my capacious heart
(open)
full moon setting at dawn
my capricious heart
(following)
leaves swirling in cold wind
my tenacious heart
(wounded)
embracing a chameleon sky
“If poetry does not come as naturally as leaves to a tree, then it better not come at all.” ~John Keats Poetry, life and love can be so easy when we allow them to be. Let’s allow it. Let’s lie in a field of buttercups watching the clouds and wiggling our toes and let the…
pic of the fabulous Johnny Horton at Elliott Bay Books. I deleted my personal Facebook account today. The reasons for this are many. Here are a few: 1.) I’ve had way too many people lurking about, reading about my life and assuming they know me then try to get close to me just from reading…
seeing your name in my journal just now takes me back to that first day your eyes on me as i slurped the chai like a cat me feeling shy because we had made love under the stars and here we were in the daylight learning about each other (toes in the water after a…
fractal perfection slowly falls from a grey sky awaits play and fun!
Update on 10/24/2024: There used to be an embedded video here of animated robots reading a Keats poem from a site called xtranormal. I made some fun videoS there when it was still around. Sadly, I didn’t download most of them so they are lost. Like so many things. ~KdL I enjoy my comfortable life…
I posted a copy of my 100 Paths to Ecstasy the other day on Facebook. I realized as I was reading through them that I haven’t done some of them and need to go back and re-do many of them. Because I had never done #33, I thought I would. The picture above shows the…