Thursday, March 01, 2012
Validated
A little scared and yet thrilled when I discover I'm doing it right. Like, yes, I am a member of that club. Always was.
Labels:
Craft,
creativity,
inclusion,
jupiterless,
not sleeping,
realization
Tuesday, February 21, 2012
Apologies to Oscar Wilde
Really very pleased indeed by and with this warm winter. Allow me to give my gratitude.
Labels:
strangely sane,
weather,
Wilde,
winter
Location:
Forest View Richmond
Monday, February 20, 2012
Rarely
I listen to you playing piano and am immediately transported to the year when you toured Russia and made that movie. You angrily responded to my comments. That put even more distance between us. When the music is playing all that space and time disappear.
You know, you're playing that part now – the one I suggested you play – of a slightly deranged genius and it suits you well.
Which brings me here now, although it doesn't stop me from being there, too. And it doesn't matter. All that time is like water over the falls. Falling because it has to and making everything clean and beautiful with its mist.
Tuesday, February 07, 2012
Saturday, February 04, 2012
Thursday, February 02, 2012
Airplane
I'm sure there's a perfectly good reason why you're up there and I'm down here.
Labels:
blue heaven,
clouds,
Pilot,
sky,
star-crossed
Monday, January 30, 2012
No one
Anymore. Let this be a reminder: beer, only one, is enough to ruin me for days. Being aged sucks. Or maybe it's just my inability to release the past and think of myself in a different way. As a doddering old fool, for example. Or a rambling eccentric on the highway to spiritual transformation. Or maybe a woman suffering from insomnia. It could happen!
Saturday, January 28, 2012
Ah! Anonymity! Why did I ever leave you? And when will my tea and toast arrive? And someone open the blinds. It looks lovely out there.
Labels:
awake,
bridge over troubled waters,
gingering,
greed,
still dreaming
Wednesday, January 18, 2012
10 Years After
You thought I'd never get over you. Yet you see I've nearly forgotten you.
Today I recycled the lesser lovely greeting cards and the wretched letter of complaint detailing your faults and my anger. I've always been surprised by that letter because as time goes on your virtues grow and your faults disappear. Thus the way of loss and languishing. In another ten years you will be a dream in full and I will remember none of your disadvantages. Well, perhaps one or two of the more choice memorable ones.
However, I do not languish today. Today i rejoice and look forward to the future. I finished another crochet hat and I'm proudly wearing it right this minute. Ha!
Subscribe to:
Posts (Atom)


