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Basically we are fellow vegetables floating in hot water, praying to be consumed finally
letting the love in. These paintings are best viewed with your heart open to how loved you are
by the big something that loves you fully, dear carrot, onion or pepper.
Meeting the Bear
If she is a bear then so am I She came to my house With her eyes shining and hips wide Sniffing the river – saying no to tea… And proceeded to tell us her tale Of the Bear Portal… ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ She had been in Northern California Where there are lots of bears…. Driving at…
Bran New
Weary from the birth I have my second cup of coffee…. It’s been a solstice of letting go A surrendering to the light… Which equates in human terms As more acceptance “Of “what I can not change.” The thing about healing is It can happen quick.. But the preparing for it Can take a lifetime.…
Pilgrim
Whom Does the Grail Serve? If we forget to ask – then nothing can heal. “““““““““““““““ It was late afternoon In an industrial part of Boulder An odd place for a walk But Banks and I both needed a stretch…. Heading back toward the car- We approached a man in a black T shirt Getting…
He’s Waiting
When we were young John’s mother bought him a raft Tor 800 dollars and he and his friend Formed a rafting company called Styx River. The river between life and death. ( I guess they were warning their customers) “““““““““““““““““` In my morning mediation As I allow for a “part “to come forward I didn’t…
Windy Night
As we become Galactic Beings ( Does anyone listen to Pam Gregory?) She is most encouraging Framing these difficult days As a cleaning of the house. A time to experience- Feelings that just need to be felt…. Tranformed into something more round…. Their sharp edges not pricking the heart. ““““““““““““““““““““““““ There are little kids in…
A day well spent
Meet my project- this small book 4.5 x 6 I’d made a prototype with a friend To print on Amazon ‘s self publishing- Rabbit hole… but it didn’t have soul. The Marys required my old school- Joyful cutting and glueing – The table covered with the chaos of creation. It was a pre -computer day…
The soul- the mind- the field
” The soul asks for a change The mind agrees But the field chooses the familiar… Not out of resistance But out of protection. You repeat what once saved you.” But when the original emotion is finally felt We get another vibrational narrative…. A new frequency replaces the old one. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ I have just dipped…
Quetzalcoatl
Quetzalcoatl sits on the ridge overlooking the field- The plumed serpent goddess who appears in times of change Her benvelolent smile- supporting us with her knowing wisdom. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~“` Charlie says that it was the Arapahoe that camped here…. Plentiful game by the river….. As she sat on the riverbank just Before the November sun set.…
I love her- don’t you?
Sometimes I hold a mirror And while looking at my own face Let a self portrait – happen…. Usually it is someone else who comes in And they are a intriguing surprise… ( is that what love is?) We each have a leading edge Where spirit is transforming us- where Something grubby must be let…
Alternating Current
The feminine and the masculine Are the necessary alternating current….. A spin that creates life. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~` The golden egg that became you Was in your mother at 5 weeks gestation. The miracles abound…. And the eyes to see them. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ 3i Atlas went first to Mars ( Masculine) Then to our feminine planet-Venus- And on…
Nothing Needs Fixing
He was begging to be shown – “How to fix this” And they just giggled – and brought in more love. Love sweeping in to answer his every question…. Shown the pattern of perfect love overlaying it all Halting his desperate need to fix. They showed that everyone is light Giggle giggle – and there…
Surrender to the light
Surrender to the light Surrender to spirit. I am more ready Having held on too tightly. Surrender Like a leaf finding ground. I see you.
