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Posted: 10/25/2009 6:44:23 AM | beautifully descriptive pme...thank you..
autumnal day
warmth and sunshine
love flows
through generations
of my blood
granny laughs
(or should i say snorts?!)
kenyon takes his newest steps
mom boogies
brother smiles
our family
has gone thru hell
(as most families do
at one point or another)
but this one day
this warm autumnal day
all is forgiven
all is forgotten
love prevails
again | |
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Posted: 10/25/2009 7:14:14 AM | my life is full of sunshine
occasionally with a chance of rain
when did i begin
to find myself again
was it nurturing my children
loving them unconditionally
or when i stopped hating him
for simply being he
was it when i realized
everyone is entitled
to believe the way they will
and i hold no secrets
to anyones truth
but my own
or was it when
holding granny's hand
love swelled so deeply
that i began to understand
these feelings are really me
perhaps it's when kenyon smiles
or olivia dances under the oak tree
all of these things everyday
helps me find me
(somehow when i write there seems to always be a little bit of dr suess trying to get out!) | |
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Posted: 10/25/2009 7:21:02 AM | I wake up sour and riled
On the toilet
puffing away
at the first marlboro of the day
and I look at this house
and all the disarray
that I have to get "control of"
My imitation of civility
often gets the better of me
and I wish perhaps I was in a cult
where all I ever wore was a long, white, robe
no sorting of the laundry
no need for "color protection"
make up wouldn't clutter my bathroom counter
and I probably wouldn't have
a pile of bottles
from Friday night
littering my counters
oh what a fright...
I see these people headed to church
but I don't want to go anywhere
I've no need to search for my purpose in life
because it's painfully clear
I am a maid, mother
fighter and lover...
take joy in the sanity of your existence
and get to cleaning up this mess...
Ah, Sundays... | |
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Posted: 10/25/2009 4:58:09 PM | another leaf
begin as angel rose
delicate petals
slowly blooming
fragrant open mature
brilliant aspen foliage
Sierra Nevada environment
gray squirrel works hard
soft furry bushy tail
rocks as steps
regal tall trees
life sustaining forest
cone covered earth
afternoon sunbeams
spotlights natural colors
all clouds
revealed in sunset
emerging purple dragon
precious gold veins
October orange dancers
heavenly pink feathers
breathtaking
giving gently
her loving spirit
a love supreme | |
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Posted: 10/26/2009 5:05:02 AM | Ancient philosophers are grand
and deserve to be studied
but, hey, just
remember that they
are ancient including
Plato, Aristole, Plotinus
Augustine, Thomas Aquinas
and not so ancient
ME, LOL | |
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Posted: 10/26/2009 5:08:25 AM | "My thought are not your thoughts,
My ways are not your ways."
God
These season of the Earth
are they not like the
seasons of life:
Sunshine and warmth of Summer
the cool, crisp feel of Fall
the cold time-out of Winter
the renewal of Spring
yes, the renewal! | |
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Posted: 10/27/2009 6:37:41 AM | happy to say hello
happy, happy, happy!
I'm gonna get a website! 
I'm gonna have some fun at night! 
I'm gonna have some fun in day! 
I'm gonna have some fun, my own way! 
Dreaming of the words that swim
around my mind and spill
out into spreading pools of
ultramarine, lapping up ideas
like the cream of kitten
whiskers, shimmering with droplets.
I don't care if I make much sense,
'cause I retain my innocence!
Gonna get get get some happiness.
And everybody else can come along.  | |
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Posted: 10/27/2009 9:39:16 PM | awwww sweets...so happy you're happy...love you!!
can i play
with you
please?
can i? can i?
please???
