Happy Again |
I'm happy, even for no reason at all somedays. Ahhh. I have a new home nestled between big old trees and the Pacific Ocean (THANK YOU EA!). I just came inside from a hot bath at 2am from an outdoor tu...
Posted by on Mon, 01 Sep 2008 04:34:00 GMT |
Back To The Mountains (for a bit anyway) |
I am just about to put new strings on my guitar, something I do reluctantly every two or three months. I am getting ready to go out to BC for a couple of weeks to visit some lovely friends, some famil...
Posted by on Mon, 03 Mar 2008 14:14:00 GMT |
november passes over me |
sometimes one is apt to say they feel like they've been hit by a truck. i feel like i've been crushed, more than struck. november has been like a tractor.the giagantic, heavy, tires have been crawling...
Posted by on Thu, 29 Nov 2007 14:58:00 GMT |
its a rare, rare thing... |
i am in love. it's fabulous. i highly reccomend it. i've been on this planet for quite some time and this is a completely new expereince. andréa, I love you. i feel so fortunate to have met you and to...
Posted by on Mon, 13 Aug 2007 00:03:00 GMT |
the rebirth of magic |
I wrote this poem after watching the second 'Lord of the Rings' where the giant tree Ents kick the crap out of Isengard and wreak havoc on it's war machinery.---the rebirth of magickali is comingthe d...
Posted by on Sun, 08 Apr 2007 22:46:00 GMT |
How I love watching the snow fall |
The silence that falls with the snowIs interrupted onlyBy the crunch, squeak, Of my clumsy footfall.I walk along, Watching with fascinationAs the snow parades out of a dark sky.I remark to myself Just...
Posted by on Wed, 10 Jan 2007 04:46:00 GMT |
Estar |
Where do you choose to be impermanent?How do you choose to while away your fear?Do you sometimes increase your burden of obligationsAnd forget the friendship of your heart?Dragging around your house o...
Posted by on Sun, 17 Dec 2006 19:36:00 GMT |
Estar II |
Good looks are an obsessionBut really, they are marginalAnd temporary.Every moment you are honing an objectInsideThat shows more strongly, on every levelWhat you are made of, and for.Though invisible ...
Posted by on Sun, 17 Dec 2006 19:28:00 GMT |
Loving Uphill |
love is a verban actionnot so much a thing asan 'ing'love is not static waiting on the shelf,just like fun is not a thingto be stored or kept.let's say love is a bicycleit is no good hidden in the bas...
Posted by on Wed, 22 Nov 2006 22:13:00 GMT |
my turn to do the dishes |
headsinkmy head is a sink,full of dirty dishes.most aren't minesome of them are relics,throwbacks from some pre-historic tupperware partywith petrified bits of god-knows-what-kind-of-extinct-animalstu...
Posted by on Wed, 04 Oct 2006 22:35:00 GMT |