Day of the Dead
In the low places Where my losses have accumulated The yellow leaves have left the tree Perhaps Banks and I will muster a walk. But for now I will sit And just be with my experience. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~` Our wild- one man band- Jesse Has moved out – due to lack of funds But really the…
Poetry
Fox came around the corner of the house Stopping to poop- Banks will go crazy about that The audacity! My bold red headed friend – like fox Is coming for tea… We have co funded a scholarship fund On Pine Ridge- at Lakota College. The two of us having gone up there in our 50’s.…
Impossible Reckoning
I sat with a friend- patting her hand.. Her son died this week- just Shortly after her husband. I took soup and apple crisp And a willingness to enter… Remembering the wisdom of breath- “On the inbreath- just don’t turn away from the suffering” This is not about fixing anything… But somehow offering up my…
Mud Pot
I ascended the steaming hill To meet with LOR Who would give instruction Guidance as to what was next. Short of breath as I topped the hill Sat Lor- cloaked and waiting for me. Sulfur steam and the sound of boiling mud – I bowed my head Hearing about what I must make And then…
Promised Bear
A moment of breakthrough- thank you thank you thank you A stressful situation sent me on a quest- I guess and I was able to see my own nutty inner patterns The false trades I fall into as if they will save me. ““““““““““““““““““““““ But while working on a painting last night…. I saw that…
Golden Mother
This little bear is standing still Unlike my friend’s little boy Who was constantly moving. Some mom’s are given a child Who need a level of care That is staggering… Apples in the basket- apples out Gentle- gentle – gentle Those hands reaching too roughly for the dog. Funny non verbal little whirlwind- grinning into…
I love bears
Tom Mangelsen is up on You Tube A 60 mintues rerun He has healed his soul By standing behind a camera All day long – for years. I could tangibly feel his love of bears Especially a mother bear, named 399 He stirred my own love for bears So I thought I’d paint one It…
Wonder
The morning sun- lights the grass circle An unplanned miracle As I sit with tea and just be Taking in what happens. Like the four male deer spashing their way Down the middle of the river- Healthy and wet ( x rated) They parade before me. “““““““““““““““““““““ Everthing wants us to wake up On a…
Still Life
My friend forgave me She said it was Uranus’s fault That we’d gotten caught for a minute In the illusion of separation. What a relief that we are cosmic And so quick to choose again Words – like- I love you- Get the job done in a minute. “““““““““““““““““ I have returned to the still…
Equinox
“Called or not Called God is There” Can this really be true….perhaps In moments when we allow it Before retreating to the familiarity Of the obsessive mind and it’s many tricks. ““““““““““““““““““““““““““““““““ Four darling teens paid us a brief visit, yesterday ( Jean Pierre’s friends- Seniors at Boulder High) And when they were leaving I…
the power of the small
My new friend has departed She ate a large fly….. The whole purpose of her presence here But it was long enough for me to Fall in love Cinnamon brown and beautiful And accomplished, capable of being here In a way I will forever struggle with.
Diva Spider
“Oh yee of little faith But things are a changin!” “““““““““““““““““““ The spider has spun it’s line And so have we Invisible threads map our traverse… The varibles of existance- “come what may.” But now it’s time to lean back and float In the moving air of our questions. It’s a time of testing… Jumping…
silence
My hearing loss was sudden…. Was it because the voice of God Had shouted my name Waking me in the middle of the night Yelling- “Hey Sally” A contempary colloquialism For getting a persons attention Which it did- And since then “meaning” has meandered As I quietly look for it.. something has changed….. My hearing…
Flower Thief
Sometimes it’s ok to steal To take the flowering plants from your neighbor’s house The one scheduled to be destroyed….. Jay says he’s ok If he stays close to dirt and water. As we compare notes on the inner landscape That tricky realm of shadows and light….. Recommending curiosity While I just need to say…
Stay
The humming birds like the purple flowers This has been a good mix of seeds Ever changing…. Like me. Who met with the fierce feminine and got scorched but of course you would. She doesn’t mess around, Roaring Molten center of the earth…. We better behave is all I can say. And on the personal…
ZEN
The immense quiet in animals Pure non dual- no talking or thinking The old Zen master suggests the same for us. dot dot dot…… ( As I think on what the next thing is to say) Really all there is Is- I Love you Stevie Wonder style- I love you from the bottom of my…
dinner
The fox waddled across the road The weight of dinner in it’s mouth- perhaps It was our cat – I worried I’ve been more worried of late (Got to watch that). ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ John and I walked up hill in the woods … Great way to let the trees Take over my weary consciousness, Digesting all…
How about You?