i can be naughty
i can be nice
you don't have to ask me
more than twice
i know life
in my dreams
is not always
the way that it seems
but if you let me
play once in awhile
i will show you
a new kinda smile
sweetest bear can i play with you
ohhh the damage we can do!!! | |
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Posted: 10/27/2009 11:39:35 PM | my baby is 25
a man unto himself
marching to a drum
only he hears
i remember all the years
we shared our lives
he knowing
always where to turn
now we talk
like old friends
more alike
than different
i do not need
to know the details
only what he cares
to share
the simple truth is
i will love him
always no
matter
what | |
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Posted: 10/28/2009 6:53:33 PM | Dear Rosie, my dear
it has finally cooled down
no more dragon breathing down your neck
shorts and tees
no longer please
as they did when it was hotter than heck
the shimmering heat
finally takes a back seat
tho' a dryness still makes your skin crack
but the stillness at night
and the stars, what a sight
tell the desert that winter is back
I am curious, hon
if you are all done
with your journeys down this way
if not, then be sure
to not be demure
and we'll share a beer again, okay? | |
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Posted: 10/28/2009 8:42:25 PM | sweets!!
i come down 'bout
every 3 weeks or so...
time before last i even
headed up to THE canyon..
then spent some time in bisbee
(oh what a trip) and dragoon
(LOVE the rocks at dawn
then swaddled in stars at night..
oh, those beautiful desert nights )
i may skip november i moved over
a month ago and still not completely
unpacked but will ( for sure ) look you
up next time i'm down...and visit a friend
who i feel i've known forever and a day!! | |
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Posted: 10/31/2009 2:35:27 PM | RE: Post 984
yes, yes, yes,
please come away.
please come and play
in your own way
we'll romp and we'll roam
and run away from home
we'll nip at some heels
let air out of wheels (tires)
steal pies off the sills
and drink from the stills
pull laundry off of lines
have a grand old time
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Posted: 11/1/2009 4:04:56 AM | A monster moon on Halloween
Among the things these eyes have seen
So round and fat and seemingly near
Yet in reality so far from here
And so it is with time and space
Turn back the clocks and slow the pace
This repeated hour in winters name
In spring will be returned again
But who are we to adjust the light
To shorten day and protract the night
The thoughts of those who think too much
Can’t help that they were made as such
Endless questions only now annoy
Small inroads made they do destroy
Better they should remain unsaid
Than turn what lives toward the dead | |
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Posted: 11/1/2009 6:27:45 AM | (chomskian..don't you EVER stop asking all those questions!!!....i'm glad someone does!)
endless questions
inspires others
stretching beyond
dream
the only thing
i am really
sure of...
life is not
what it seems | |
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Posted: 11/1/2009 6:46:48 AM | Strange how the months
run into years.
Minutes become;
more meaningful.
Although they only come
once in awhile.
What once was so long;
now is so very short.
Colours of our lives
blend , leaving
us in a very grey place.
It is the ocassional bright
colorful star that shines.
The face of one we love
so very much that gleams.
It can be almost anything;
just something or someone
that brightens up our view.
Makes us feel all brand new;
if only for a moment...
This is my Wish for YOU!
 Rosie :) | |
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Posted: 11/1/2009 11:14:59 AM | ohhhhh...how sweet h'bird..
hope your having a wonderful weekend...
golden leaves
quivering in the breeze
barely hanging on
chill in the air
will soon be there
depth of winter again | |
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Posted: 11/1/2009 12:33:27 PM | Tribute to my friend NB
Written with reflection on Norton Buffalo, a friend, a great man
and a true musician who carried a message of peace and love.
His words:
"I continue to pray that our nation,
and the rest of the world,
can find a path to peace.
Sending out lots of love!!!"
time never stops
we comply with its pace
as days grow short
warm blanket comforts
our words
our family
our thoughts
our lives
we remember music
we reflect colors
feel joy
hear laughs
remember friends, old & new
unforgettable moments
rainbow's grace
shared grateful smiles | |
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Posted: 11/1/2009 2:50:33 PM | ALL SOULS NIGHT
They say its All Souls Night
But I don’t feel like I got one
I think that I did once
But I might have been wrong
How can I fill up
This hole that’s inside me
That one let me break free
That keeps me alone
I think that I’d go back
To a state of pure numbness
With no sense of fromness
Just drift and observe
I can’s seem to figure
How we buy into illusions
Why me mask our contusions
Is it too late to change?
