wednesday night poem notes...

photo collaboration with miss geek inc, week 9
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circling, shifting, begging
seeking heat
yearning to be touched and twirled and taken
my face tips up
the sun warms my eyelids

yes

*****

in this spot, i used to share poetry on thursdays...i miss it sometimes (well, a lot of the time actually), so it made me smile when LK let me know that she is hosting a day of sharing words today. i am taking part in the fun just in time. to visit other participants, head over to LK's.

and, i also invite you to spend some time with the poetry of li-young lee. his poetry speaks to my core. you can read several of his poems here. ("persimmons" took my breath away one day in 2006. you should read it. right now.)

have any poets wandered into your world lately?

live it baby girl

in jen's kitchen, 11.9.08

sometimes you have that moment...
someone holds up a mirror
and you see you
with an open heart
you see yourself
with your heart wide open
and you own it
you
you own it
who you are
who you want to be
the path behind you
and the possibility
that simply sits before you
(it. is. there.)

this
this is a gift

see it

and live

postcard from indiana (8.1.08)

{front}
an ant's eye-level view of endless timer-sprinkled green suburban grass.

{back}

(often)
being quiet
being still
being present
and breathing
is the only answer.

postcard from lake michigan (7.29.08)

{front}
light blue with white wisps fading into pale blue fading into white fading into gray fading into sparkling, bright rippling indigo.

{back}

if you were here, we would record the sound of the waves curving, pulling, swishing, climbing, pushing, tumbling. we would record the sound of the waves so that whenever we were apart, we could each listen to the curves and the pulls and the pushing forward, forward, forward and remember.

(can you hear them?)
(do you remember?)

postcard from indiana (7.26.08)

{front}

humidty-soaked towering oak trees awash in early-morning soft, blurry light serving as a perch for chirping cardinals and one insistent blue jay.

{back}

i feel the space around my heart grow
inhale
exhale
let go of
the need to know
hold on
to quiet truth