ennui

January 29, 2012

2012-01-29T08:19:00.000-08:00

Hank/5 months

2011-09-25T14:10:00.001-07:00

silent and heavy

2011-09-11T11:13:00.000-07:00

there was something
about that 09/11/01
and everything that
surrounded it
something with
the
ebb
and
flow
something
about
the emotion
that
spilled
over
and
embedded
itself
in
life
blood
something
that
twinged
and
eeked
and
flowed
that
whose
mere
objective
was
turmoil
and
renaissance.

4 months

2011-08-19T16:52:00.001-07:00

I was attacked by bees....

2011-08-13T14:34:00.000-07:00

and spent the rest of the day under the bed.

Who me? No, I didn't do anything.

2011-08-03T14:41:00.000-07:00

Summertime and the livin' is easy.

2011-07-25T07:17:00.001-07:00

summer heat

2011-07-20T12:18:00.000-07:00

Dog Days of Summer

2011-07-10T14:12:00.001-07:00

These are a few of my favorite things:

2011-07-02T06:09:00.000-07:00

Naps on the porch.

8 weeks

2011-06-21T05:02:00.000-07:00

i've fallen madly, deeply in love

2011-06-13T12:49:00.000-07:00

Welcome Home, Baby Hank

2011-06-11T10:53:00.000-07:00

You
slept
on
my
lap
the
whole
way
home
After
you
cried
a
good-bye
licked
my
face
and
bit
my
lip.

welcome summer

2011-06-05T07:13:00.001-07:00

Happy Mother's Day

2011-05-08T05:24:00.000-07:00

Two
weeks
ago
you
glided
in
once
again
and
we
swapped
stories
about
plants
and
food
and
how
grandma
won't
use
her
stove
because
she's
afraid
she'll
leave
it
on
and
we
unconsciously
found
ourselves
holding
hands
as
we
strolled
through
easter
lilies
and
hyacinth
You
have
filled
me
with
everything
I am
I have become
I wish to be
With
each
step
and
breath
and
gesture
you
are
with
me
Much
love.

a poem always presents itself

2011-04-09T07:12:00.000-07:00

I
have
been
struggling
with
words
lately
A
world
turned
upside-down
earthquakes
and
nuclear
meltdowns
an
environment
created
turns
it's
anger
on
my
passion
a
dog
who
I
thought
would
enter
my
life
loose
in
a
foreign
world
and
my
own
voice
being
quieted
And,
yet,
I
go
outside
to
free
vegetable
beds
of
winter's
wrath
and
two
cardinals
interplay
in
the
promise
of
spring
cheap-
cheap-
cheap
in
your
vibrant
scarlet
being
encircling
each
other
the
dance
must
continue
and
play
it's
song
it
becomes
clear
amongst
all
the
turmoil
there
remains
a
constant;
to
breathe,
and
love,
and
believe
this
will
continue
amongst
the
chaos
cheap-
cheap-
cheap-
cheap-
cheap-
cheap.

little silence

2011-03-06T08:37:00.001-08:00

and the winter continued

2011-02-27T07:28:00.000-08:00

somewhere
in
the
hours
of
pacing
through
my
house
with
snow
falling
and
falling
and
falling
and
a
chicken
roasting
in
the
stove
while
Maria
Callas
filled
the
void
I
stepped
outside
and
the
sky
was
filled
with
birds
circling
and
cawing
and
circling
and
cawing
and
such
an
event
was
so
unlike
anything
I
had
yet
experienced
that
I
took
a
deep
breath
and
said
thank
you.

i am ready for you spring

2011-02-21T14:39:00.001-08:00

happy birthday to me

2011-02-06T07:04:00.000-08:00

Sometimes
growth
isn't
about
something
new.
Sometimes,
in
the
midst
of
calendar
pages
turning,
it's
about
rediscovery.

frigid air

2011-01-22T13:51:00.000-08:00

brought
stillness
the
sound
of
a
water
jug
cracking
on
this
icy
night
as
i
lie
awake
and
an
amaryllis
bloomed.

