Moon Dancer

photo: moon over Madrona 6/22/12

My dream last night - July 13, 2012


Moon Dancer

In my dream last night, I went

outside

to my deck

Eyes fixed open

wide toward dark skies,

the crescent moon turned

into a beautiful woman,

an angel dancer,

in white dress

She moved. . . so. . . slowly. . .

slower than human eyes should see,

hands turned up

then down,

forming a swan's neck

Her sign language spoke

only to me

I wept

 

 

ldn

Empty Walls

collage: U-district, Seattle, July 10, 2012

Empty Walls

Empty walls are creepy

Chill

Drug School is Free

Peace of mind

Real Change is here
No Crying Babies

Phone home

Obey

B of A

Aged out,

Hippie

ldn

He plays

photo: alan

He plays

He plays his guitar alone

while I make poems

humming

He sings upstairs

while I write lyrics

to chords I hear

him strumming

up there

playing

his guitar

ldn

The Theory of Relative-ity

http://www.slideshare.net/UPFInternational/one-family-under-god-3438891 

 

The Theory of Relative – ity 

Relatives: 

We all have them

If you don’t you’re not here

In order to know how this relative thing works,

understand and appreciate first of all

we all have the same bloodline   

Genetics – vary

Depending on which side of the family you pooled

more from

Some have a mixture of many ~ ~ ~ stretching back centuries

So if you have a trait unlike your siblings, or cousins (that is if you have any)

Celebrate your uniqueness, your differences

This is the first lesson in the Theory of Relative-ity

Secondly: some of you may not be aware of the fact that everyone on this planet

is at least a 52^nd cousin

Whoopee – a Party!

Let’s have a Family Reunion…

A union of sorts – Cohorts!

Would you let your sister starve?

Your cousin?

Your brother?

Your mother?

Would you sit around and go – La-de-da…♪♪

95% of my family must struggle for survival while I bask in luxury

If so – you are not of this Family, this Tribe

You inherited the ‘genes’ of the ungodly,

But you can change your ways…and join the

Party!

How?

This is another story

Stay tuned for, “How to live in God’s Glory”.

ldn

'Til the rain

image: straylighteffect.com

'Til the rain

Clouds of dust encircled me on the north forty plain,

‘til the rain

and that was the day that the bumble bee caused me a lot of pain

I was roundin’ the cattle ~ was ‘bout noon, I think

The day was as still as the midnight moon, the sky a blistery pink,

The fire started at Pecos Place,

the Sheriff was combin’ the town,

when in walked old Charlie from Memphis,

that’s when the shootin' went down

The Sheriff ~ he shot old Charlie,

but Charlie ~ he shot him too

before he went down he pulled out a stick that he had shoved down in his shoe

It went off with a blast

Pecos Place saw its last,

then windstorms from south ~ ~ ~ up dey blew

Clouds of dust encircled me on the north forty plain,

‘til the rain

and that was the day that the bumble bee caused me a lot of pain.

ldn

Slanted Bed

photo:new garage sale art


Slanted Bed

Wears a cross on a thread

around her head,

in a broken dream on a slanted bed

Takes to the table all that she’s able,

no more, no less

Feels no need to confess to another,

forsakes her life for her brother

Simple lady,

wears a cross on a thread

around her head,

in a broken dream on a slanted bed

ldn

Sand Castles

photo: bestsoylatte.blogspot.com

Sand Castles

Well now I feel stupid

with bare feet on pavement, hot

building castles from sand

worn once on beaches

where you lay

watching me

Teaches me to not believe what I see,

in my illusion worn, thin

as I drip into forms,

castles of sand on hot pavement

ldn