Color Poems (Poetry Without Words)
A lot of the painting I’ve been doing lately is of meditative poetic expression without words. What do you think?
A lot of the painting I’ve been doing lately is of meditative poetic expression without words. What do you think?
God Never Martyrs One Idea in Favor of Another The lion lying with the lamb, each dwelling in their own endless sphere: David didn’t kill Saul in the cave when he had that chance; with nothing to prove but respect and love. No one is unsafe in taking a stand for what they believe No … Read more
Coming up for Air Some people are water skiers through life skimming the surface, moving quickly along bumpily full of excitement and spray Some people are snorkelers independently languorous hovering between atmospheres Some people sit in the boat watching passively or driving others Some people are scuba divers, plumbing the depths in complete immersion we … Read more
Sexuality Can Be Beautiful We learn that God is all; matter is nothing. Spirit, being all, could not create it’s opposite, matter. Sensuality can be sin: Not just out of wedlock or in the act of lust or adultery. When steeped in matter and about matter, it is all wrong. This will never satisfy since … Read more
The Power of Editing For the longest time my youngest daughter wanted to write but was frustrated, intimidated and stymied in a carnivorous quagmire because she wanted the words to come out perfectly the first time. (Immediate gratification isn’t that satisfying anyway…) I am so grateful she has learned the power of editing. She now … Read more
Motherhood is a Gift An infant’s earnest gaze The giggling feet of a baby in a high chair about to be fed The enthusiasm of little red boots joining me for a hike The sweetness of a toy hammer hanging from a bedpost A stroller bumping over “all the rugged way” Reading every picture book … Read more
Easter Morning Hungry bears awakening from hibernation Glorious spring blooms arousing from shriveled dormancy Beautiful butterflies emerging from chrysalis caterpillar graves Chirping chicks pecking their way out of silent egg shells Life stirring where it did not seem to be. Pale sunrise from darkest night Desolation turning to dazzling hope Mournful endings becoming joyful morning … Read more
Life Goes On Death means never more: so definitive and final. In argumentation I’ve learned to avoid saying always and never because it invites finding a loophole. Usually is more effective in such a prevaricating world. Can opposites mutually prevail? Mohair and diamonds both occur but not simultaneously in the same place. We know that … Read more
Dull I feel pathetic poor and covetous surrounded by affluence and the freedom it affords. Pressing my nose against the window standing empty on the outside wallowing beyond desire – bleak and inadequate, ponderously paltry… I senselessly strive to be legitimate in the face of self satisfaction wanting to be generous with only immateriality to … Read more
This poet won the Nobel Prize for literature in 1996, and this is the first book of her poems that I’ve read. Her work was recommended to me by Julie Bogart, the author of my daughter’s writing curriculum, as something she particularly enjoys for herself, so I looked it up on inter-library loan. I found … Read more
This website and daily blog have been going for a year! Thank you so much for your continued readership. It is fun journeying with you and I appreciate all your ongoing comments. Keep them coming! It seems appropriate to review some of the best posts from my blog of 2009, as we look forward to … Read more
Immaculate One Self (innocent, perfect, pure) conscious (cognizant, alert, attentive, sentient) communion (trustingly at one) with God (inseparable omniscient ever-presence) contemplating… mediator way of salvation manifested in glory connecting transparent; comprehending conception (origin, existence) of being (life eternal) unconfined, unencumbered… Messiah (promised deliverer) hope, full-orbed complete fulfillment – encompassing perpetual peace – astonishing but true … Read more
Virginia’s 18th Birthday My oldest turned 18 quietly and without fanfare. She danced in her day at an end-of-the-term waltz party and celebrated with college friends by inviting them to a tea party in her dorm room. (She also served Boursin on snowflake Ritz crackers.) She had a Facebook message and text message from me … Read more
Peripheral Gratitude The obvious stuff I’m grateful for too But these often unstated things need to be added to that list: Knives, forks and spoons The wrapper on the bread Hummus and peanut butter Anytime I’m not perfect but still not criticized My mouse’s scrolling button Pretty dishes Ice water A clean carpet, fresh sheets, … Read more
Thanksgiving 2009 I’m thankful for God, infinite, ever-present, all-powerful good who wanted me, made me and actually loves me. I’m thankful for my husband and children, my family and friends and that we are safe, and happy and healthy. I’m thankful for eyes to see with, ears to hear with, fingers to touch with a … Read more
Compassion Not Criticism When you criticize you fail to comprehend that everyone is dealing with more than anyone can know Each is doing his best coping given their uniquely complex aggregate circumstance attempting to manage the petty paradoxes and inevitable dichotomies, and the aggressive onslaughts of mental miasma bamboozled each we are in our own … Read more
Yearning I’m too deep for friendship too raw and ready open and creative and capable difficult to understand while revealing myself at face value as accessible as salt or sugar. I’m too intense, intimidating; I feel too much uninhibited and unafraid, undemanding always screeching on the reins so not to overwhelm incessantly giving and doggedly … Read more