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The Songbird

The Songbird
Ohio, USA
August 22
I am a mechanical bird. I fly, dive, and flutter about things, curious, ... yet -- I am but a machine. I am the product of the times I came into. All is mechanical. My clockwork works - exactly. You can see by the meter of my words that something is precise about me. I know not why; I am not the Originator of these things. They only come to me. They tick, or they whirr, or they may, by chance, chime. No matter - I hear, and respond to them. I myself am quite delighted by these Missives that come my way, and my dearest love is the language I came in with, English. It isn't the words themselves; more - it is the very capability of being able to iterate what I have been given to feel.


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OCTOBER 12, 2012 2:15AM

The Passenger


people are only as beautiful
as you allow them to be.
they only blossom into what you imagine
if they are astute enough to see what you see.

no one knows their own Self;
we are inter-dependent, alone, unschooled.
but by the way we are treated,/… Read full post »
OCTOBER 8, 2012 7:14AM


~ strength ~

strength is yielding,
giving pace,
rapture, capture,
allowance, place.

knowing one’s own,
ability to live.
the plenty of grace,
with nothing but give.

for strength is fruit.
yielding, soft.
a peach, belief,
knowledge, thought.

nothing is an island,
eyes, closed.
the/… Read full post »
OCTOBER 5, 2012 5:38AM


Inner Sight

what impetus Others are to us.
what they seem is what we believe they are.
we hear, we speak back, we step in,
but we are often left with scars.

what does it take to have truth accepted?
what kind of person does it take to hear?
i think only a/… Read full post »
SEPTEMBER 22, 2012 9:06AM


Life In Belief

Each succession is the inevitable progression
of where you are in Time.

You know now, what it’s like to be dead.
And ~ you know also, what it is to be Alive.

It all centers on a lynchpin.
Some thing, or circumstance, comes at last.

And you begin to perceive that/… Read full post »
SEPTEMBER 20, 2012 11:10AM



prison is not a deterrant.
it’s only another space from which to function.
you meet others in there of the same ilk,
pick and choose, at your own compunction.

if you are an aberrant stranger,
living outside the law,
you’ll only meet wit/… Read full post »
SEPTEMBER 18, 2012 5:50AM


The Bluebird

Whether it’s cold,
or whether it’s hot ~
you’re gonna have weather,
whether or not.

It’s what Moms always said;
her eternal adages.
old German/Irish idioms,
truths, kept, like small badges.

Mein Got In Himmel!
or Ach, du Lieber!
the Germani/… Read full post »
SEPTEMBER 10, 2012 5:14PM


The Allowance of Balance

everything in Life is commeasurate.
what goes up - eventually comes back down.
and the further you go up, into elation,
the further you fall, when you hit the ground.

lovesick. heartache. the balloon you knew.
the impetus, the floating, the very thought.
only/… Read full post »
SEPTEMBER 2, 2012 11:31AM


Love's Net

imagine a girl who’s been tucked away.
singular for many years.
self-imposed, of course, to learn some things
about what she does and does not hold dear.

so many relationships, all in a row,
some long, years -- and some - brief;
and one in particular, repeating t/… Read full post »
AUGUST 27, 2012 7:26PM


Thunderous beast
                                  of wondrous beauty.
    /… Read full post »
AUGUST 24, 2012 12:07PM

A Poem For The Neighbor Kid

The Neighbor Kid

Look at me, L.J.
I said No.
Shhh!  --  Come here now.
Why?  Because I told you so.

You’re only this big now,
and you have got to be taught.
Look at me: I am bigger -
I say what you can, and can not.

I only capture/… Read full post »
AUGUST 23, 2012 9:44PM

Portrait of Laurie Colson

Portrait of Laurie Colson

rage. caged. corralled,
defiant reliance
on all she’s made.
her eyes speak passivity,
but with wanton knowing.
bones, exposed,
but strong; flowing.
wisdom from within,
history, injected.
fame, deranged,
rearranged; deflected.
softly hard,
AUGUST 23, 2012 5:41AM


Petala Perfumada

           ether, invisible
magical realm.
                   held in hands,
   gathering senses, essences,
 things/… Read full post »
AUGUST 21, 2012 8:10PM