They said:
You don’t have to like it
Just learn to accept it
And learn just to be
I grew up in the suburbs
Somewhere in New Jersey
I never quite fit in
But I didn’t try
It didn’t make sense then
I asked lots of questions
Wound up in detention
And I still ain’t sure why
So I grew my hair long
Out of the contradiction
With full predilection
Of being left out
They said:
You don’t belong here
We don’t accept you
Just follow directions
And see what we see
They knew all the answers
But wouldn’t take questions
That required reflection
Of what life is about
I tired of fighting
And stopped asking questions
Took street medications
And left their small world
I packed up my school bag
And ran to Manhattan
With no wool or satin
Just me and the street
Alone in the jungle
Sleeping in boxes
Neath Wall Street paradoxes
Who can’t spare a dime
I went to a shelter
But I wasn’t welcome
I wasn’t surprised though
It was under a cross
I found some good people
In an abandoned building
The oldest was sixteen
And that wasn’t me
We ate out of dumpsters
Which ain’t all that easy
Cuz garbage is sleazy
And there was nowhere to wash
If it was a bad day
I’d do a few hold ups
Take money from grown ups
Who owned enough not to fight
I watched people die there
From drugs and from violence
There never was silence
There always was fear
I even got stabbed once
And don’t even blame him
I knew what he felt like
Scared and alone
When you don’t have a choice
But to fight for survival
The whole world’s your rival
And you’re always on guard
I learned:
You don’t have to like it
But you do have to live it
Cuz nobody cares less
In the land of the free
Well I made it out breathing
Even made it to college
Cuz I had the knowledge
That things couldn’t get worse
Years have passed by now
I have a life that I’ve dreamed of
In fact it exceeds it
And few people know
I’ve got an apartment
With a half empty pantry
It ain’t nothing fancy
But it’s a place to call home
I try to do something
To make a difference
About all the indifference
That’s plaguing our land
It sure ain’t my fault
But I’m here and I’m breathing
So I have to keep trying
To do what I can
So if I get cranky
And point at contradictions
Its with full predilection
Of hoping you see
So:
If you don’t like it
Then refuse to accept it
Do something about it
Or you’re not truly free
just a ditty.
I put a pict as me as a ghost up but Big Brother Fishie deleted it. No Fun, | |
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Posted: 11/2/2009 5:02:16 AM | pme...beautiful tribute to norton buffalo..thanks for sharing
joro..what a ditty..a lot of experience in your words...
and experience makes us who we are today...thank you
dark cold morning
heart beats silently
mind races frantically
overwhelmed by
nothingness
stop....... listen
heart beats silently
dark cold morning | |
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Posted: 11/2/2009 5:08:29 AM | can we
go back
to the way it was
when there's so much
nothingness between
then..................now?
or should life
just flow naturally
like it is meant to be
without worry or shame
just melting into each
moment | |
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Posted: 11/2/2009 7:47:32 PM | words fail me, but before it turns, just wished to try and express
each post on this page has moved me deeply...thank you.
"...melting into each moment"...put so perfectly, rosie...
melting....in.....to.... | |
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Posted: 11/2/2009 10:23:39 PM | It feels good to speak with kin
people who wear the same kind of skin
straight hair like our grandmothers
calm ways and silent manners
beckon to our underlying need
to express to one another
and spread on the seeds
of ancient loved ones
we can't even recall
yet they see them in us
they know it all
and laugh when we gesture
at this way or that
knowing the fire
can't so easily be spat
out of stick-legged women
indeed it takes hips
to be brave enough to utter
these sounds from my lips
and my family is ripe with them
people unafraid
to shape a new tomorrow
stand up until the grave
against tyranny and oppression
the many masks it wears
some people are not made this way
indeed, some people don't care
but the ones that do
reflect and pray
do what they can
to make a brighter day
for those less fortunate
who's existence is heaven sent
indeed I feel empowered
when talking to my kin
and reminiscing
on things
and plans
of the future... | |
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Posted: 11/3/2009 2:18:00 AM | thank you we...
sarah...ahhh, family
~transcending~
where do i begin
begotten in sin
to escape the pressures
of life
he seemed so strong
could do no wrong
'til he was shot
in death
the blame and the shame
that followed
that day
the secrets laid buried
in pain
now i see
became a part of me
almost drove me insane
'til i fell to my knees
feeling the gentlest breeze
whisper in my ear
seize the day
follow the way
do not live in fear
embracing the words
that i barely heard
became a part of me
seizing the day
i follow the way
no longer do i live in fear | |
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