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mood indigo, 1997 muted music floating up from the room below dancing, swaying, tipsy together across this creaky floor, and you, whispering tasty lies, nibbling my ear, tellling me all those things every wide-eyed girl in her best blue dress yearns to hear. Should I be astonished, or pleased, or... Continue reading
Posted Jul 27, 2017 at elements in harmony
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Writing a decent or at least readable poem is, for me, both done in an instant, and rarely ever finished. I like sharing my thought process, and I hope someone out in the ether enjoys seeing early formations and later iterations created slowly outside of any useful timeframe. Epochs undefined.... Continue reading
Posted Jul 27, 2017 at elements in harmony
Just to get on the board, a bit of nonsense, wish I felt like doing it right. willful attack of malaise whose will? not my own drifted far from reality reins slipped from my hands no bargain made no measure taken no treasure left behind— and just as pointless if... Continue reading
Posted Jul 27, 2017 at elements in harmony
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Now is now, In luxury, taking deep breaths Learning to breathe deeply all over again at least for today today is today tomorrow’s wheezing just a concept like tomorrow’s lunch and dinner yesterday’s forgotten nature it’s all one and the same— Wu wei, sprezzatura, chickadees, chicken breasts a tree with... Continue reading
Posted Jul 27, 2017 at elements in harmony
Today I learned of the death two years ago of someone I once knew, barely and briefly. I can see her face, almost, skimming over the surface of a previous decade I remember her glasses and her long hair and looking down at her as she spoke with quiet nervous... Continue reading
Posted Jul 27, 2017 at elements in harmony
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Autumn arrived this morning on a crisp steady wind. Birds crowd the feeders with messy greedy fervor, leaves drift from trees to form a light blanket over the tangled grass, sorely in need of a final trim before winter rest. This afternoon’s rain will bite rather than soothe. Continue reading
Posted Jul 27, 2017 at elements in harmony
Something I started in 2014, decided to experiment with it for awhile. It might be a poem, eventually. Got to detangle and simplify, and so forth. Inhaling, eyes squeezed shut, time imperceptibly halts a bicycle with muddy tires appears, and you, panting with effort, having just avoided careering off the... Continue reading
Posted Jul 27, 2017 at elements in harmony
Cloak loosely knit, leaves safeguard Summer's solace sharply angled sun's warmth rendered frail Laid to bare, her Eden stripped and cheerless Harsh mirror reflects cracks beneath the veil Stiff from chilled air hands craft ersatz beauty awkward schemes to echo artless youth In wintertime her grace is draped in duty... Continue reading
Posted Jul 27, 2017 at elements in harmony
@2000 words Mary came into the studio half covered in paint. Violet was there that afternoon, and she made cocoa for herself and Mary. They sat and talked awhile, as Jack was downstairs in the theatre, consulting with someone about lights. Mary said, “I sometimes forget to change my clothes... Continue reading
Posted Jul 27, 2017 at elements in harmony
1051 words “It’s been awhile since I thought all this through, I mean, nearly ten years, but I remember that whole weekend very well. As it turned out, it was the last time Kaitlyn and I spent any real time together. It was clear we were taking different paths. We... Continue reading
Posted Jul 27, 2017 at elements in harmony
Read the 488 word prologue first, in the post before this one. And I forgot to mention; I wrote it in 2013, but set it ten years ahead. At the time, I had a reason for that which is now a bit fuzzy in my mind. 1415 words “I grew... Continue reading
Posted Jul 27, 2017 at elements in harmony
488 words "How much of this experience do you remember?" "Oh, all of it! I couldn't forget it if I tried. I did try, a little. But even though a lot of the party seems murky to me, what I did afterwards is too crystal clear." "And this makes you... Continue reading
Posted Jul 27, 2017 at elements in harmony
This is a work-in-progress... Cloak loosely knit, leaves protect Summer's solace sharply angled sun's warmth rendered frail Laid to bare, her Eden stripped and cheerless Harsh mirror reflects cracks beneath the veil Stiff from chilled air hands craft ersatz beauty awkward schemes to echo artless youth In wintertime her grace... Continue reading
Posted Jul 27, 2017 at elements in harmony
Summer rests slipping beneath the surface hibernating ideals within Earth's musty cloak Autumn rises swelling in muted richness coaxing reality into suspended form Continue reading
Posted Jul 27, 2017 at elements in harmony
All too briefly, the air was still, warm, a blanket of calm Unlike Damocles, not given to flattery yet a single hair bears the dagger twisting overhead revealing not the perils of power, but of Limbo or the vain grasp for illusory freedom Now the air is charged, cooling, crawling... Continue reading
Posted Jul 27, 2017 at elements in harmony
What graceless art in silent darkness she performs with mindful hands her heart defiant Eyes shut tight in conjured memory Of youthful radiation self-reliant Through days and nights that mingle unaware A supernova's luminescence fades Its core collapse too much for her to bear With binding energy her heart cascades... Continue reading
Posted Jul 27, 2017 at elements in harmony
"So anyway, the idea is that what you see in your head can never be fully translated to the canvas." "Obviously." "Yes, and therefore, it can't even be called subjective truth, because it isn't actually truth at all, right? "No, because what you're saying is that the only truth that... Continue reading
Posted Jul 27, 2017 at elements in harmony
it's all a farce. a test for the gullible to fail then take again in the artless belief there is more than one outcome behind a glass, the testmaker watches shaking his head at the foregone result her eagerness is her downfall over and over again. Continue reading
Posted Jul 27, 2017 at elements in harmony
my hands seem youthful when placed in yours tired and worn, they come to life you call that perspective living memory moths in the forest waking in silence after a hard night's day finding their way in the dark Continue reading
Posted Jul 27, 2017 at elements in harmony
As darkness gathers leaves in turn to fill my garden til return of sun the days of narrow light march quickly toward expanding night and Solstice songs play softly still A tune floats gently through my mind as tensions risen now unwind dissolving in the shadows cast across wood floor... Continue reading
Posted Jul 27, 2017 at elements in harmony
So every day, I'm sitting on the park bench, eating my sandwich, drinking my Chinò--the sandwich changes with my mood, but is usually accompanied by a tiny bottle of chinotto soda. I used to pretend to live in England but right now I pretend to live in Italy. Both are... Continue reading
Posted Jul 27, 2017 at elements in harmony
Parades of youth have long since passed aside Now few are left with memories of those days When young men marched and fought and won and died And those returning met their country's praise Though men and women still war for our side Inside our hearts and minds these questions... Continue reading
Posted Jul 27, 2017 at elements in harmony
Warm-up exercise graceless scribblings in my book fresh air not required Flicker on my screen I imagine you are here nibbling at my ear White shoes in summer sipping iced tea on the lawn time to play croquet Liquid sharp and cold a juniper infusion gently bathes my lime Living... Continue reading
Posted Jul 27, 2017 at elements in harmony
He's tall, with a kindly sincere expression which belies his inability to take much of anything seriously. The kindness and sincerity are real. They just refuse to go in very deep. Fine by me. I'm counting the freckles across his long, long nose as he talks. There are too many... Continue reading
Posted Jul 27, 2017 at elements in harmony
This is not where I want it yet. And it will someday be the ending of a larger story that I've been writing in bits and pieces since forever. 1376 words. adult stuff, a little. She walked, like she always did, like a nymph, light on her feet, but determined.... Continue reading
Posted Jul 27, 2017 at elements in harmony