Thursday, March 12, 2009

TiLT


1. Early Spring rainy days like this one - that allow us to have one last day with our old love Winter- where we make soups with crusty bread- and go - ummm its good to be inside today.

2. Net flix- I just joined and i love it - lots of wonderful films come right to you - and on days like today - you can stay in your pjs' eat the aforementioned soup- and watch the latest Swedish Vampire movie - with out strange looks from the teen aged clerk at the local video store.

3. My fireplace- what else needs to be said - see numbers one and two- there are a few days down here on the third coast where you get to use them- and today was one.

4. Stevie Nicks - yeah that's right -big props to the Welsh Witch- Lady Lavona at her blog Cabinet of Curiosities posted a 79 live you tube clip of Rihannon- ohhh my what a flashback- standing on the edge of 17 myself- in swirly gauzy clothes and look alike hair- well if you were there you remember- if you weren't I'm sorry for you.

that is what i'm loving today- howabout you?

Thursday, March 5, 2009

TiLT

1. Creme Brulee- love like nothing else- quite possibly the best dessert on Earth
2. My Red Bike- I love it - and how the wind blows in my hair
3. My new hair cut - lost 6 inches - and it feels like 20 years- and its still long
4. Canelli beans- so good with everything
5. Planting the new garden- tomato's up on deck next
6. Saving Grace- my latest guilty TV pleasure
7. The Sunday paper- and Damn glad to be living in a city the still has one

Wednesday, March 4, 2009

one fine day

There is a wasps' nest in my heart
step lightly
as not to awaken them
they sleep
humming
anger sifting below the dreaming
time
before
the
swarm
and the
sting

Thursday, February 19, 2009

New Mexico

Red sand
glazed everything
my hair
my teeth my
tent.
My cheeks blasted
near Shiprock
leaning to stay upright.
In the bottom of the
backpack
the last grains
of being there
slip over
my fingertips.

Saturday, February 14, 2009

Thursday, February 12, 2009

TilT


Spring is coming and I love all the new green in the world

Mardi Gras is coming and I love the joy and absolute hedonism

I love contact with old friends- who knew me when - keeps me grounded

Old German Paper Mache Easter eggs

and need we say more

EASTER CANDY

Wednesday, February 11, 2009

Big Thanks

Big thanks to Freya of Fish nor Fowl for posting me as her guest blogger on Words with Weight !!! Check it out
http://fishnorfowl.net/

Wednesday, February 4, 2009

Dig This

A friend posted this on my Facebook - wanted to share it with you as well -
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=42E2fAWM6rA

TiLT


Bollywood- I love Indian movies - the color - the music- it gives a view

into a place not too many folks have visited -yet soooo many people live,

it reminds me that certain things are universal - love- romance -tears -drama

Getting new music - I love getting new music - it takes me right back to being a teenager again the excitement and pleasure of hearing something new

Driving- anywhere anytime - my longest love affair has been with the road

Organic Souvenirs- rocks, shells, pieces of drift wood, found objects, memories of being someplace, the day ,the journey, encased in the thing carried home.

The New Craft Movement- reminds me we all love the handmade and homemade, it is heavy with a sense of timelessness and rejection of the impersonal mass produced object- reduce-reuse-re-cycle -re purpose- rebel-





Monday, February 2, 2009

Imbloc


Brigit-

Dances to bring back the spring

life full in her belly

The fires in the home hearths blaze

we stand in the path between

the solstice and the equinox

Goddess of poets

unloose my tongue

with the honey of creation

so I can sing to you

Thursday, January 29, 2009

TiLT

Getting Caught up on all the Laundry
Sending Birthday Cards -on time
Bacon - yes bacon - i am about as bad as those beggin strip dogs
there are precious few things not improved with its addition-
YES -i know where it comes from - but i love it still.
letting people who only have a few items go in line in front of me at the store- I love
to do this little kindness - their surprise and thanks makes me feel like
buttah.
Old music - real old music- i have several recordings form the late 20's and 30's
the pleasure I get from this music almost curls my toes- it's the tiniest bit like time travel- and I love to think of that music still being played
Oh and my latest issue of Glimmer Train - love this collection of stories

Tuesday, January 27, 2009

Lament

Oh my heart is beating hard today, hard today
it wants so bad to fly away
Beating against my throat like
a caged thing.
I want so bad to follow your flawed soul
deep where we've been before
where the red sands sing
and the stones bleed at sunset.
I long to loose my head in the clouds
leave these lonesome crowds far behind me.
To fly by the hawks feathers
scattered in the ditch
And remember when you were next to me
I belonged nowhere and to no man
And I was free.

Happy Birthday Mr. Carroll


I remember the first time I read Through The Looking Glass

It was magical - and I never wanted it to end.

It made me believe that you could grow up

and still have a fantasy world in your head.

So many phrases and images -

Thanks Alice for being an Inspiration.

Monday, January 26, 2009

La Coeur


So now they tell us

they can see into

the heart of the universe

and what will they find?

Mirrors and rabbits?

All the things we've lost,

gathered there together?

Fireworks and turtles

spinning out into

the midnight velvet

of spiders and stars.

The answer, it's the smallest

things we miss

isn't it?


Saturday, January 24, 2009

Remember Me

The roadside shrines
drip homemade grief
blurring the side of the road
with loss between here and there.
Names and dates
etched alongside the asphalt
witnessed by the trees.
Who comes to remember Michael
and place the flowers for each seasons' holiday?
Sacred space, hallowed ground
where the souls have slipped away
remind us who they were, and when they left us.
Hungering for their faces and the easy laughter of the lost.
The flowers heavy with memory.

The Mercy Seat

This man is walking slowly
towards the mercy seat
pushing his cart full of redemption
shuffling in shoes of his own device
on a cold winter morning
his great bald head
covered with steam of his efforts
moving so slowly
as to appear solid in time
his thoughts escaping
in great gray clouds
wisp up to heaven
long before he arrives

Compass

It becomes complicated
when you can no longer see the stars
When things become too tight too slow
like the century plant - frozen in the snow
The unwinding begins
things begin to reach slowly into the past
moving blindly like a thing unborn
through the cave of memory
creeping slowly within
to withdraw and wait
until the sky clears again

Thursday, January 22, 2009

TiLt

Religious Art- all kinds all flavors all through history
I had a teacher pass out a replica of
the Venus of Willendorf- when I was in
second grade or so - and I was in awe
still am -antiquity amazes me

That I live in a country that is closing Gitmo- oh- rah
That with all the people in Washington D.C.- no arrests were reported
The faces on the kids of the class of 2012- as they watched the inauguration
oh and this quote- that hung over my office door when I was a social caseworker
" Never Doubt that a small group of thoughtful people can change the world, indeed it is the only thing that ever has"- Margaret Mead

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