Here's the thing:

2011-01-12T16:03:00.000-08:00

Here's
the
thing:
Personal
responsibility.
You
can
hide
behind
being
a
victim.
But
facts
always
remain
facts.
"marking each district with the cross hairs of a gun sight."
That
it
is
not
a
stretch
to
see
that
your
words,
to
borrow
a
cliche',
fueled
the
fire.
Of
one
who
was
lost
and
saught
shelter
in
hatred.
The
victim?
Really?
Take
personal
responsibility.
Remove
your
hatred.
Vow
that no further actions
will take
us
back.
That's
the
thing.

london calling

2011-01-04T16:15:00.001-08:00

iowa christmas

2010-12-26T16:10:00.000-08:00

rear window

2010-12-19T13:25:00.000-08:00

snowstorm

2010-12-19T07:44:00.001-08:00

this poem wasn't supposed to be about my dad

2010-11-13T15:01:00.000-08:00

The
snow
began
wet,
heavy
snow
that
caused
branches
to
shake
themselves
of
the
heavy
coat
you
were
supposed
to
come
and
ground
me
once
again
as
you
always
do
but
the
storm
tracked
exactly
where
you
needed
to
travel
before
you
and
held
you
at
bay
this
all
came
to
me
as
i
stood
in
a
century-
old
theatre
surrounded
by
people
i
didn't
know
and
music
drifted
from
the
mouth
of
a
hapless
artisit
whom,
of
course,
sang
lyrics
that
connected
of
drifting
days
with
you
guiding
my
path
and
you
were
here
after
all
and
the
snow
continued
to
fall
with
power
lines
snapping
and
balls
of
snow
collecting
on
the
roof
and
gravity
sends
them
cascading
with
a
thump
and
a
jump
from
me
like
a
cat
being
startled
by
energy
in
a
room
and
there
you
were.

the fall let beautiful things happen

2010-11-07T13:04:00.000-08:00

harvest moon

2010-10-24T12:40:00.001-07:00

how
wonderful
it
is
to
be
surprised
the
skies
opened
up
last
night
thunder
booming
lightning
flashing
and
the
rain
came
down
in
a
torrent
the
harvest
moon
showing
brightly
and
i
ran
through
it
clothes
drenched
and
weighing
heavy
as
i
sat
on
the
kitchen
floor
and
my
heart
smiled.

take five

2010-10-10T12:13:00.000-07:00

it
is
not
uncommon,
on
days
such
as
these
especially,
to
hear
a
child
practing
their
instruments
outside.
Having
taxed
their
families
with
squeeky
scales.
But
the
day
was
oddly
gorgeous
in
it's
unseasonably
warm
tempertures
and
leaves
twinkling
oranges,
reds,
yellows.
So,
to
hear
Take
Five
drifting
on
those
warm
drafts
made
my
heart
soar.

The double harvest moon

2010-09-26T07:16:00.000-07:00

shown
brightly
as
the
autumnal
equinox
passed.
But
the
date
was
a
mere
number.
Autumn
was
already
about...

the summer sang out...

2010-09-18T17:33:00.000-07:00

with gladiolus, and simmering beets, and mounds of tomatoes....

and it all came tumbling down

2010-09-05T08:44:00.000-07:00

There
you are-
sitting
on
your
wall-
not
expecting
that
the
world
that
so
comfortably
caressed
you
would
suddenly
take
different
turns.
The
souls
around
you
that
have
nourished
you,
your
well
being,
your
love,
have
all
shifted.
And
you
are
left
with
the
terrifying
thought
of,
perhaps,
this
time,
it
can't
be
put
back
together
again.

summer moon

2010-08-23T07:12:00.000-07:00

summer moon

2010-08-23T07:07:00.000-07:00

summer of content

2010-07-26T14:51:00.000-07:00

He
said,
"Look
at
the
lotus
blossoms
in
the
distance.
All
along
the
horizon."
And
I
caught
their
shimmering
in
my
eyesight
as
I
turned
myself
around;
from
floating
on
my
back,
in
spring
filled
velvet,
as
the
summer's
sun
warmed
my
bones.
"They
look
like
a
city
glimmering
in
the
night,"
he
said.
And
they
did.

summer breath and repeat

2010-07-08T16:25:00.000-07:00

Midwest Summer Thunderstorm

2010-06-23T16:09:00.001-07:00

to see

2010-06-11T14:26:00.000-07:00

What an
opportunity
it
is
to
see
change.
Up until now
i had
just become
awash
in
it.
This
time
i
was
afforded
the
chance
to
see
it
as
it
unfolded.
I
still
am
in
that.
The
exciting
bit
of
it
all
is
to
see
where
it
will
lead.