Orbiting the outer reaches Fishing for clues or just bigger awareness… The scope of our exitance Especially with some of my key people Getting to the jumping off place… I am hanging wider- joining them Slowing down… almost to a stop. Not motivated by ego or money What is the motivation- then? (Is that considered…
Skinny dip
On the hotest day so far I take my old form into the cold current To splash across- like a 10 year old All shock and glee- feeling whoopee “It’s me” Suddenly- a million years younger. “““““““““““““““““““““““ And then there is the body… Bodies just in themselves are wild . As I hobble up the…
all our relations
A rattlesnake swam the river Landing cold from it’s swim Too cold to coil A few freet from where Daniel and John were eating lunch. ( the same two characters present last year When John got bitten….so You can imagine my traumatized deja Vu) I insisted we call the snake whisperer Who picks up the…
Magic
A man I hardly know Wanted to stop by with his brother. He’s a freindly chap who helps his girlfriend With Open Studios. Something I participated in About two years ago…. Turns out he’d like to find a two bedroom To rent in Lyons….and His brother who lives in LA Had just been on a…
Walking each other Home
Ram Das – said- We are “just” walking Each Other Home… No small thing this kind of stroll “““““““““““““““““““` I scrape the pealing paint from the bridge Wearing an old blue shirt Like my dad used to wear Working on the boat-always in need of repair. It’s my heart today in need of repair Someone…
Sweet Chariot
“Swing low- sweet charoit Coming for to carry me home Swing low sweet chariot- coming for to carry me home.” I hum—feeling The sound of my voice in the empty air “A band of angels lookin after me” And so it is…. This journey we are on together Into the unknown- an unknown ( most…
Sleeping Beauty
I kiss you America I kiss you awake And oh it hurts to feel How we have gone asleep at the wheel Careening down the road So much damage – we don’t even know… But on the personal level….. I know this amazing group of women( in their 70’s) Elders in my town.. who quietly…
gurrrrrrr
Joanna Macy put it this way… “It is a good thing to realize that falling apart is not such a bad thing. Indeed, it is essential to transformation As the cracking of outgrown shells. Anxieties and doubts can be creative not only for the person but for the society because Our fears permit new approaches…
Katabatic
In the evening the cold air from the mountains Swoops underneath the hot air of summer I too am Katabatic As I expand – into what is expanding in me Pushing out The tightly held old ways of being….. What no longer serves. Each dark night ( of the soul) Removes one more chunk of…
Healing
Watching the wren bring food to her babies And listening to their tiny happy cheers “Yeah a bug from mom” My tuning forks healer ( lucky me) Said “You have to feel it to heal it- Those deep layers and it’s uncomfortable” So much was buried until later- ” Well- later is now.” The system…
Anniversary
Snake Medicine – the yin/yang of a marriage It’s gifts and it’s “Oh My God are you kidding me?” Last year on our anniversery John was bitten by a snake A real show stopper… But it was the return to being a dedicated partner that I needed. In times of crisis – It’s easy to…
Not a Nun
No wonder I am such a bad ass According to my astologer … My past life as an overly contained nun Is now busting out at the seams… With the same devotional quality- gone rogue. ““““““““““““““` I am making a visual rosary “Hail Mary Full of Grace” (I took out sinners and Jesus too) And…
Getting Rolled
Getting Rolled I hosted an art show without enough boundaries And today I have the same feeling as little Sal- Pounded by the waves in Lake Erie- unable to get out. I thought that was the end of me…. They had left me with my Grandfather ( worst choice ever) He was oblivious to the…
Devotion
Every year on this day- in Les Saintes Maries de la Mer This lovely being is taken into the sea Carried on the shoulders of Roma men Devoted to her energy here on earth…. Her strength renewed by the sea And people who are present to this celebration Are in awe of the love- of…
Willow
She has come back from the underworld We do make these journeys When Lucien got sick -she entered the belly of the whale… The whole family had to find breath in the unknown.. Crazy intense these experiences but now Lucien is working on a horse ranch in Wyoming And Willow is lifting weights and eating…
Five fox kits
“Over in the meadow by the old bee hive Lived an old mother fox And her little foxes five” We have five kits growing up here Leaping and running with a jump While the mother fox sits watching us…..but Mr Banks is under surveillance- now After he took off after fox Full speed down the…
The Unicorn
“May the coming year bring answers to all the mysteries that the unicorn possesses’ A birthday wish and image from a friend. How did she know That my shadow is that of the unicorn? Long horn of such plenty Prancing with a royal flair. Knowing too when to rest- Head back…. In the cool shade…
Happy Birthday
Nature rejoices- and all the angels sing-ta la It’s the wet eve of my birthday And I said (with astonishment) to my oldest friend “I made it Anne All the way through the maze Of all that was attempting to limit me” Feeling graditude and wonder For that which is within me that would not…
In the telling
That which loves us unconditionally…. Sometimes takes form. For early me ( age 3) It was kindness itself in the form of a black panther ( in my closet ) And as I leaned into her soft black fur I felt what I needed to know about this planet Receiving the cosmic signature that would…
Seated
I am unseated by spring Beltaine always rocks me WIth it’s insistance on something like sex It demands participation in the Cacophony of all that lives You can’t hold back- When everything is insisting on existance. ““““““““““““““““““““““““““““““““` Maiden, Mother , Crone- the dance within each woman Ever intertwined- A braided wreath of roses Singing la…
Juptier
