- MAGIC TOWN where the old never die, Connecticut,
- January 31
WARNING: what you read at noon is NEVER the same poem or post a few hours later. I can't help myself. I like to noodle.
HELPFUL SUGGESTION: if you like what you've read (and even if you didn't), come back in a day or two. It'll be better. In fact, if you hated it, you must come back and read it again because it will definitely be better.
"I find that I am so excited I can barely sit still or hold a thought in my head.
I think it's the excitement only a free man can feel, a free man at the start of a long journey whose conclusion is uncertain" -Red in The Shawshank Redemption, Stephen King
MY RECENT POSTS
- Dear Mom
May 07, 2013 06:15PM
- for my dear editor
May 07, 2013 12:12PM
- Being dead so sucks
May 04, 2013 09:34AM
- what is not known
April 12, 2013 11:26AM
- I am the fool
December 21, 2012 05:45PM
MY RECENT COMMENTS
- “I'm in the same boat
joanie. my mom was a mystery
and kept a
lot of secrets.
May 18, 2013 04:00PM
- “you're a good woman and
with your mentoring, this kid,
kid who is one of
May 18, 2013 03:53PM
- “I saw the movie. I
always thought Van Doren got a
bad rap for
May 18, 2013 03:41PM
- “daisy jane you are a
dirty girl. *”
May 15, 2013 12:36PM
- “Oh I'd love to visit in
your garden. I love being with
May 15, 2013 12:31PM
Foolish Monkey's Links
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really cool ...but no Mom, it's not your urn
I thought you'd like to know I nearly brought out your ashes for Mothers Day. Then I decided against it.
Instead of you with your pretty pink face, round as the moon, I'd have to look at an ornate and boring… Read full post »
before the night a woman stands
her spine so rigid it might snap
awaits that quiet roaring dusk
a crux inevitable as the dawn
pebbles beneath her feet will shatter
glistening ribbons raven hair
sway then strain in vicious wind
she the living fire&n… Read full post »
Mother’s day is next week and my daughter in law is making a big fuss this year. I think she has gotten it into her head that I’m getting close to kicking the bucket, so it’s time to celebrate old mom, which is just fine. It’s long overdue if you ask… Read full post »
what is not known
never mattered in the slightest
life has it’s ways and there are times the universe cracks
and what eyes are willing to behold is in the clear rush of waters, endless time flowing through each and every we of mountain and sky, the dead… Read full post »
once hypnotized by the sun
a fool believed ease was at hand
never one to question
having flown so many times
from open windows and doors
at speeds greater than any
of the many voices
hard and the sound of years
and the crack… Read full post »
Up at 3:45, had to be in the gym by 5am. I am the lady who checks you in to get your ballot, then adds the numbers at night. this election wasn't like the last presidential election - there were no big emotions or tears, much less exuberence. What… Read full post »
Well, you can blame old Tom Cordle.
It all started out innocently enough. I wrote my silly blog about the even sillier, ridiculous and utterly fraudulent Republican candidate Romney and his over the top cockamaimy campaign. But it was only after posting my blogpost di… Read full post »
for little sandy
it is a roiling helix of sky and clouds
dead center simmering quiet
the ancient acid moon
surrounded by torn veils in
yellow light sinuously swirling twirl
tonight it is a mad ballroom
and the world is dancing
we've… Read full post »
I don't mind telling you, the public political discourse at this time is driving me nuts!
blah blah blah! Who is Mitt today? What is his new position on...? Isn't this a change of positions? Again? If it is, then what are his core beliefs? Didn'/… Read full post »
two turtle doves in a plum tree
Time to update the continuing saga - hopefully - of The All New Poochie Twins: nestmates and mourning dove fledglings who turned up on our property and took over my attention for a little while.
I can report they matu… Read full post »
So the man and I, tethered as we are while he is on imposed hiatus or mandatory vision quest, either of which brings us to the meanwhile where we endeavor to “catchup” on endless yard work we have never once caught up on (and know in our hearts never will. ever.)
I will tell you I have dreamed
of a calling, passion
that tinkles so soft
it is nearly
you will hear love
in the slap of running feet and
we are water rushing to joy
you say you want to die
how can this possibly be?
have you looked in every corner
under every rock
for the dazzling colors defined
in blinding light?
or is it only shadows that are visible?
I consider who you are
I know there are secrets
that… Read full post »
I am so very fond of you
you needn’t wonder why
your words deliberate
worm my brain
they squirrel through my eye
how could I resist
such clever gist?
mere cabaret does pale
throughout my days
I think about
your… Read full post »
if you must visualize the poet imagine a lovely woman
a stunning creature very much like
she is belting out the hills are alive!
O sweet soprano
with arms wide
embracing her madly spinning world
fac… Read full post »
oh my beautys
may our lush bodies never fail
for we fly to the heavens of earth
wind pressing breast
cooling blood that fiercely pounds
through hoof and heart
spurring us on
and you know I cannot bear to… Read full post »
the blackest nights
and lived a thousand years
while the heaviness of heaven
screaming in fear
I am the bird falling
from all hells above
that endless where
wings have no loft
air so cold
look to the gods… Read full post »
according to the news, the world is coming to an end again.
I am constipated.
recently I fell in love with a male from the house of Morgan
I offer him carrots. he snorts then butts me with his head.
not him but close… Read full post »
In response I OPEN CALL: gettin' back to tits and ass American Style
Phyllis… Read full post »
This is an expansion of my comment in response to a great piece by Jeanette Demain, that started it all titled: Breasturants, Hypocrisy and Sexual Kitsch. Phyllis suggested this as an OPEN CALL: so I'm comin' at you. OPEN CALL: from toddlers to women, getin' back to that good o… Read full post »
my brain hurts today.
"we are not able to put this right, all this wacky shit! and after trying to piece it into something cohesive and then finding out we needn't have bothered, we're collectively, proactively pissed!"
"SO! being we're stuck here in your fuck… Read full post »
Behold! the most delicous sugar free cookies in the world!
Now that I’m regularly whipping up ricotta cheese in my little kitchen - which btw, is the easiest thing in the world to do, I am compelled by frugal duty to followup with recip… Read full post »