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Hail all you beautiful people. This morning I thought I’d check on what I wrote last year on this day.  After it, is today’s little ditty. This is it… 23 Oct 2011… I think I’m better earlier in the day With words that jump up and play Awake too long my mind it tumbles gets busy with life’s daily jumble   So here I sit at three p.m Hoping for a poetic gem To lay upon this blogging table Dig into some clever fable   As you see this is it Gathering some words to fit Into this day that is sublime Doesn’t matter I’m not on time   Whatever the ‘right time might be The time is right now for me It’s kinda fun to make things rhyme Turn a word on a thin dime   It’s not about this being my best There is no best on request Being here in the now This is what I got.. OH Wow. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ TODAY… TADDAH   I’m not sure I have a rhyme in mind As I sit here with hope sublime This wordy thing I like to do Hard to know what will come down the chute   I am reminded the fun of rhyme When first my poems rhymed all the time There’s something clever in these silly fits Of rhymes that find a way to sit   On these pages that I sage my verse With no rehearse that is none the worst Than endless hours of words made right The suffering writer in the late of night   No no not this poet girl in a wordy swirl Sitting here making words dance and twirl Have fun that’s done real soon I channel a loon that calls from the moon   The problem is once I’m on this rhyme It is hard to stop the word roll and get to work on time All day long I’ll hear this beat twirling people in their seat Rhyming clever in my meet and greet   Gotta go.  See ya later Bye bye now must stop this patter

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Teasing  at the dull 

at those flat grey moments

of pointlessness doing

as the brain sags empty

in the colourless.

And the drone of void

sleeps the hungry mind

far away from the task.


Held to dollars and cents

that make boring the sense

of Creation’s sensual glory

When a float on the sea of life

calls for a deeper dive in

beyond that silky surface

and the shallows of weeds 

to a mermaid’s eminence 


Where the flat of dull is

awash in the lush of the deep

blue sea and sun light.

Bathed in the pull of the tides

to dwell in the ebb and flow

of feeling the sensual caress

of living exactly as desire has

called you into life’s moments.








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Zoom zoom go the days

in the illusion of the 60 minute

hour that laughs the time away


There is as much time as we need

there is hardly any time at all

Consider what it feels like to Be


Take a big breath in

feel it fill you up.

Stay with you breath

as you exhale it out.

Do this again

from your head

to your toes

stay in the moment

see how it goes.

Shed all your worries

as you let your breath

ease on out.  Release

the zoom of the day

shake it all out.

Do this again

Relax into the rhythm

of your breath

There is no time

like this moment

to be free of your stress






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PLAY IT AGAIN… thrift shop poetics

Ya’ll remember Glen and Liberace, Perry, Herb, and Mantovani. Right?  I meet them at Value World, all line up ready to give it up for some  Aerobics


They all wondered why they were there

How it came to this concert consort

Perry crooned his voice to the letter

Lib, ran his fingers down the 

black and whites with a Hoo Hoo Hoo

Herb got all brassy feelin’ the Love

Glen thought it was Galveston

Mantovani, decided it was a 

Broadway caper

Their Aerobics was a little off


All n’ all the boys got all professional

In the forced participation of the moment

and decided to make it work in the 

push n’ pull, the step it up, stretch it out

reach for the skies kinda way


Perry was glad he had three white shirts

Lib figured the red feathered boa

was a good prop for stretching

Herb was use to this kinda thing

Glen knew how to walk the line

Mantovani decided to orchestra the

whole darn group of them

In the one, two, and three again


It was impressive bringing them

together like this, happening all

natural like in the unexpected

discard of life’s fancies lined up

for someone else’s pleasure

The Aerobic dance of life found

in the stretch and pull of $3.31


It was hard not to buy into this gig

Gather them all up for a pot luck

of inspiration on the Motorola

Only, I was stretching for the 

Hawaiian shirt across the aisle

Steppin’ up my way to the notions


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