“second story snowy sunrise”
December 21, 2012
’tis the season
Good morning.
Today is new.
Blessings to you.
*breathing in and out and getting through*
December 21, 2012
onward
A winter storm is forecast for today. The sky is keeping us guessing with dark, gray clouds hanging low on the right side of the highway, and blue sky peeking through a bit on the left. Hoping blue sky wins (always), but that wind is blowing something fierce. Time will tell. For the moment, moving onward, heading North.
December 20, 2012
tonight
blackness fills the sky above
stars peek and twinkle some
a crescent moon hangs askew
a cold wind blows
December 18, 2012
The world breaks everyone, and afterward, some are strong at the broken places.
Ernest Hemingway (via hopehandwritten)
Kintsugi (金継ぎ), meaning “golden joinery,” is the Japanese art of repairing broken pottery using gold. It restores functionality to a broken vessel, and not only adds beauty and worth, it turns destruction and damage into the most valuable part of the piece. The scars of the past are not erased or hidden away, to be ashamed of – they are transformed, immortalized in gold.
How many times have I felt as if I could hold no more water – like a dry cistern? How many times have I felt parched as dust from a cracked vessel? As many times as I have felt like pieces of me have been lost or torn away, and as many times as I have cried over how broken I have become. Yet, with time, patience, hard work, and the touch of a Master craftsman, I may yet be restored.
A reminder for us all. Yes, life changes us, even sometimes breaks us. But those breaks can be stronger and more beautiful if we heal them with art. Fill the breaks with poetry, paint the cracks with art. Take the time and be stronger for it.
Thank you for this. I needed to see it today.
it’s time to fly
the robins are still here
hoppin’ on the ground
perchin’ high above
in the bare branches
of winter’s naked trees
a cold wind blows
temperatures are droppin’
silly birds
fly somewhere warm
go now
while the gettin’ is good
December 13, 2012
pretty pink streaks in the sunrise
the sky is the lightest blue
I do love my kitchen window view
December 13, 2012
by moonlight tonight
just in from last walk of day with Blue
he saw his best girl, Luna
her silver fur gleaming
under a starlit sky
Orion was shining low near the horizon
they woofed, pranced and nuzzled noses through the chain link fence
a divider
keeping them apart
I told him it was time to go
but had a helluva time dragging him away
she’s his best girl
and even prettier by the moonlight she is named for
they’ll both dream sweet dreams tonight
it’s more than puppy love
‘cause I’m a hopeless romantic
and I just know
they are meant to be
for it’s written in the stars
though sometimes star tales get crisscrossed
these two are meant to be
Blue + Luna
forever
December 11, 2012
I was out with Blue, and just heading in, when damn dog slipped his collar!
Good thing when I opened the front door wide and said, “Let’s go get kitty” he ran right in.
Whew!
‘Cause I wasn’t up to playing chase.
December 11, 2012
Turquoise Tangles 