Thursday, January 27, 2011

Wednesday, January 26, 2011

Monday, January 24, 2011

Sunrise: January 24, 2011 ~

Like icebergs, fogbergs float on the air sea.
We paddle in circles lamenting sightlessness or
move forward with trust until suddenly
without reason, we meet the sun...

Pilgrims and Poets Walk & Write Again

Pick up foot
Put it down
Scribble words
Move the pencil
Look beyond
Pick Up
Put Down

Sunday, January 23, 2011

Early Morning Writing: January 23, 2011

weighty clock tick
graphic brick fingers tapping the keyboard
dense hope "something meaningful
floats to the words on the page"
sludge slowly sweeps
through the room

Saturday, January 22, 2011

Sunset: January 22, 2011

Sun closes in on the horizon, changes from amber to gray.
Chill blows waves in the river.
Five birds fly in a V
The path to sunset

Friday, January 21, 2011

Sunrise, January 21, 2011

Lavendar-Gray prelude: 39 degrees. Gold orb emits dust bullets, slicing through finicky mist., insisting to be seen.

Wednesday, January 19, 2011

Moon Set/ Sunrise January 19, 2011

Today's Moon Set: a gallant gentlemen, tucking the darkness in his jacket pocket as the ingenue sunrise whispered, "Wait!"

Tuesday, January 18, 2011

Sunrise: January 18 #aros

a black and white polaroid photo getting brighter rather than a red-orange-rose colored trumpet...

Monday, January 17, 2011

Sunday, January 16, 2011

Once Seen, there was no choice

Once seen, there was no choice ~ Feet pushing gravel, camera in hand,  

One question alone:

how many photos would be taken while the tank got its fill?

Friday, January 14, 2011

Nature Journaling on Alta Vista Drive ~ #aros on 1/14/2011

Sketch Walk Sketch Walk Walk
This bud will flower in weeks
Watch: I'll draw its growth ~

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I have started keeping a nature journal, well, loosely.

I seem to be most consistent in tracking the sunrise or sunset, though I have also attempted to sketch the nature in my neighborhood.

Most importantly, I enjoy the heck out of it and am devoted to learning the names of my neighborhood natural life...

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Wednesday, January 12, 2011

Conversing with Birds

The Adult Me Never That Is...
Until my renewal walk, today
Conversed with my neighbor birds
In their native whistle-tongue
How do I write their phrase
seee seeee sawwwww
seee seeee sawwwww
So you may hear it too?

I said,
"see seee sawwwwww"
and he bantered back
"see seee sawwwwww"
and eventually showed
himself to me....

Monday, January 10, 2011

In Reverse (#aros poem)

The words were put in reverse
and backed out the curving driveway
of my life. I felt my spine meet with
the feather mattress and decided
for today, it was just fine to
bid them an apathetic goodbye

Wednesday, January 5, 2011

#Aros January 5, 2011 - Palm Reflections

Preface: I realized I was writing my stones with much less joy because I was so worried about the Stone Rules. Crazy, especially coming from free flow Queen that I am. So today, my stone is not a haiku and isn't even micropoetry. It is short. It is a moment in time. It is just a larger than I have been writing stone.

And it feels just right....

Palm Reflections

My shoulders lunge and my
breath stabs in-startled,

I see the gnashing scar in the
trunk of the palm tree I cherish
The one that lives just outside
my living room bay window ~

"Ouch!" my heart shouts in
loving compassion
and then I realize

it is just the yellow reflection of the camp-turned-art
table, shining its reflection in
 the window I look through
All is well

Just as it would have been
if the tree trunk was dented
and my heart tore open
a little wider
all is well

Monday, January 3, 2011

Saturday, January 1, 2011