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Promethean sketches

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these vignettes which scatter so eloquently in my mind,

cannot be contained – they must be shared.

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scattered'

scattered……..leaves…..

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October 21, 2014 at 4:00 pm 12 comments

blindfolded

~

i am blind to your intentions ~

my sense of sight no longer my own

but

i can feel your words

&

taste your touch

&

hear the rhythm

of

your pulse

~

~

~

October 16, 2014 at 2:15 pm 9 comments

Il Divo!

he never arrives unannounced,

everyone knows he is on his way ~

taking his time to make an entrance

while all of the other guests wait

……………..

he is constantly changing his wardrobe

to fit his ever fluctuating weight

but

it seems he looks his best

when he is at his ‘fullest’ shape.

once in a while

he may change his color,

instead of his ‘predictable’ white

but

prefers to go formal

since all of his escapades occur at night.

he is really quite

the Divo

always commanding attention

~ when he shows ~

moving slowly across the dance floor

and

THEN

striking a rather illuminating pose.

after a while

the party gets boring,

as the vibe begins to wane

and

the Divo decides to exit ~

striking one last pose with a wink and a wave

~

BUT

~

he always takes his time

~ never dropping out of view ~

slowing

fading

so

he can admire

‘the hot’

and

voluptuous

lady

~ THE DIVA ~

with

the bodaciously,

provocative

moves.

moon

Il Divo

October 10, 2014 at 3:40 pm 10 comments

wee words Wednesday – hooked……..

tap repeat ~

let’s dance!

bj thomas

a fave of mine, Jordy & Star-Lord!

September 17, 2014 at 12:38 am 5 comments

If – a story

~

IF I could return to this world

long after I have gone,

I would return as a bird ~

as a majestic, white swan.

~

I would settle on a lake,

way beyond the beaten path ~

far away from the chaos

and

the noise of life’s wrath.

~

I would spend my days gracefully,

gliding along ~~~

to the rhythm of nature’s symphonies

occasionally honking a song.

~

I may find another ~

a soul mate, a partner

to create beautiful choreography ~

a pas de deux on the water

~

as our ballet transitions

from Act I to Act II,

little grey cygnets will be born,

maybe one,

possibly a few.

~

the little one’s will follow ~ ~ ~

single file one-by-one ~ ~ ~

our corps de ballet will be complete ~ ~ ~

waltzing around the lake

under the sun.

~

there will come a day

when their plumes of white will emerge,

our cast of soloists will take flight

making their way into the world

~

meanwhile,

my partner and I will stay quietly behind ~

gracefully

gliding side~by~side

in

our

ballet of life.

~

~

September 11, 2014 at 9:00 am 28 comments

modus operandi

i must always

jump off the beaten path

in which

to find my way

on the beaten path

~ just as ~

i need

to function outside of the box

in which

to find my way

inside

the box

photo 2(2)

setting sun…

August 8, 2014 at 3:45 pm 9 comments

the muse

~

~

the scent of Chanel still lingers,

though her pulse is no longer felt

she has left him in the darkness ~

robbing him of his capacity to create.

~

as he sits quietly on his stool

staring at nothing but his hands,

he tries desperately

to remember

the first moment she captured his mind…

~

it was so many years ago

when she opened the door ~

each curve captured his imagination,

gave him a purpose,

fueled his drive

~

but

~

now

she is gone for eternity,

time has robbed him

of his life ~

two hands forever empty,

his passion

no longer alive.

~

~

~

August 7, 2014 at 5:49 pm 23 comments

a morning walk

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when i look through a blue lens,

i see a vast and majestic sky taunting me with visions of marshmallow pie

~

when i look through a green lens,

i see spears of grass reaching toward piney ballerinas poised in emerald tutus adorned with crunchy, chocolatey cones

~

when i look through a yellow lens,

i see bees buzzing amongst roaring lions in a jungle of clover and crawling crabs

~

when i look through an orange lens,

i see day lilies dancing to concertos of tweet tweets and cheeps cheeps, twirling and waltzing in the whooshes of a breeze

~

when i look through a purple lens,

i see carpets of violets, branches of lavender and drapes of wisteria fluttering in the wind

~

when i look through a red lens,

i see Her Majesty, the Rose Queen, holding court patiently while sitting on her throne of dazzling rubies and prickly thorns

~

when i look through a pink lens,

i see trails of petunias cascading playfully amidst prancing squirrels and hippity hoppity hares

~

when I look through life’s kaleidoscope

at

ALL

that surrounds me,

i get lost

in a reverie of splendor

on

a midsummer’s day…

ϒ

ϒ

ϒ

August 5, 2014 at 2:15 pm 15 comments

head clutter

¿

¿

all of this clutter is taking up space ~

taking up space in which to think!

to think i say?

i say to think!

i need to  think

of

this and that,

all of the above

and

what’s on top.

there is

in

and

under

and

down below –

sideways,

front ways,

back ways

and

all ways

and

every which way

i can think to think –

i need to think

but

can’t

i

think?

¿

¿

¿

July 23, 2014 at 2:45 pm 12 comments

dragons, alligators and pterodactyls – Oh My!

.

.

all is quiet on the kingdom front ∼

a nice breeze, cool air

enjoying a relaxing flight…

OR

all is quiet in the swamp tonight ∼

enjoying a refreshing dip…

maybe catch a midnight snack?

OR

all is quiet amongst the Jurassic land below ∼

winging it about the clouds…

WAIT

are those naughty T-Rex’s up to no good again?

.

I cannot decide – What do you think?

dragon

7/14/2014 8:50ish pm

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photo(6)

what a cutie this guy is:)

July 15, 2014 at 3:29 pm 16 comments

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