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19/04/2013 · 9:34 am

day 19 of napowrimo… FAKE NEWPAPER AD.. really?


19th day NaPoWriMo

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To toss some humor in a day that begins with the violent capture of one of the bombers of Boston, the Prompt today is to write an ad you might find in the news paper.  I’ve read some ‘big city’ want adds that make it hard for me to believe they are serious.  They  might go like this:  I have to say after writing some of these I could write a whole bunch of them.  I was kinda tame with them.  What crazy ad can you imagine writing?

 

Girl at corner of Vine

and Temple your

purple spiked hair

haunts me.  I need

to know you bad.

Freddy Kruger

 

Come hit me

hard and fast

love me big

you lil’ beeotch

Sid

 

Giggly, strap on

Top wants to poke

at you on Friday

nights.

 

Fatigued, lazy,

incredibly boring,

messy. and often

drooling seeking

fun

 

Everything about me

is fake, over exaggerated

larger than life.  I’m

an honest lie waiting

to happen.

Make me really.

 

Handsome, poise

well dressed fella

seeking beautiful

blind woman.

 

Blind, toothless

with beautiful legs

and great hair

wants to gum you

to death.

Tootsie.

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05/04/2013 · 9:32 am

“The Sun IS a Handsome Liar.”


Day # 5  NaPoWriMo.

I’m stealing a line from a friend that wrote this on Facebook the other day and using it for my prompt today.  Gotta say I love it.  The changes in the season makes for deceptive weather.  That “handsome liar’ gives of some Big Boy Sunshine and then you walk out to feel it all over your body cause you’ve been waiting on it alllll damn winter, and the ‘bastard cronie’ regales you with a bitter, chilling wind that shrivels you into fetal position.

 

THE HANDSOME LIAR

THE HANDSOME LIAR

“The Sun is a handsome liar and the wind is it’s bastard crony..”  Andrew Perry,  Ann Arbor

 

“The Sun is a handsome liar”

 

Lie to me you handsome bright boy

Shine your deception all over me

Take my hungry moment’s desire.

Blind me with some of that radiance.

I’ll take what I can get worn tired

by the grey gloom’s flat stare day

after day in her slow wrap of depression

 

Be my own private liar Sunny boy

Deceive me with your best shot

cause I can take it if it warms me up

Cut’s through that flat stare of gloom

with my eyes wide open receiving.

 

You can’t bully me with that bastard crony

of yours sending that divisive wind’s chill

Hoping to send me away from your blaze.

Not happening with Spring begging free

and the fever of your Light, lightens me

up no matter what bastard element you

put in my way.

 

I’ll sing the wind to calm, dance in the

rain, lay myself down on the greening

Earth and let you lie all over me.

 

 

 

 

 

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01/04/2013 · 4:47 pm

FOLLOW THE FOOL ANYWHERE


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I know you Fool. You can’t fool me.

The way you jump into that free fall

Where trust is your absolute

On the way down to your up.

Funny how that works in the give in

To allow what will be on the upward

From that downward flight free

 

There is freedom in that

‘What the hell, I’m gonna jump.’

Knowing the worse that can happen

Is dying and you’ve been there before,

In that kind of foolishness without regard.

There’s regard now in the Every-lasting

You got your Joy on, and it’s all ready

To fly in imagination’s splendor

No worry in being caught in what’s unseen

It’s all good and what greets will lay

Some love all over you in the new beginning.

 

I know you Fool and I’d follow you anywhere.

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31/03/2013 · 10:24 am

EASTER, EASTRE, ISHTAR, haiku


I read this article this a.m.  http://www.elephantjournal.com/2010/03/who-is-the-eastre-rabbit/  It gives the earlier version what Eastre was before it became Easter.  Take a read.  It’s a beautiful thing. IMO.