beatbox

2010-06-06T14:35:00.000-07:00

how
curious
of
a
thing
it
is
when
your
rhythmn
matches
that
of
another.
And
the
threatening
skies
blew
wind
that
you
danced
along
the
day
upon.

turn, turn, turn

2010-05-23T16:35:00.000-07:00

The
spring
was
a
glorious
one.
Warm
weather
lingered.
And
rain
brought
lush
green.
And
everything
was
singing.
What
a
perfect
prelude
to
summer's
welcoming.
How
curiuos
it
is
that
when
one
is
redirected
the
discoveries,
which
lied
there
all
along,
open
themselves
up
to
refreshed
eyes.
And
your
heart
soars.
And
a
fresh
breeze
awakens
silent
happiness.

bleeding heart

2010-04-25T08:01:00.001-07:00

Ms G (in preparation of your journey)

2010-04-10T07:45:00.000-07:00

You
fit in
the palm
of my hand
and
always
wiggled
your
little
butt
You
first
were
nicknamed
lil'
bean
burrito
And
soon
would
be
known
as
Ms G
or
G girl
or
simply
G
You
filled
so
many
hearts
with
your
gentle
spirit
Such
a
sweet
girl
You
will
be
missed
But
time
comes
Legs
no
longer
working
You
embarass
with
each
accident
You
spasm
at
night
And
breath
is
weakened
And
you
are
tired
So
tired
Be
well
my
gentle
little
spirit
Thanks
for
the
lessons
and
the
love.

blood root

2010-04-04T10:26:00.001-07:00

butter lamb

2010-04-04T08:29:00.001-07:00

happy easter

2010-04-03T12:24:00.001-07:00

untitled

2010-03-14T13:57:00.000-07:00

when
love
fits
like
an
old
glove
everything
else
falls
away.

the sun's intensity has grown

2010-03-07T15:09:00.000-08:00

Somewhere
in
between
searching
as
to
how
I
was
going
to
hold
on
and
continue
and
grow
a
caring
soul
stepped
in
and
said
he
was
willing
to
help
me
find
the
way.
And
he
has.
And
spring
pronounced
herself
in
dripping
snow,
and
chirping
birds,
and
promise.

The World Seems Akimbo

2010-02-15T14:48:00.000-08:00

The
world
has
seemed
off
kilter
lately.
Cascading
into
change.
I
notice
the
intensity
of
the
sun
gaining
momentum.
And
realize
it
is
just
resetting
itself.
That,
while
in
the
midst
of
Greta
struggeling
to
gain
her
footing,
and
friends
facing
new
beginnings
and
finding
it
hard
to
see
that
the
past
needs
to
be
left
behind;
myself
included,
that
there
is
always
a
place
for
resilience.
Accupuncture
will
deliver
footsteps,
and
friend's
laughter
will
always
make
one
full,
and
the
beauty
of
sharing
that
energy
awakens
said
resilience.
To
move
forward.
To
awaken
refreshed.
To
journey.

in the search for solice

2010-01-29T16:11:00.000-08:00

the sound of a water jar
cracking on this icy night
as i lie awake

author anonymous

light

2010-01-23T08:47:00.000-08:00

There
are
dwarf
daffodils,
forced
to
bud,
blooming
on
my
kitchen
table.
They
are
the
first
thing
I
see
when
I
come
home.
They
make
me
smile.
Meanwhile,
the
world
spins
in
a
peculiar
way.
I
find
my
balance
uneasy
these
days.
Passions
cut,
earthquakes
shaking
beings
to
the
core,
and
an
unsteady
ground
beneath
us
all
opens
up.
I
look
outside
and
notice
rain
falling
and
freezing
on
weather
worn
pavement
and
worry
about
my
footing.
The
daffodils
fill
the
kithen
with
their
heady
scent.
Their
yellow
faces
beaming.

