Cords

Cords

Cords We are all like the Spider building our web out beyond ourselves. Connecting the cords then cutting the cords then reconnecting and recutting. We reach out with longing to everyone and everything, hoping to catch a friendship or power or love or recognition. And...
Talking to Myself

Talking to Myself

Talking to Myself I see myself sitting on a bench. It is late fall with wet snow on the ground. It is cool outside but the sun shines with a warmth. I am 21 and it is 1990. I am sitting here on a break from my college painting class. I am discovering and exploring how...
My Journey About Holiday Extremes

My Journey About Holiday Extremes

My journey about holiday extremes I am struck by the vastness of separation and imbalance in the emotional landscape that occurs during this time of the year… the holiday season. On one end, far above, is this extreme joy and gratitude and love. Jingle bells and jolly...
Cherries

Cherries

Cherries There are cherries being picked.Glorious dark round rubies,One by one filling the silver bowl,By the small hand of a child,By the wrinkled, calloused hand of an elder,By your hand, my dear friend. There is joy and anticipationOf the juicy and the sweet,As one...
The Girl and the Birds

The Girl and the Birds

The Girl and the Birds A Journey to a cityscape where shadowy figures move behind locked windows and doors. They are there of their own volition. They hide from the improbable, the insignificant, the unlikely. They fear. Outside these buildings where the self-made...
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