We humans have this huge reach within us The grubbist of low vibrations And the most radiant of lovlies one can imagine ( Isn’t Jupiter amazing) The physics of this is very cosmic In that I get to pick. (But only if the ego identiy is not activated) The cosmic helpers can’t help If my…
Burning Bush
Take your shoes off if you encounter a sign Something that can not be accounted for … But then we might be barefoot all day As spirit is busy giving us itself – constantly. The lacey spider web halo- seen in the sun The brush of the wind- a smile. This April morning, a birthday…
The two of us
Lucien spent the week here, Changing the timing belt in his new truck. You tube is a big help But it was Josh over at West Main Auto… Who lite himself a cigarette before advising “You’ve got to use the power of the engine To loosen that bolt But just the smallest nudge” A truely…
bonjour ami
Pilgrim Sal- at a musuem in France, Noticing just now- the shadow of a jar at my feet. A jar that belongs to Mary Magdalene ( the woman with the alabaster jar) Mary M- the one who is potently missing As a direct conduit to that which we are. Women in partnership- the wife- the…
Vortex
“Settle down little teapot” the creative is a maelstrom. I thought I was doing one thing when They came in to make tea. (I’m like Wendy of Neverland) Artists with big energy- leaving cups unwashed And Daniel handing me his phone An image of his lastest piece- tall sentinals-very Stern- who guard the feminine. He’s…
Standing Guard
We have a pair of geese Maybe they will nest on the banks of the river. But on this first wet morning They are taking turns eating The newly green grass. While one eats the other looks out. And I know personally Of this tender exchange of duty… Having an older mate I am so…
Bride
The bride of 52 years Told her truth Which is how connection really happens- isn’t it? I have a historic tendency to withhold content And then a part of the puzzel of partnership is missing. The not- sharing isn’t generous Like I think it is. It’s got a righteousness to it. ““““““““““““““““““““““` The archetype of…
The Bridegroom
She choose her bridegroom…and A sacred union was formed between the two. And as she waited in the garden for him Not confused when the quiet unicorn Was her mate. “““““““““““““` In my studio I am making a unicorn Cardboard and Cloth- Shiny White Touching the divine masculine As the holy maiden- ME.
In the Donut hole
A friend of mine once asked “Do you eat cake everyday?” And I smiled and said “yes.” I am someone who requires sweetness In people and on my plate Or with a cup of tea…. But aging, it seems, is asking for a change of habit I showed up with high Cholesterol And baked goods…
I Needed a Healing
I did not go to Dialogue today- I feared that I would have reacted to the trauma in others- As my own “upset” was kicking up dust. Time to stay home with the dog at my feet…. And allow the pain to be felt, Just resting in the experience Not running off into busyness I…
Creative Power- Forever
Unable to sleep ( the people are shocked and in awe of the terrible) I reach for an illustrated copy of the I Ching-lovely As I sit by the fire- reading, sipping Tension Tamer Tea My mother’s favorite. Turning to the last Hexagram #64-“Before the End” “Which can be compared to a lengthy trek Over…
the work
I found myself wanting more of Someone whose plate was just too full That they could not “manage “one more thing- Me. Perhaps a common occurrence these days When everyone is traumatized. Between bites of food – hard to digest Is there space for true connection? Lonely _ I returned to the Self Holding my…
Pie
Two sticks of butter go into making a pie crust Not the best food for seniors but it’s nice to have a pie For afternoon tea- a warm bite for you and me. Everyday I strive to stay steady …. Current events (often hard on older people) Have tipped into a whole new level… I…
Keep it Simple ( Sal)
Into me see ( intimacy) Spirits co mingle- with a kiss At the end of the long day If I’m lucky, cause a kiss can only happen When the sea is smooth When I have felt my difficult feelings On my own – not projecting them Integrating them in my job- not his Even though…
Green
The wind turned every chair up side down As I stagger in my own up side- downess… Tea as medicine Brings revelation to the start of the day. A reflective glance to the day before When I held my power in the oldest of stories I touched the hot coal – I am a women…
Mouse
The cat got a mouse while I was meditating Leaping with a twist of feline joy The ballet of the preditor….but I identified with the fat brown mouse With it’s fleeting breath and last wiggle Brown and fat and weary of the fight. I lite smudge- to assist the mouse ( and me) To integrate…
Communication
The eagle flew to the branch across the river Staying the whole time I was on the phone An undeniable spiritual presence Indicating that the conversation Was on the right track- a nod to The divine effort to connect And fail and wish and want…. Working like a sprout to the surface To say the…
Constellation Work
It was Anne who showed up To champion her nephew In the family constellation work he signed up for Where stangers perform key family members But no surprise to me that it was Anne because As in life, she defended us- the young From the male tyranny in our line. He didn’t know this about…
Bengali-tea-boy
Dialogue is a way of being with others, Where the energy of the group Becomes a living archetype A shared skin protecting each Having connected with others For the intent of the connection alone. Something magical happens…. The container is a force field and ours Is weekly tested by one of our particpants A known…
A Sisterly Stakeout
What if our people on the other side Live like detectives on a stakeout Just waiting for the moment when they need to intervene On our behalf. This was my experience last night- dreaming Why was my deceased sister In a room with no windows-eating take out? But the bumblebee that was pestering me Was…
Art Opening
Usually the town of Lyons art events are pretty tame But last night we got the Artist – as in the archetype. Stoned and way too honest Raw, unflitered, with his absolute wonder That an art form found him Saving his ass from a dark place he referenced. Rough grace in this wilds of my…
Embraced or Captured?