and warmth came

2010-01-18T07:32:00.001-08:00

winter is silent

2010-01-11T16:27:00.000-08:00

the sun glowed, snow crunched under feet, the cold gripped

2010-01-09T10:31:00.000-08:00

christmas passed, the wind blew, and home called

2010-01-07T16:26:00.001-08:00

The Weight of Things

2009-12-27T16:53:00.000-08:00

There is an unconscious
Action
Wherein
One releases
The weight of
an
Object
To its
Resting
Place:
Unaware
that
Weight
has
Transferred.
There are
times,
However,
When
One
Misses
the
Placement
of
Said
Object
and
Gravity
Steals
the
Weight
Away
Registering
Panic
And
the
Grasping
of
Air.
How
Wonderful
It
Is,
Then,
To
Know
You
Are
Here
To
Catch
Me.

oh tannenbaum

2009-12-12T14:15:00.000-08:00

we give thanks

2009-11-29T12:23:00.000-08:00

for awhile now

2009-11-22T14:47:00.000-08:00

i
have
been
content
with
knowing
that
it
was
better
to be
alone
than
poorly
companied.
and
for
good
company-
now-
i
am
fortunate.

untitled

2009-11-18T15:34:00.000-08:00

lingering fall

2009-11-17T15:20:00.001-08:00

Gentle, little footsteps

2009-11-10T15:54:00.000-08:00

Gentle,
little
footsteps
have
been
treading
upon
my
heart.

Halloween 2009

2009-11-01T12:33:00.000-08:00

Halloween 2009

2009-11-01T12:32:00.001-08:00

Halloween 2009

2009-11-01T12:29:00.001-08:00

What is stirring your heart these days?

2009-10-25T14:40:00.000-07:00

Edward Sharpe and the Magnetic Zeros
'Home': (copy and paste and let your heart swell)
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Qb9jY8yAxgs

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=id4vnQE0ok4

and to the possibilities......

Home
is
wherever
there
is
you.
I
sure
love
you
ma
and
pa.
To
all
of
you
who
have
found
the
home
wherever
you
are
I
raise
my
glass
to
you
and
thank
you
for
being
part
of
my
life.
Part
of
my
home.
Wherever
we
are.
Home.
Barefoot
on
a
summer
night...

[Her:]
Alabama, Arkansas,
I do love my ma and pa,
Not the way that I do love you.

[Him:]
Holy, Moley, me, oh my,
You're the apple of my eye,
Girl I've never loved one like you.

[Her:]
Man oh man you're my best friend,
I scream it to the nothingness,
There ain't nothing that I need.

[Him:]
Well, hot and heavy, pumpkin pie,
Chocolate candy, Jesus Christ,
Ain't nothing please me more than you.

[Both:]
Ahh Home. Let me come home
Home is wherever I'm with you.
Ahh Home. Let me go ho-oh-ome.
Home is wherever I'm with you.

La, la, la, la, take me home.
Mother, I'm coming home.

[Him:]
I'll follow you into the park,
Through the jungle through the dark,
Girl I never loved one like you.

[Her:]
Moats and boats and waterfalls,
Alley-ways and pay phone calls,
I've been everywhere with you.

[Him:]
We laugh until we think we’ll die,
Barefoot on a summer night
Nothin’ new is sweeter than with you

[Her:]
And in the streets you run afree,
Like it's only you and me,
Geeze, you're something to see.
[ Edward Sharpe & The Magnetic Zeros Lyrics are found on www.songlyrics.com ]

[Both:]
Ahh Home. Let me go home.
Home is wherever I'm with you.
Ahh Home. Let me go ho-oh-ome.
Home is wherever I'm with you.

La, la, la, la, take me home.
Daddy, I'm coming home.

(Talking)
Him: Jade
Her: Alexander
Him: Do you remember that day you fell outta my window?
Her: I sure do, you came jumping out after me.
Him: Well, you fell on the concrete, nearly broke your ass, you were bleeding all over the place and I rushed you out to the hospital, you remember that?
Her: Yes I do.
Him: Well there's something I never told you about that night.
Her: What didn't you tell me?
Him: While you were sitting in the backseat smoking a cigarette you thought was gonna be your last, I was falling deep, deeply in love with you, and I never told you til just now.

[Both:]
Ahh Home. Let me go home.
Home is wherever I'm with you.
Ahh Home. Let me go ho-oh-ome.
Home is where I'm alone with you.

[Him:]
Home. Let me come home.
Home is wherever I'm with you.

