAN- His ABT posters went with me to college adorn my dorm. Friends would often mistake him for my boyfriend- oh my I knew I was hopelessly in love then.

TILT


1. this wonderful heart in my hand- made by my son many

many moons ago - made with love - glitter- and an

emerging mastery of scissors- I keep it in front of

my work area- to remind me of that long ago

Valentines' Day - and the pride on his face when

he gave it to me "I made it myself"...one of the things

I would grab when leaving a burning house.


2. Iced Coffee


3. making my backyard an animal habitat- my sister and I

were actually discussing if the birds appreciated the ice cubes

in the bird bath or not - it's been 104 degrees here on the

third coast.


4. Trips to the book store- to recycle books I have finished and

find new treasures. God Bless Half Priced Books


5. Writing more- my muse has returned- when it flows it flows

and when its gone I wonder if that feeling will ever come back.


What are you loving today?

Monday, June 22, 2009

Indivisible


My left hand

paints and writes

My right hand types

My left hand cradles the baby

My right hand folds the laundry

My left hand longs for time

My right hand wears the watch

The left hand itches for a road trip

The right hand makes sure the oil is changed

There is a concept

that states

some fully left sided individuals

have absorbed a mirror twin

I think this is true

and somewhere

braided within

I have that hidden twin

reminding me

What's right

when my left hand keeps me

dreaming all night

of choices, clouds and lonesome desert highways

My left hand holds the secrets of my heart

while my right hand reaches out to strangers

Sunday, June 21, 2009

If I were you

If I were you,
I would run.
If I were you,
I would slip out of my skin
and give up now.
If I were you,
I would hold my heart
up to my ear and
listen very carefully.
And I'll tell you
anything.

Saturday, June 20, 2009

A whisper

So is your shadow alive and well
thinking of the last time
I saw it fall
across my door
So long since
I've heard your shoes
sing up my steps
So summers here
and I'm thinking of
your mouth
filling mine with
stars and smoke
up in the mountains

Happy Solstice