The transcendent in us- Knows how to embrace lifes complex opposites. While our little selves( the ego who parades as us) Flail about like fish without water Freaked out by the constant terrible news (Which can be seen a spell casting). Not to say that we aren’t in terrible shape But if I can’t embrace…
Reverence
It’s a conveyance of meaning As I read the language of the bare branches. The two touching to make an arch That eagle sits beneath in the mist … Can we too arch toward the wayward other Not easy in early January When fear want it’s way with us. ““““““““““““““““““““““““` My mother told me to…
poop
Like elk droppings – aren’t we all being composted? Thrown out on the ground like rough jewels That will assist the next generation…. But only if we honor deeply That jeweled star that we invisibly are Activating our particular fractal So that the nutrients get into the eco system. Feeding life- effortlessly A dream come…
Protection
There were a couple of bible stories that made an impression On me when I was little All they started with a betrayal From which one is rescued, essentially by God. In the tale of the coat of many colors The father gave the coat to his favored son Causing such jealosy that his older…
Sal’s Picks
Veronica is 85 when her soul delivers a clue Into her empty life- it whispers Penguins And hense her transformation begins But only because she follows it. ““““““““““““““““““““““““` And my favorite movie of all time Is Where did you Go Bernadette (with Kate Blanchet) Her life is falling apart When her friend delivers this line…
Dad’s Boat
My sister Jan is a Kahuna Who was captured by a Bluebeard. But she has remained staunchly at the helm Of her much battered boat, all these years. She and Dad are similar souls which we are all feeling as She is now moving from her house After having dug in her heels For as…
Beautiful People
John quotes Eckhart Tolle, “It’s not about accomplishing the goal It’s about this day and being in it.” ““““““““““““““““““““““““ Lucien has been here this week And we had such a good time He is a new person ( aren’t we all?) Having been batted about by the elements The whole family has been weathered Illness…
Getting a Higer View
I threw the I Ching And the oracle did not disappoint. She said to place my worries and fears Into the hands of the Unknown. “““““““““““““““““““` LIne 5 in hexagram 32- Duration ” We are wondering if it is necessary for people To go through the risks of learning by experience We wonder if it…
Foot-Prints In the Snow
Am I here In the early falling snow? Having wandered into the nether- world The woods – vague and distant. Me too… so out there that It feels like a lot to pull myself back into form…. The amorphic self is whispering “why bother”? ““““““““““““““““““““““““““` My dad was famous for his one liners…. “When it…
Woman’s Paint
Holding the warm tea cup The dog walks on the dry leaves The river is a constant My senses are open As We welcome in a ritual day Eight or so women will be arriving To jointly put paint onto a log And chant to the earth and community. And we will send this unified…
Sedna
Sedna surrendered into the sea And became the goddess of the deep After having being tossed out of the boat ( by her father) Who further dissuaded her from clinging By cutting off her fingers Which sunk into the ocean to become The seals and the whales. We too have been tossed ( not for…
Rattle with the face of a bear
Wearing a mohawk of feathers I emulate the Lakota Fancy Dance My arms – eagle wings As I bank a turn left then right Stompting my feet I stir the dust. Remembering our first people Living in America With it’s very different value system. ( like now) We can’t even imagine the creativity needed To…
First Women President
Willow and I have been treading water Kicking our legs in the deep mystery As if the Lucien’s health depended on it All the while opening in ourselves to New spaces of faith. And haven’t all of us have been treading or Dreadiing the election Posed on the cusp of the great unknown? But as…
A Moment of Repose
The late sun made the river sparlkle- so I called to John suggesting he Lay down beside me and see The light on the water. He fell asleep, my hand on his heart His hands covering mine. An unusual moment of repose For we two rough wranglers-who Sure do know how to “hold their own”…
Spirit Walk
