- Ohio, USA
- August 22
- I attune to the power of words, how they are used, spoken, and written. Some things I refuse to write about, because therein is a painful memory, or a sweet so much that a tear falls yet again. The very process of writing to me is to possess. To embrace. To touch. And the fact of it - the writing itself - makes it all the more indelible, so concentrated upon, and the piece of spirit that emerges was the point of doing the piece in the first place, but you did not know that when you began.
MY RECENT POSTS
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MY RECENT COMMENTS
- “Thanks, Teeg. At the
moment, I feel I could be
by a feather, but
December 02, 2013 06:17PM
- “Thanks, all! A piece
begun in a Where, and suddenly
last night; just
November 23, 2013 08:42PM
- “Phyllis - now ya've gone
and done it. I have to go to
for a chicken,
November 16, 2013 09:24AM
- “Kosh, I loves it!
Herewithe, I re-Place for all
to see! Ye
bie of yon
November 16, 2013 09:23AM
- “Eminem. Scans.. please
tell me this person did not
November 15, 2013 10:54PM
The Songbird's Links
what comes about
when you count the days you lost?
do you know,
what you said,
what caused the surrender,
or the cost?
i seem to see things most clearly
when i’ve felt a rejection
or a retreat.
i’ve never meant to offend anyone,
i’ve only wanted to align/… Read full post »
What Rhymes With Orange?
creates the sensations
of your Life;
thought is activity;
is your command;
patient, or annoyed.
the keyhole is the light
you sh/… Read full post »
the world has become encased in large,
movies and books are mainly
things in the News?
extreme focus on one part of
News in the Lead;
that how it’s appearing to me.
i think we should all just make up some
you know - action/… Read full post »
You can’t fix anything you think is Awry
until you know it exists.
Some times it has to smack ya in the face
before you’re even aware of it.
If you touch Poison Ivy and get a blister,
then dig, scratch, maybe even bleed,
there’s your call to say uh-oh,
and it/… Read full post »
Maybe we should require all Congressfolks
to have a dollar bill stuck to their foreheads
so they have to "look around" it all the time.
Think they'd look around?
I kinda dig the white Goddesses
on the forehead there;
looks like they're/… Read full post »
sifting, blending, melding, bending;
oh, the things we create with our Lives.
seeing, being, giving, receiving,
what we purport, and what we hold, inside.
manners, nuance, projection, expectation,
knowing what we want to receive.
trial, error, rejection, favor;
wha/… Read full post »
i think i may have touched a nerve.
without my knowing..
i opened a possibility ~
i spoke a Truth,
that is becoming, more, and more,
cognizant to me.
and the Reaction i get is -
not to want to know?
or even perceive?
to scream even/… Read full post »
when you say things,
place them where they will be Heard.
you get to pick and choose them,
be they whispers, or alerts.
just know your target’s aim,
and just what you wish to Claim.
or speak not,
for it will only interfere with your Words.
be mindful of what you Wish/… Read full post »
how do you see your Self, from outside?
how do you hone who you want to be?
how do you become aware of the cognizance
of what others around you see?
i think it may be by Listening.
instead of just watching, like fools.
you can only create your own/… Read full post »
the impetus of Passion
has its ebb, and its flow.
it takes two to tango, or to tangle,
fast, soft, or slow.
but it also takes two
to truly engage,
and when only one leads the dance,
it just, slowly fades.
interplay is a grace
that sweetly combines
the forces from the/… Read full post »
nothing is Immediate,
by force, wit, or course.
time is the rapture
that begins the capture
of your own Source.
and if you capture,
where is the Release?
the hunter is your own Self,
it will tell you what you Believe.
the Truth is the proof that
fills in the cr/… Read full post »
my life is like a series of snapshots.
instants, sublime, poignant, and unexpected.
the fruits of my labor, drunken in,
and my intentions, spewed out, and rejected.
Strong Woman seems to be an oxymoron,
and we won’t speak of politik belief.
i see the battle b/… Read full post »
the dichotomy between Belief and Believing
is the conundrum of all mankind.
it lies right there, before us,
what we perceive, as yours, or mine.
we are given the keys to the Universe
at the moment of birth, as we slither in.
with senses abruptly firing,
liquid to air, t/… Read full post »
the problem with Religion,
and country laments,
is that it places God,
and Heaven -
it’s a destination.
and trials must be won and lost
in order to get there.
isn’t it so much more fun,
to just - hav/… Read full post »
longevity is only brevity;
it comes in increments, and seconds, held within.
you live, you learn, and endeavor;
you try, you sigh, you begin, again.
how many tasks are are your hands?
what things lie all over the table?
a little pile here - a little pile there,
put in front, to get/… Read full post »
Resilience is not resistance.
It is the bending, and swaying of your mind.
The let-ins .. let-outs, and how you play them,
with only your purpose to guide your Place and Time.
Resilience can be seen as beleaguered,
or as that person who allows too much.
From that, you only get a pack-ho/… Read full post »
impetus, movement, conveyance, talk.
hitch a ride, take a walk.
vehicle is purpose, fight, flight.
the next Moment in sight.
myriad firings of instantanosity,
more laborous to know
than the time it takes to just Be.
taken for granted,
limbs responding to thought;
r/… Read full post »
Discernment is the key to the Universe.
It allows going forward, sideways, in circles, or in reverse.
It brings all the things you’ve ever known,
and all the things you’ve embraced as your own,
to play with, waylay with, and create what you intone.
The gift o/… Read full post »
Life’s so sweet;
in a heartbeat, a new view comes in,
&n/… Read full post »
Willing is an everything.
Opening the gate.
To see, to be,
to accept a fate.
What do I Will? ..
To walk! ~ I want my stride.
Knowing these long legs,
what they’ve given me, inside.
The strangeness of my balance,
the tiny mechanism, cracked;
just gone askew,
and my stal/… Read full post »
I am the keeper of all I’ve known.
I carry it with me, inside.
Years and moments, all rapt in me,
a source of my light and pride.
Of late I’ve let go many things,
of necessity - and of want.
Having come to a place of stillness,
knowing what I have, and what I/… Read full post »
she wants to see where she can be,
when she comes out.
i picked this picture, because i like this girl,
who seems to be without dout.
i put her picture by my bed,
where i now keep scents and musics that lead to where i want to be led,
i am hyper-aware of what/… Read full post »
sing again tonight,
take me along for the ride.
shine on me,
set my Spirit free,
let me discern, dispell, decide.
each heartbeat’s sigh
says come here, inside
nestle up, with pillows and fire.
tiny beams, allies,
feeling my way, by stride,
only internall/… Read full post »