Vera, Chuck & Dave

The Band

tomorrow is my birthday,
i’ll be turning 64.
i wait for Vera, Chuck and Dave
to come bounding in my door.

all my promised grandchildren,
sitting on my knee.
the Beatles told me this would happen,
so it must be true, you see.

but i know they are busy,
and/… Read full post »
AUGUST 16, 2012 1:03PM

I Play

I Play, You Play, Interplay
when an idea
                becomes an ideal
                sometimes reality gets skewed.
    /… Read full post »
AUGUST 13, 2012 11:07PM


Willingness Is Ability

oh, Life, a balancing act.
the things you say;
the things you extract.

gushing, or avoiding,
reading signals from others.
do you fly, or do you smother?

give out or take,
to open or to close?
Life’s not always presented as you supposed.

go forward, or rewind/… Read full post »
AUGUST 9, 2012 2:50PM


Speech Bubbles
Di - Verse,
Think of all you embrace.
And also all you reject.

In - Verse,
Your opposite’s meaning;
to go inside, to try to further your Quest.

Re - Verse,
As if running in place,
back-pedaling, game-saying, for a Truth.

Con - Verse,
To spar or agree with you/… Read full post »
AUGUST 6, 2012 9:48PM

Soothe .. (The Ephemeral Glimpse)

  In All The World, There Was You


Come into Being.
Release, Release.

Life comes and goes,
and Moments never cease.
Ooh-aah, the dance
that crawls ‘cross my lips.
A wry smile,
what you did to my hips.

Swaying breeze girl,
shhh - no one knows!
It’s yours, it’s yours,
and it’s what I Own.

The ra/… Read full post »

AUGUST 2, 2012 3:14PM


Beautiful Button

what is that thing that causes a Love?
instantaneousity, a velocity, having just met?
the wee things you conjure, as your mind begins to wander,
little dovetails and connections you project?

every face in the world is different.
even though you can see breeds and tribe/… Read full post »
AUGUST 1, 2012 1:53AM



Speaking in Tongues



all through it
you figure it out.
what comes of conjecture?
surmises, or a lecture --
oh, someone can always tell you
what It’s all about.
when you place your Self in the Maelstrom,
you get what you receive.
sometimes verbage,
some .. times  .. silence.
and upon th… Read full post »

JULY 14, 2012 4:06PM


Eternity's Muse

to be found, allowed,
wanted, embraced,
was not a coincidence,
nor was it a mistake.

it was simply a time.
spirits commingled.
divulgence of secrets;
heartstrings tingled.

floodgates of life,
and the drawbridge of death;
the place in the ether
whereupon we met.

the stages o/… Read full post »
JULY 9, 2012 3:33AM

Withering Heights




oh, Epitome.
you finally found me.
the pinnacle,
the view
surrounds me.
i live in this Heath;
the cliff resides in my breast.
sweeties and ferals
come ‘round to my nest.
oh, birdie cry,
Victorian elation.
the fruit of soul,
Romance’s creation.
but i am not/… Read full post »

JULY 8, 2012 2:02AM


The End Knows No Begin


hallowed hollows
left in my soul.
the person you were
was never wont to unfold.
you got your prize.
was it worth what you did?
did it enhace your Pride?
if it did,
well, then still..
i never knew you at all.
it was only by Clever
that you held me in thrall.
but/… Read full post »
JULY 7, 2012 4:36AM




i am an aberration.
but i am my own creation.
no one likes me very much,
but who cares?  
i live in elation.

i survived what most do not.
i knew i could,
because of my insane brother.
tell Muddy Waters that a white girl sang,
gutteral, wrenching, smothered.

i know abou/… Read full post »
JULY 6, 2012 8:34AM

That's Not Gonna Happen.





hollow existence.
hole in my heart.
no one is here.
this farm is my art.

i tend it, i prune it,
i clip it just so.
and i love the Me
that gets to know.

sigh. no one loves me.
they all run away.
when i utter a syllable;
a word… Read full post »

JULY 5, 2012 12:20PM

So. What?


So What


(And ..? .. Who are ‘They,’ anyway??)

heart of Gold.
Will of steel.
which one gets in the way?
stubbornness, or pliancy?
yep.  i am all the things you say.
don’t be surprised when you raise my ire.
for chrissakes, i’m Irish, no excu… Read full post »