The veil is thin between the worlds…. Am I here-it’s hard to know? With so much spirit in the air. The first frost has sent the dry leaves tumbling To earth, like me one day. From this dream to the one that follows The here and the next – We simultaneously exit in both. Refected,…
A Story
In turbulant times A story can sooth the soul. In a cave, an old woman Sits weaving the most beautiful garment in the world She uses her teeth to flatten the porcupine quills, Worn to nubs, her smile is most effective. Hers is a perfect creation and as she sets it down to wander to…
Life’s Poetics
In the early dark They released the young beaver Into a pond near Ward Low in the water Head up- tail strong….A posture we know… Willow and Lucien And all of us- truly Each in our own way As we brave new waters Perhaps even with bright eyes And small animal smiles. Breathing into the…
John Gierach
My friend died this week A tidy exit, like a well ordered tackle box. No fuss…. just John Awaiting his ride home from the hospital. He’d been released and was going home Perfect metaphors for what happened next. His big heart decided to call it quits. He was alone as fly fisherman often are When…
Droppings
When too much fear has entered It’s bascially a hostile take over. The true self is submerged.. barely breathing. Having our kid get so sick Has dislocated us in time and space- Catapulted into orbiting a distant and cold planet. My back hurts and my legs buckle The atmosphere of fear has a ripple effect……
Held
In these profound medicine journeys You have to reach for what sustains you What surrounds you and holds you When fear is knocking in your heart. What is my constant- my safety? One thing I know is that… Our travails are not without meaning The soul has called for a vision Praying without water on…
Wrestling
A view of art making as soul retrieval, His and Mine. Lucien has been sick Bringer of Light- Lucien Got his body snatched by the underworld And we all went with him. It’s been crowded in there So many prayers and jugs of bone broth.. But it had gone on too long and we were…
Tea Leaves Reading
Helen read tea leaves- In the 70’s in Boulder, she was very dear You’d drink her tea And then turn your cup upside down And there would be the mystery of your life Seen by her inner knowing. All the questions that lie before us in our youth And seeing how much has been provided.…
Points of Light
Angels can be felt as points of light Tiny winged things zooming about Taking care of the many details The ones we don’t even know Need attending to. Sort of like our bodies- Behind the scenes wonders that they are. We count everyday on a million miracles Like air, sunshine, water, the breath, a kiss…
My Tree
My brother and his wife watched the debate Neither sleep that night Deeply rattled by the play of Lela The cast of characters so clearly delineated… Oscar the Groch in his trash can… Reminding me that when I was little I had a monster living under my bed So that I had to make a…
Living Will
Death is only a somewhat managable conversation For the old….. as we leave a plan With our Directives. Mine differ from John’s. ( and we had to fight our way out of that paper bag) …..I want no more extra minutes Calling the last breath- good. It’s emotional- this end of life stuff Big feelings…
In Her Hands
“She’s got the whole world in her hands She’s got the whole world -in her- hands.. She’s got you and me sister- in her hands… She’s got the whole world in her hands.” And of late…. I’ve come to rely on HER more and more Because the human lives that crowd my heart With their…
Summer’s End
I’m letting my hair grow out It’s a messy mullet – tossed at sea- Caught in a storm…. And isn’t that exactely what this summer has been? I won’t go into details But I have been severely stretched- So many significant changes. But with a tiny nod to myself – I seem to be ok.…
OLd Faithful
It’s been a week since Jean Pierre and I Drove out the Lamar valley- thrilled by Huge herds of buffalo Some rolling in the dust.. In Yellowstone The wonders of the earth unfold Before our awaking spirit, Each wonder – an ancient key. Muddy waves sloshing in the dragons breath cave An earth pluse- a…
Road Trip
As I pack my duffle The call of the open road awaits Jean Pierre ( 16) and I ( 74) Leave early tomorrow for the Wind Rivers. He’s a fisherman And we are taking an infatable boat To paddle out onto Colter Bay And Yellowstone lake at sunset My adventures of late Have been interpersonal…
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