 

BUNNY GEEZER

BUNNY GEEZER

Look East there rise

A new day’s light born again

The Way is fertile

 

Rise and awaken

Open your life to  Sun’s shine

Make blue the heavens

 

Push through winter’s ground

Reach your greening for the Light

Spring gives renewal

 

Re-story your story

Push away the boulder’s block

Open dark to light

 

Live well on this Earth

Follow her season’s story

Bloom, harvest, sleep, Spring

 

Renew Spring’s fever

Celebrate a fertile heart

Open to receive

 

 

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18/03/2013 · 3:19 pm

CHARACTER STUDY #1 SECRETS


I feel inspired from a book I read called Sunflower Country, by Dave Etter.  It’s gives poetics to a small town in the MidWest of everyone that lives there.  Each page is about a person in this village/town and some defining characteristic of them.  It’s all fictional and I felt very moved by a great bit of it.  I’m not sure where I’m going with this and I’m going to play with it…

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Mary Jane Ellis

 

She has her secrets like you do.

Stories not to be shared, sealed, hidden.

Composed of wants, desires, failures

Missed steps of pain, betrayal, fractures

On the journey of a life that grabbed a gasp,

A whisper, a shuttering heave of despair.

And let that breath carve a slit, leave a small

Pocket of invisible in the mind far away from

The spill of it on to a life well lived.

 

She keeps her secrets even in the want

Of their dismiss and the weeping sore

Deep within that oozes up to her surfaces

Just below the what can be seen red hot

On her skin’s  pulsing heart grieving..

Ready to be punctured in the pestilence

Of keeping caged that which gives

Agony to the train that expresses

through town with a wail and a no stop.

Of how secrets own her, hold her hard

To the rail track history that  left a lie forsaken

Begging for redemption’s gentle forgiveness

 

She wants her secrets to remind her, carry her

Along in the mystery of having something

That’s only hers and no one else’s forever after

In the Keep  that haunts her loneliness punishing.

Making sure that every day passes with a strike

Of a hush across her mind in the roar of the train

In the wail of her secret at 8:18 passing everyday

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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09/01/2013 · 9:10 am

JUST AS I AM NOW


I read a blog this morning that inspired todays poem.  It provokes the feeling for me of  when life takes a downward spiral and down looks like up. Those feeling of depressed and lost hold so much despair, the questions rise’ ‘Who am I?  Why have I come to this?  How can I crawl out of here?  Will I ever crawl out of here?’

I have not ever been buried in that much despair; sad, empty, void, questions of being enough as I am, for short periods. And, perhaps I am not the person to speak to having squirmed so deep into the dark that  the call to light doesn’t feel answered.

And… there rises in me not an answer to any of it, more a breathing sense of presence that begins to release histories clawing and the projection into the futures seduction.  Yep, many of you already know my Be Here Now practice.  I can never repeat it enough for myself cause life has a way of pulling like gravity, to the past, and making up stories of possible futures all glossy and lovely that aren’t here.

So where am I in this moment?  Here with you, fingers tapping away, readying for my dedication poem to ‘just as I am now’.

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I am right now my best self

I am all I can be in this moment

Just as I am now breathing

 

Forgiveness folds me in my arms

As I cherish the new flow of Being

By the endings of where I have been

 

I am right now my best self

I am all I can be in this moment

Just as I am now breathing

 

Refreshed I am to my re-birthing

Sacred is the joy of my unfolding

On the altar of myself I lay my wholeness

 

I am right now my best self

I am all I can be in this moment

Just as I am now breathing

 

I raise my face to the Light

Seen for the beloved that I am

Perfect in this moment

 

I am right now my best self

I am all I can be in this moment

Just as I am now breathing

 

I am the One I have been waiting for

Held to this W’holy’ path to find myself

Back to my own lightness of being

 

I flower in the rising Sun

I celebrate all I can Be

I give silence to my connection to Spirit

I embrace and love the face of my darkness

For my return to Light gives me my shining

 

I am enough as I am.

 

 

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08/01/2013 · 10:03 am

THE ROOT OF THE ISSUE


Sippy the coffee.  Aaahh.  I’m sitting here thinking how badly I need a ‘dye job’.  Such a not professional term.  None the less, my roots are BAD.  Cobbler’s child; make good on everyone else and my roots go unattended.  It’s not pretty.  Hats and bandanas hide all kinds of bad hairness, and with my BIG birthday looming up ahead, I want these nasty little bits colored soon.  Yes, I will make it happen even if I must trash the bathroom.  I hate doing my own color.

