Note to Self

In the mirror is my worst enemy and greatest friend.

You convey so little,

Your heart is late.

You trail the blazing stars and then -

You stop.

Pale as snow and dark like a jungle,

In the sun her hair glitters like a yellow forest.

A red rose and a white lily,

(And a bright blue sky as an afterthought.)

Beauty in the greatest,

Greatest is the true.

Truth in those who love you.

Love is beautiful.

Ode to Creativity

Let your
Imaginings
            Take you away from your usual reality

[The stigmatism makes the trees look shrouded in peacock feathers. The charred wood speaks of beginnings.]

Your dreams
            Can only take you so far

[The orange sun emerges like a city light. It’s a globe of fire, continents of flame. But the People of the Sun are burned by ice.]

Your heart
            Can lead the way,
                        But creativity will guide you

[Many things are held sacred in this world: the voices of the feathered things, the coming of Dawn, the mysteries of the end. Do you see your imaginings among them?]

Your dreams
            Can make you stronger
                        Love will make you wiser

[The fog drips down on the sidewalks. Is this what it feels like to be suspended in a cloud? Your breathththth encapsulated in the pearly white mist?]

As the winter goes,
            Spring will come
                        Will your colors burst free?

[The ocean stretches forever, the first sustenance. You always face the east when you swing, because that is where you came from. Uncertain waves channel the essence of infinity. What would it be like to fall into them?]

Be akin to
            Wonder
                        Watch the wild things

Park

The water laps very gently.

The river courses far into the forest,

Where trees rise over the banks.

Algae completely conceal the depths;

It is a light green and opaque,

Forming a floor one would wish to walk on.

The gondolas stir the aquatic foam,

Leaving a trail of black water.

It is quiet and tranquil.

The willow stands among the forest.

Birds hail the air with music.

Two paths diverging into the deep

Makes me think of that Robert Frost poem.

Vines overlap the open ceiling beams.

A large ant walks on a tendril.

Glossy purple, green and black.

A bridge overlooks a waterfall.

On the other side there are waterlilies in the distance:

Giant green plates, pink flowers.

There are reeds to my right.

A cloud of gnats swirl.

Sun pierces the forest canopy,

And bright color dances in the meadow.

Where do you want to go?

Computer Art Once Again

 

What I Am (A Memoir Poem)

I am the summer spent at the library,

Sunscreen beneath chilled sweaters

Where we drew until the lights blinked shut.

I am the autumn covered hills,

The walk where I shared my identity musings

Through a poem with Mother,

And it padded down with us on cat paws.

I am the raindrops on my car window (like tears),

Waterholes for the dinosaurs.

The black and gray mingled fatally.

I am the swing on the ceiling,

Blue like the wide wide sky,

Blue with my simple joy.

I am the store overflowing with shoes,

The floor tumbling with sneakers, heels, boots,

Where I hit an old lady (by accident, of course,

But does she care?)

I am the wedding night of the weeping moon.

Dark with the absence of sleep.
Bland like the strawberry and cream cake.

 I am the museum with the stairs

And automobile fried chicken,The hands with one band each.
I am the carbonated water with ice,
The turtles sleeping in the pond,
And the foreign farewell.
I am the cold night beneath covers,
The cat under the truck,
The secret revealed.

Nature Quotes

“Those who contemplate the beauty of the earth find reserves of strength that will endure as long as life lasts.” –Rachel Carson

“An animal’s eyes have the power to speak a great language.” –Martin Buber

“Keep a green tree in your heart and perhaps a songbird will come.” –Chinese Proverb

“In the wilderness is the preservation of the world.” –Henry David Thoreau

“We do not inherit the land from our ancestors. We borrow it from our children.” –Native American Proverb.

“One touch of nature makes the whole world kin.” –William Shakespeare

“Study nature, love nature, stay close to nature. It will never fail you.” –Frank Lloyd Wright

“All good things are wild and free.” –Henry David Thoreau

“We do not see nature through our eyes, but with our understandings and our hearts.”

 –William Hazlitt

“Let nature be your teacher.”  –William Wordsworth

“The earth does not belong to us. We belong to the earth.”  –Chief Seattle

Whimsical Wonders

I doll I got from my friend.

Crafts I made for Easter. I just hot-glue gunned plastic eggs and cutomized them with my imagination!

I love this bunny. I call him Fred.

A jounral I made at the library.