its a long way there ...... to the stars
photography and poetry
L- R-S
- Location
- Missouri, USA
- Birthday
- November 03
- Bio
- Bird Lover .. Dog Lover .. Wolf Lover .. Cat Lover .. Old Lover .. Did I say dog lover ... Oh yeah! I am so in love again. This is a new love ... I fell in love with Jack on sight ... right there in the pound!
MY RECENT POSTS
- There is Innocence in Old Men
May 25, 2009 11:51PM -
Brown Creeper
May 15, 2009 07:36AM - Putting The Family On The
Internet
May 07, 2009 11:34PM - Jack ...............
May 07, 2009 08:23PM -
Formlessness
May 07, 2009 03:56PM
MY RECENT COMMENTS
- “I enjoyed both your
article and perspective. I
late in life,
have acquired a
pas…”
May 26, 2009 12:01AM - “I cannot adequately
express how much I appreciate
this piece.
My father who
serv…”
May 25, 2009 11:42PM - “Your pictures are great!
I cannot imagine these little
guys
walking around the
s…”
May 21, 2009 01:23AM - “This was a delight and
reminds me of my years in
Paris back
in 65 [1865]
:)
Yes,
y…”
May 15, 2009 09:42AM - “You have captured Spring
with loving accuracy.”
May 15, 2009 09:40AM
L- R-S's Links
MAY 25, 2009 11:51PM
There is Innocence in Old Men
There is innocence in old men to be found within their longing
their silence their shaky wandering hands.
There is innocence in old men, it can be felt when they hang their
heads low without expression like dead weights lifeless at the end
of another day.
There is innocence in old men… Read full post »
MAY 15, 2009 7:36AM
Brown Creeper
The visions
Were not visions.
They were real.
I stood at night
In the glen.
Brown Creeper
Spoke.
He said,
Not once
But twice,
Without eyes
You will see.
He said:
You see me
It is night
I am the smallest
Bird here.
Can you not
See every line
Every crease and
Feather?
Eye and foot?
As I creep
Down my tree
Your eyes
Follo… Read full post »
Were not visions.
They were real.
I stood at night
In the glen.
Brown Creeper
Spoke.
He said,
Not once
But twice,
Without eyes
You will see.
He said:
You see me
It is night
I am the smallest
Bird here.
Can you not
See every line
Every crease and
Feather?
Eye and foot?
As I creep
Down my tree
Your eyes
Follo… Read full post »
MAY 7, 2009 11:38PM
Putting The Family On The Internet
My family is important to me . . .
we have been through thick and thin. So one might wonder in
this day of Internet crime why I would place them in harm's
way.
I suppose that it is because these
are faces only a mother could… Read full post »
MAY 7, 2009 8:23PM
Jack ...............
This is
Jack.
I fell in love with Jack 2 weeks
ago.
Is he not
awesome?
You do see why I fell in love instantly
don't you?
Now let me say ... I have been happily
partnered to a
divine man for 27 years… Read full post »
MAY 7, 2009 3:57PM
Formlessness
Time washes me daily brining my
body
I become crusty as stale salty bread. Old,
molding when the rain comes …
I am turning blue.
They call it formlessness
This period of waiting
While my toes dig in
And curl around the cliff’s rock ledge.
I stop like time, as/… Read full post »
I become crusty as stale salty bread. Old,
molding when the rain comes …
I am turning blue.
They call it formlessness
This period of waiting
While my toes dig in
And curl around the cliff’s rock ledge.
I stop like time, as/… Read full post »
MAY 6, 2009 11:54PM
its a long way ..... to the stars .............
cloud moon stars
birds
feather
lightening
strikes
burning bursts
weathered high and
acrid smoke
destruction all around
as stars cascade
upon the ground
purpled bird
at my feet
iridescent dark and green
in my hair
in star light
knowing
keen
moon reaches down
makes
me
know
that I am Raven
I fly/… Read full post »
birds
feather
lightening
strikes
burning bursts
weathered high and
acrid smoke
destruction all around
as stars cascade
upon the ground
purpled bird
at my feet
iridescent dark and green
in my hair
in star light
knowing
keen
moon reaches down
makes
me
know
that I am Raven
I fly/… Read full post »
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