[Her:]
Ahh home. Yes I am ho-oh-ome.
Home is when I'm alone with you.

[Her:]
Alabama, Arkansas,
I do love my ma and pa...
Moats and boats and waterfalls,
Alley-ways and pay phone calls...

[Both:]
Ahh Home. Let me go home.
Home is wherever I'm with you.
Ahh Home. Let me go ho-oh-ome.
Home is where I'm alone with you...

All Hallow's Eve is upon us.......

2009-10-24T07:00:00.000-07:00

I have a visitor.

2009-10-17T13:49:00.001-07:00

untitled

2009-10-15T15:19:00.000-07:00

the sun dons his hat
the sky crawls under her quilt
and weeps until spring

Bill Cernansky

First Snow

2009-10-11T07:09:00.000-07:00

The infinite continues

2009-10-04T14:20:00.000-07:00

How
blessed
it
is
to
be
able
to
greet
yes
once
again.
You-
Mom
and
Dad.
How
fortunate
I
am
to
have
two
beings
so
close
to
mine
to
raise
me.
Whose
current
flows
as
mine.
Dad,
I
thank
you.
I've
spent
too
many
years
wonderng
why
you
didn't
ask
me
the
questions
I
thought
you
should.
How
selfish.
So,
now,
realizing
it
was
my
opportunity
to
get
to
know
you.
And
we
relished
in
memories
of
ones
that
got
away.
We
found
ourselves
on
the
shores
of
Mocassin
Lake.
Remember?
I
didn't
until
you
retold
of
you,
and
Phil,
and
I.
Dawn
awakening.
Hauling
muskies
in.
Lines
breaking.
Clear
water
beneath
us.
A
father
and
son.
The
Twins
so
close
to
clinching
the
division.
I'm
glad
I
know
you.
I'm
glad
to
see
myself
in
you.
I
am
glad
to
be
more
than
I
am
because
of
you.

Woman Lake

2009-10-04T14:18:00.001-07:00

the infinite or ode to e.e. cummings

2009-09-27T06:32:00.000-07:00

i thank you God for this amazing
day;for the leaping greenly spirits of trees
and a blue true dream of sky;and for everything
which is natural which is infinite which is yes
-e.e. cummings

There are
moments
when
the
whole
of
it
all
is
saying
yes.
You
accept
this
invitation
and
frequent
souls
you
haven't
met
in
some
time.
But
they
have
always
been
there.
The
echo
of
it
all
shall
remain.
First,
and
foremost,
in
the
center
of
your
being.

Indian Summer

2009-09-20T12:19:00.000-07:00

Last night,
was a night,
that,
as
a
kid,
I would
play
kick
the
can.
The
whole
neighborhood
would
turn
out.
We
would
wage
our
battle
in
my
Family's
yard.
Skinned
knees
and
tanned
skin
reminding
us
of
a
well
lived
summer.
In
the
hazy
glow
of
nightfall
we
would
hide
in
our
favorite
places.
Skin
glistening
with
sweat,
crickets
chirping,
adreline
racing
through
veins.
The
sound
of
the
can
clattering
on
concrete;
awaking
all
of
us
to
come
from
hiding.
Our
voices
would
fill
the
night
air
as
fireflies
danced.

Koi and Pond Fish

2009-09-19T17:36:00.000-07:00

Black Hollyhock

2009-09-19T14:19:00.001-07:00

A Kiss that Sends Me

2009-09-13T15:40:00.000-07:00

You placed
your lips
upon mine
and I was
instantly
transported.
Well,
maybe
not
so
much
transported
But
so
intent
on
the
moment
that
time
ceased
and
noise
disappeared
and
I
fell
into
your
pools
of
dark
brown
eyes
And
in
this
charmed
life
I
kissed
you
again.
You
shall
linger.
For
quite
some
time.
I'm
counting
on
it.

Indian Summer

2009-09-12T16:09:00.000-07:00

Korean Angelica

2009-09-06T06:31:00.001-07:00

end of summer

2009-09-05T15:53:00.000-07:00

Dallas Center-Veterans of War

2009-08-31T14:59:00.000-07:00

Today

2009-08-26T09:34:00.000-07:00

Someone had the Blues Today

2009-08-25T14:40:00.000-07:00

I went
out
into
the
rain
soaked
ground.
Sky
awakening.
Sun
peeking
through
to
what
promised
to
be
a
glorious
day.
I
heard
B.B. King
wailing
on
Lucille.
A
voice
cried
out,
"Oh,
Lord!
Oh,
Lord!"
And
the
sun
dipped
lower
in
it's
autumnal
beauty.