Notice how my aging fast right before your eyes, expands my rambling on to these pages.  That’s what getting older does, among many other quaint little issues.

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THE ROOT OF THE ISSUE

 

Quaint little issues of ramble and dye

Of remembrances and what’s for breakfast

Sippy the coffee as the Sun fills the window

In the Winter light deceiving warmth.

Making issues that hold to the trite

and the slop of the dye in the bowl on the mirror

Is the reflection of me with long ago in my eyes

 

When the world suffers and war gives no answer

and the die is far from my hair, and the root

Of the issues is colored hot blood and blaze

And the only ramble is the jibberish of leaders

That have no skill in kindness and care.

Their light is out and the deceit of the seasons

reflects the die in the bowl of lives taken carelessly

 

Sitting here with my roots exposed

Hoping to cover the age of me away

In the ramble of this morning’s rise

With parts of the world a theatre of chaos

And the root of the issue covered up endlessly

For the power hungry money machine

That has not one once of quaint

 

I’ll cover my roots with 4N and a little 4/5

And hope that, the over there is not a part of

My over here in the cover up of my issue

That the root of my matter tho’ full of deceit

bares to some innocence I have yet to lose

And I will think globally and act locally

all over my head.

 

 

 

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30/11/2012 · 5:29 pm

A dental moment


Dentist…. ouch.  eek… 

 He’s coming for you…. Thank God/ddess he is easy on the eye.  Without his ‘steampunk’ look going on.

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Mouth fumbled in needles and cotton

Drilled and reamed away the nerves

No poetic justice to be found here

Aching jaw give no sweet return

 

till tomorrow..

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09/11/2012 · 8:55 am

ON FIRE


Sippy the coffee… aaaahhh..  The pleasure of the brew.

Good morning.  There’s great stillness outside this a.m.  Not even a dead leaf still clinging to a branch is moving.  A white grey fills the sky in the quietude, makes me want to laze around and read and write.  Only, the call of coiffing and preening ‘my people’ must happen and then off to hear my dear friend Alan, play his lovely music in Hartland.  How appropriate; music from the heart in Hartland at the Kahuna Cafe.  6-8.  Should you be drifting by the Big Kahuna and wish to sink into a comfy atmosphere and some sweet music, stop on by.

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The fire is not dampened by the tear

Nor the sprinkle from the grey clouds

What is lit inside flames strong

The call to passion goes beyond reason

It pulses with every heart beat

 

There is lightness within every breath

The air that feeds a flame with imaginings

Fills up desires call to take action

Or shimmer for a while longer in the warmth

The comfort of the inner hearth at rest

 

There is time for the fire and flame to rise

To light up as beacon in cold grey gloom

For those that have yet awakened to their flame

And need feel the basking of LIght everlasting

In the soul flickering call to Home

 

What beautiful flames we all are

Lit up from the inside out glowing

There is no getting away from your light

I have seen it and I see you .

 

 

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07/11/2012 · 9:55 am

WE are ONE. THERE IS NO MORE WAITING


With this beautiful sunny day here in Ann Arbor, mi. and the Obama family still residing in the White House, I am happy.    For me, I am reminded that what I feed grows and is nurtured.  What do I wish to nurture?  Fear?  or Love?

It’s a no brainer for me.  Ha… exactly Yes, get the brain outta the way and listen and feel my heart open and give kindness and Joy to all.  Nurture, Love.  Nurture laughter.  Nurture the image of a successful journey to equality that starts with me.  I don’t think I can say this enough.  “WE are the ONES we have been waiting for.”  WE are One.  There is no more waiting.

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There need be no change of heart in outcomes

One outcome leads to the next one and the next

With a heart held open in kindness and peace

Space is held for goodness to expand and penetrate

No matter how far the reach or grave the mind

That gives way to images of negativity.

 

 

There is enough air to breath for all

Joy is at your command

Kindness rules the gentle heart

Peace is yours no matter what

If you believe it you will see and feel it

Awaken to all the beauty around you

 

You are the best outcome that can ever be

 

 

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