a winter morning haiku
coffee so dark and creamy
aquamarine sky
a lone crow cries out to me
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miracles
My daughter, Gigi, and I read poetry to one another in the morning at breakfast. She read this one to me last week. Today, as we lay snuggled at Seward Park in Seattle, basking in the sunlight and watching it glisten on the water, I was reminded of this poem and the miracle of life…
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notice [or break the glass cover on your heart]
Notice what they are really giving you and respond from that. This is the best thing I learned in acting class over the past year–to really see what people are saying and doing rather than projecting my own wishes and desires on them. What has come of this new awareness are some big surprises: I…
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him
His thunderous laughter and gentle touch. The washing of her feet and tears so easily flowing. Brilliant mind dimpled grin buoyant step (and the warming of my hands). Noble heart and furrowed brow lover of words (and such a lover of me). Flowers and dark chocolate and the washing of dishes. Moments and moments of…
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art | Bricolage Project | creativity | grace | love | photography | poetry | projects | quotes | self-excavation | the delicious nowbricolage project day 3 [alone]
Alone with an Untold Story Today’s randomly chosen word is alone and comes from The Complete Collected Poems of Maya Angelou. It’s interesting that my random process brought this word because, despite being surrounded by people I had a false sense of feeling alone this morning, of feeling like nobody cares about me or that I have to…
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domesticated ferality
hiding a stuffed animal for your cat to find in the night to present the kill the next day melting into the soft sweetness of midnight phone calls and intimacy in separate beds naked boy running through morning stillness disturbed by the smell of flowers the itch the need to taste blood to destroy something…
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darkness haiku
moonlight on bare skin darkness revealing Eros their hearts in union
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