Visitor

2009-08-22T06:45:00.000-07:00

Korean Angelica Today

2009-08-21T11:35:00.001-07:00

I'm okay.

2009-08-19T13:10:00.000-07:00

The strangest thing, well maybe not so much, but my ex partner called me first thing to make sure I was safe. Then another former roommate of mine called to say she was on Portland and 36th and trees were down everywhere. Sirens were going off and I had a quiche in the oven and tomato chutney cooking away on the stove and the rain poured and there was a sense of calmness about it all.

Korean Angelica

2009-08-19T06:53:00.000-07:00

Untitled

2009-08-19T06:51:00.000-07:00

Old Girl

2009-08-19T06:48:00.000-07:00

Sometimes

2009-08-15T09:37:00.000-07:00

The
air
conditioner
whirred.
The
heat
of
summer
ripened
tomatoes.
Sweat
trickled
from
my
pores.
Reflection
came
easy.
Such
a
lovely
time
I
thought.
I
am
always
amazed
when
souls
come
into
contact
with
mine.
Souls
that
are
old
friends.
Tiffany
was
her
name.
Our
hearts
immediately
contacted
each
other.
It
was
no
surprise
to
me
that
I
would
catch
her
attempting
to
see
the
world
in
a
different
perspective.
She
would
close
one
eye
and
curl
her
fingers
up
and
place
this
hand
over
her
open
eye
to
create
her
own
little
view
finder.
A
construction
worker
hit
a
gas
main
and
the
building
had
to
be
evacuated.
We
sat
in
the
shade
of
a
pine.
The
sun's
heat
causing
vapors
to
rise
from
concrete.
She
crawled
onto
my
lap
and
fell
asleep.
Everything
seemed
right.

The Crickets have Begun to Chirp

2009-08-05T15:40:00.000-07:00

It
really
is
about
the
presence
of
time.
Wandering
about.
Travel
with
thoughts
and
love
waiting
at
the
end.
Surprise
visits.
Projects.
Watching
fish.
And
never
being
concerned
that
time
will
escape.
To
hold
on
to
that.
This
is
the
challenge.

Grand Marais II

2009-07-28T09:15:00.001-07:00

Grand Marais II

2009-07-28T09:13:00.000-07:00

Pulse

2009-07-09T13:47:00.001-07:00

We
sat
and
watched
a
summer
storm
move
across
Lake
Okoboji.
Blankets
sheltering
us.
The
all
of
us
saying,
"I
love
rain."
Each
of
us
a
reflective
spirit
of
our
parents.
They,
of
course,
were
there
as
well.
My
Mother
saying,
"Oh,
can
you
smell
it?
The
rain?"
And
we
all
inhaled.
And,
yes,
there
it
was.
No
words
were
necessary
as
our
hearts
warmed
in
unison.
The
storm
raged
on
and
we
continued
with
the
experience.
Enjoying
yet
another
moment
of
our
collective
whole
that
adds
to
the
being
of
each
other
and
ourselves.

Iowa III

2009-07-09T13:45:00.000-07:00

Iowa II

2009-07-09T13:43:00.001-07:00

Iowa

2009-07-09T06:36:00.000-07:00

RIP

2009-06-26T10:58:00.000-07:00

Green

2009-06-20T05:57:00.000-07:00

I
got
my
first
pair
of
glasses
in
the
4th
grade.
There
are
many
stories
based
on
those
glasses
but
this
is
not
about
those.
I
have
noticed
that
because
my
eye
sight
is
so
poor;
I
can
smell
extremely
well.
It
has
come
to
guide
me.
This
sense
has
taken
me
through
this
spring
into
summer.
Lilacs,
grape
vines,
peonies.
This
morning
I
was
watering
the
garden
as
the
sun
crept
into
the
day.
There
it
was.
Heat
lifting
off
of
pavement,
and
dust,
and
green.

Grand Marais III 2009

2009-06-17T06:55:00.000-07:00