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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365 DAYS AGO. RHYME ON
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TEASING AT THE DULL
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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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RELEASE WITH YOUR BREATH
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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Jeanne Adwani ~ geezer girl 