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Rumispoet

I am here for Friends

About Me

a dreamer a thinker a crafter of words, leaving small offerings of hope for those I meet along the trail; I've been to the depths and come back stronger every time

My Interests

books, music, poetry, theatre, gardens, quilts, exploring trails and waterways

I'd like to meet:

a variety of friends from all walks of life who will keep my brain alive and my heart open; I have much to learn from teachers I've not yet met

Music:

cello, jazz, female vocals - especially my lover as she walks around the house singing Joni's songs

Books:

Rumi

Heroes:

Bessie, Margaret, Justine: three women who defy the world to put them in a box or limit them in any way - indominatable spirits who continue to give me the courage to go forward

My Blog

the mother

Deep ebony platelets cover this flightless one.  Strutting about on dainty feet, clawed, scaly, unaccustomed to activity.  Silence weighs heavy like a cloak, cultivated, massaged, worshipped...
Posted by Rumispoet on Thu, 17 May 2007 04:52:00 PST

lost

lost inside myself
Posted by Rumispoet on Tue, 08 May 2007 04:22:00 PST

good quotes

"Perhaps all dragons in our lives are really princesses just waiting to see us just once being beautiful and courageous". Rilke's eighth letter to Kappus "For that in him which drags us to his feet ha...
Posted by Rumispoet on Thu, 12 Apr 2007 04:45:00 PST

sticky web

red box.  a gentle buzz.  perhaps now, i'll write of the web... red betty crocker - yours almost new. oops! a pattern.  not forced to continue. new choices, new reflex, new hope shines ...
Posted by Rumispoet on Thu, 12 Apr 2007 08:00:00 PST

March 31

Wind howls angrily this morning and I am angry too.  I can't stand to sit and listen to your loud menance and I refuse to be frozen by your icy blast. Sparrow screams at you from her perch. ...
Posted by Rumispoet on Sun, 01 Apr 2007 04:43:00 PST

moments in our hands

A door sprung open wanting to gather in first sight of you, first sensation of your presence.  It was the instant recognition of souls needing each other's medicine.  Heart medicine, soul me...
Posted by Rumispoet on Wed, 14 Mar 2007 09:22:00 PST

fish fry

If wishes were fishes, we'd have some fried   I wish I knew what she thinks and feels How to make her smile and feel safe How to light up her face with anticipation of life   I wish I were...
Posted by Rumispoet on Mon, 12 Mar 2007 06:32:00 PST

for J

the neat and tidy lives - so comfortable - so safe - so predictable lack the courage to touch the flame - yea even to let the spark ignite and yet they devour every drop, suck noisily at the milk dr...
Posted by Rumispoet on Sat, 10 Mar 2007 05:33:00 PST

spring walk on valentine's day

Brightest sunlight dancing on waves of cold snow melted into rushing streams of life flows cleanest air filling my lungs briskly walking up this hill into my future alive and sensing hope emerging cro...
Posted by Rumispoet on Wed, 14 Feb 2007 03:01:00 PST

hem of your garment

enough of this miry pit that sucks the air from my lungs frantically I flail my hands and scratch the air searching until at last I find the hem of your garment with unabashed desperation I claw and ...
Posted by Rumispoet on Thu, 18 Jan 2007 05:40:00 PST